The pig-killing feast is a major event in the village, even more lively than the Chinese New Year.
The women in the village felt it was a pity that there was not much pig blood, because when the wild boars were brought back from the mountains, the blood had almost run out.
However, it is a pity that everyone is not slow in their actions.
Several large pots are boiling hot water, and firewood is thrown under the pot as if it is free, burning brightly and releasing heat energy.
Qin Jingru is leading a few girls to help prepare some side dishes: Chinese cabbage, potatoes, etc.
A woman whom Qin Jingru called aunt came out of the kitchen of Lao Qin's house with a very surprised and stunned expression.
Because she just saw cucumbers, green beans and other off-season vegetables in the kitchen. They were so beautiful, even prettier than the ones she grew in spring and summer.
"Why do you seem to have lost your soul? Did you hit a ghost or did your man not take good care of you last night?"
When other women saw her like this, they joked.
The aunt came back to her senses, looked around, and then whispered about cucumbers.
"Is the cucumber big?"
"It's big, round, and long."
Zhou Jimin was drinking tea in the house, but he didn't know that the women outside the door were saying things that made girls blush and boys scratch their heads.
However, Qin Jingru, who was sitting aside and busy peeling potatoes, listened completely.
Fortunately, her aunt pulled her back.
So, a group of women finally understood what was going on.
But everyone doesn’t believe it.
Someone ran to the kitchen door to have a look, and then came back stunned.
Others were even more curious. It was actually real. Where did the cucumbers come from in the middle of winter?
"Not to mention cucumbers, eggplants are the most beautiful. They are really beautiful, very long and thick. The key is that they are so big that I can't even hold them with one hand."
"Shut up, everyone, why don't you get to work quickly?"
A group of aunts were driving, and they would definitely not be able to stop. Fortunately, Qin Jingru and her grandmother could control them.
Killing all of the more than 20 wild boars was not an easy task.
The total weight is just over four thousand kilograms, but the meat needs to be multiplied by fifty-seven percent.
Because small wild boars really don’t have much meat, the meat yield rate of large wild boars is only about 656%.
Therefore, we finally harvested more than 2,400 kilograms.
After losing more than 400 jins distributed to each family, the remaining 2,000 jins were all purchased by Zhou Jimin.
The little goldfish knew for the first time that her eldest brother was so rich.
She didn’t know where her elder brother had taken out the backpack. There were countless bundles of money in it, all of which were from Great Unity.
Very tempting.
Especially the man next to me who came to collect the money, his eyes widened and he kept drooling.
This made the little goldfish very angry, and he opened his hands to block the backpack like an old hen protecting her cubs.
Such a cute scene made everyone extremely happy.
Zhou Jimin put her behind him and asked her to be quiet.
After dividing the money, Qin Dazhu and a dozen other people all grinned.
Then it’s time for the pig killing feast.
The pig-killing feast does not use meat, it is all meat, but it is paired with bean paste, Laoganma, etc. sent by Zhou Jimin, and the dish is also very fragrant.
All the villagers in Qinjiazhuang came running.
Qin Jianguo was so happy that he had big steamed buns steamed. The other villagers who did not eat the pig killing feast were each given five big steamed buns and Xiaodie's cooked meat and vegetables.
The reason why he was so generous was mainly because he was worried that some people would not understand him, so Zhou Jimin could only suggest this to Lao Qin.
Just like the dust.
At the pig-killing feast, the happiest person should be the little goldfish, because she was very full.
Her belly is round, and she loves to eat big fat sausages, which are very fragrant and delicious.
The pig offal porridge is also delicious, but her belly is too small to hold so much delicious food.
The happiest person was Qin Jingru, because she sat next to Zhou Jimin, who served her food.
After eating this pig-killing feast, which was neither dinner nor lunch, Zhou Jimin pulled the pork and left.
Two times, he pulled the pork away first, and then came back the third time to pick up the little goldfish and return to the city.
"Brother, why don't you drive back to the city?"
Outside the city, on the way back to the city, the little goldfish sitting on the front bumper of the bicycle was still a little uncomfortable.
There was warm air in the pickup truck just now, but now it's full of cold air.
Although she was not frozen, the experience was indeed not a good one.
"Because that car is not mine, so I must return it to others."
"Oh, brother, when can you drive your own car?"
"I don't know. When you go back, be stricter. Don't tell anyone about the car, including your second sister and Sister Nan. Do you hear me?"
"Yeah, I understand."
"So good."
"Of course, I am the eldest brother's favorite little goldfish, and I am the eldest brother's best-behaved sister."
The two brothers and sisters chatted and the bicycles quickly returned to the courtyard.
When they saw the two brothers and sisters, especially the large bag of things in the back seat of the car, the eyes of Third Aunt, Aunt Wang and others were bright.
However, they were just acquaintances, and Zhou Jimin always gave fake smiles and was very perfunctory.
On the contrary, the little goldfish came to life after returning to the courtyard, and was surrounded by friends such as Wang Yaya, Slug and Yan Jiedi.
Although she was only away for a day and a night, she had too many things to share with her friends (pretending to be awesome).
Going into the mountains to hunt, the elder brother offers advice, slaughtering wild boars, pig-killing feasts, etc. It is very lively and enjoyable.
Especially when she talked about the delicacies such as the big fat sausage, her mouth was watering.
It made the slugs and the others do the same thing.
When a group of brats were chatting, they didn't notice that Third Aunt, Aunt Wang and the others were also listening.
When they learned that Zhou Jimin was going to join the brigade's joint winter hunting operation outside the city, the three aunts were all envious.
It's a pity that their family doesn't have such friends.
However, the third aunt suddenly remembered, isn’t Qin Huairu’s natal family from Qinjiazhuang?
So, I quickly went to chat with Qin Huairu.
The latter was dumbfounded after hearing this. Is there such a good thing in my mother's family?
Thousands of kilograms of meat, a pig-killing feast, Qin Huairu also wants it very much.
Suddenly, she couldn't sit still.
But Jia Dongxu curled his lips and said disdainfully: Your mother's family is so poor, even if it has meat, it has been divided up long ago. Is it your turn?
Qin Huairu also believed it.
After all, Qinjiazhuang belongs to the countryside, and those who eat in a big pot, even if they have meat, belong to the collective.
However, this time is really different.
Several brigades share the money together. Except for the dozen or so families who go into the mountains, each family can still share more or less.
Of course, even if Qin Huairu goes back, she won't be able to get the money.
After all, whose family doesn’t have difficulties now?
"When did Zhou Jimin know the people from Qinjiazhuang?"
Then, Qin Huairu became curious again.
But she has no way of knowing the answer. After all, the relationship between the Jia family and the Zhou family is already too tense.
Even Xiaodang could only secretly ask Slug and the others to help her and give Zhou Jikang the rotten vegetable leaves she picked up.
When receiving the big steamed buns, it was also done quietly, not daring to let Bangge or other members of the Jia family know.