After hearing what he said, Tree Root curled up his little mouth and cried loudly in grievance, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu""
Dadongzi frowned displeased and said, "Chaozi, what are you doing? I finally coaxed the child just now, and you made him cry again."
"He wants to cry on his own, what does it have to do with me?" Wu Chaozi rolled his eyes, "Besides, he is your son, not mine. He stuck out his tongue at me just now, and I have no obligation to tolerate him.
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"Don't forget, he is also your nephew..."
Wu Chaozi sneered and asked his eldest brother, "I don't even consider you my brother. Who kind of nephew is he?"
Unexpectedly, he would say such words. Dadongzi frowned even more, "What did you say?"
"Okay, we have nothing to say!"
Wu Chaozi was too lazy to talk nonsense with his eldest brother. He turned to his third brother and said, "Third brother, who will draw the lots later? Why don't you ask Lingbao to come over?"
Sanleizi looked at his fifth brother, then turned to look at his elder brother, and pulled Wuchaozi aside, "Why did you talk to your elder brother like that just now?"
"What's the problem with what I said?"
"He is our eldest brother after all. Over the years..."
Before the third brother could finish, Wu Chaozi interrupted: "We have all been fooled by him over the years. In fact, he doesn't regard us as family members at all. He only cares about his wife and son. Maybe the money we earn is all
Let him and his second brother keep it privately."
After saying this, he "hummed" again, "Anyway, I figured it out, no one is as good as my parents, and Lingbao... Lingbao is the best!"
"Did something happen when you and Lingbao went into the mountains that day?" Sanleizi asked, "It was the day you came back dragging three wild dogs."
He had wanted to ask Lao Wu about this for a long time, but had never found the opportunity.
Wu Chaozi thought that he was the only one in the family who had seen the power of Lingbao. He was afraid that his third brother would think Lingbao was a monster after knowing that Lingbao could kill a wild dog with one fist. He shook his head and said, "Nothing happened."
While they were talking, the pig butcher had already killed two other pigs and was preparing to shave the pigs, disembowell them, and then break down the pork.
After about two hours, all parts of the pork were sorted.
There was no radio in the village, so Li Guangzheng could only ask people to go door to door and ask everyone to line up in the square of the production team and draw lots to divide the pork.
There were several long wooden boards placed on the square, and different parts of pork were stacked together. The weights were all the same. The difference was that some were one pound of lean meat and one pound of pig heart, some were two pounds of ribs, and some were one pound of pork belly and one pound of pork belly.
A pound of large intestine, some of which are all lean meat...
"Everyone lines up and draws lots according to the family size. Each person has a number. You can draw it by yourself or let your family members draw it!"
After a while, the square was filled with people and there were five queues.
Everyone in the Jiang family came, and everyone agreed to let Lingbao draw lots. "There are six people in our family. Lingbao, you can draw six numbers."
"Mom, which piece of pork do you like to eat?"
Shen Su'e didn't want to put pressure on her daughter, "It doesn't matter. You can catch Lingbao as you like. No matter what you catch, my mother will like to eat it."
"That's right, Lingbao, you can just grab six and count them."
While they were talking, many people nearby were talking, "I took a look, and No. 8, 19, and 34 are all pretty good, with a lot of pork belly, but the best one is No. 56, which is all fat."
People these days are short of oil and love to eat fatty meat. Fatty meat can not only be cooked, but also fried in lard. The oil can be used for stir-frying or mixing with rice.
"Bless me for getting fat meat. Don't use big bones, large intestines, small intestines, pork belly, or pig lungs. I don't want it. Just pig hearts are the internal organs. Drink the stew to replenish your body. Bless you, God bless you.
Give me something fat, the fatter the better..."
Little Lingbao's ears stood up sharply, trying hard to remember their words. When it was her turn, she picked out six numbers "8, 19, 56, 78, 99, 132" from the tin can and handed them to her mother.
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There were three people in charge of the meat next to the wooden board where the pork was placed. One of them had a notebook in his hand and shouted: "Whoever got the number, come and register! You can only get the meat after registering!"
Several people standing around him had just received meat.
The person who got the fat meat looked happy and showed off to the others: "This is the number my youngest son drew. He has a pound of fat. It's not bad. It's better than last year."
"Your kid is lucky. All I got was lean meat. Hey, he was thin enough last year, and he's even thinner this year. There's no fat at all."
"Fortunately, I still have a little fat on this piece of meat, which is enough for stir-frying."
Erhuazi and his eldest brother just got meat, which is basically lean meat.
The two families chatted for a while. When Huang Yuezhu saw her mother-in-law taking the number to get the meat, she bumped her husband with her elbow and said, "I wonder what your mother got?"
Saying this, she held her son and came forward to take a look.
Shen Su'e handed the number she got to the registered person, and the other person recorded it and said: "Jiang Qingshan's family, No. 8, No. 19, No. 56, No. 78, No. 99, No. 132, Uncle San Huan, give them the meat."
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Jiang Qingshan was holding Lingbao and watching from the side. His sons were also curiously poking their heads, wondering what kind of pork they could eat this year.
The member called "Uncle Sanhuan" took the number and searched for meat according to the corresponding number, "No. 8, there are pork belly and ribs, take... No. 19 is pork belly and pig heart, No. 56 is fat meat, 78
The numbers are fat meat and pig ears..."
His words attracted many people around him, "What's going on? How come the Jiang family only gets pork belly and fat meat?"
"Oh! It's really good! It's all good stuff. I've been keeping an eye on No. 56 before. It's two kilograms of fat meat, which can make a big can of lard! Oops, No. 78 was also taken away by the Jiang family.
, that pile is also fat!"
More and more jealous people are asking, "Why didn't I pick any fat?"
"It's good that you have ribs. I heard that after the pork is slaughtered in the city, the ribs are sent directly to government agencies, so ordinary people can't eat them."
"How can we compare with those cadres? They are not short of oil and love to eat pork ribs. I am short of oil for cooking, so I just want lard!"
"There's a lot of meat on the ribs, which is much better than what I smoked! I have a bunch of big pork bones, what do you think these big bones are for? You can only taste the meat when you make soup, but you can't eat it.
The meat, the little bit of meat on it is not enough to fit between the teeth."
Among all the people, the Lin family is the most unlucky.
Lin Desheng drew a total of five numbers, two with pig intestines, two with pig small intestines, and one with pork belly. The total lean meat was less than half a catty.
Intestines and pork belly are very difficult to wash. Even if they are washed many times with plant ash, they still taste like shit. No one wants to eat pig intestines on New Year's Eve.
Liu Damei turned pale when she saw that the lot drawn by her husband was all pig excrement. She didn't care that others were laughing at her and said excitedly: "There's something wrong with this lottery! Someone must have done something wrong, otherwise my house wouldn't be full of pig intestines and pigs."
Belly!"
"Haha, Desheng's wife, you have trouble with shit, hahahaha... I heard that you fell into a shit pit before, maybe you are related to shit."
One person finished speaking with a smile, and everyone else laughed "haha" along with him.