After Village Chief Xiao left, Xiao Chen asked the two women to take a shower and rest early. After all, the two women had been gone for a day.
After Tang Bing and Mo Xiaowan went to the pool at the back to soak in the hot spring and then rinsed off, they probably went upstairs, where Xiao Chen and his master and his wife were chatting downstairs.
It wasn't until after ten o'clock in the evening that Xiao Chen went to take a shower and then returned to the room.
At about five o'clock in the morning the next day, Xiao Chen heard heart-rending screams. He knew that those people must be killing pigs in the ancestral hall.
For many villagers in Xiaojia Village, being able to eat a meal of meat is a very happy thing.
Last night, after the village chief went back and talked to other village cadres, he went from house to house and said that Dr. Xiao would buy pigs to kill and distribute them to the villagers for the New Year. No matter men, women, old or young, they would be divided equally.
As long as the number of people in your family is correct at work, you can go to the ancestral hall to collect the pork.
Doctor Xiao wants to kill a pig for the villagers to celebrate the New Year?
And evenly divided?
Many villagers didn't even sleep when they heard this, and went out late at night with sacks, baskets, and buckets to wait for the pork to be divided.
At around five o'clock, the villagers selling pigs had already driven the pigs over.
These villagers who sell pigs have also heard that not only will they get a large amount of money, but they will also be able to share their pork equally.
At this point, these villagers felt that Doctor Xiao, his wife, and the little miracle doctor were really good people.
Although he is not a real person from Xiaojia Village, he has treated the villagers for free for so many years, and now he kills pigs and distributes them to them.
Of course, in addition to these villagers, other households with five guarantees and those living alone, except those who cannot move, basically all came to line up.
Even Widow Wang came over very early.
Of course, she only heard last night that Xiao Chen actually bought a few pigs to kill and distribute to the villagers.
However, Widow Wang did not expect that when she came over, the villagers deliberately avoided her and gossiped behind her back, as if she had some infectious disease.
Widow Wang was used to this and didn't bother to pay attention to these people.
"Xiao Chen, what's the sound? It's not dawn outside yet." Tang Bing also heard the cry and woke up immediately. He looked out the window and found that it was still dark.
Looking at the time, it was only around five o'clock in the morning.
"The pig slaughter has started over at the ancestral hall. Do you want to get up and take a look?"
"If you don't look, we don't dare to look."
Tang Bing and Mo Xiaowan both felt that killing
The pig was so bloody that the two women did not dare to look at it.
"Then do you want pig offal soup and bring it back for you to eat?"
"No." Tang Bing said directly.
She doesn't eat these at all.
The so-called pork offal soup is mainly based on red pork.
And Mo Xiaowan has never eaten these since she was a child.
"I want to have a taste." Mo Xiaowan said.
"Then I'll go take a look."
Xiao Chen got up to wash up and get dressed. Xiao Chen's master and wife had already woken up, but they would not go near the ancestral hall of Xiaojia Village.
Although Master Xiao Chen's surname is also Xiao, he does not come from this village, so it is naturally impossible for him to go to the ancestral hall.
"Master's wife, do you want to eat pig offal soup? I'll bring it back."
"No need, Mistress doesn't want to eat this."
Xiao Chen always felt that his master and his wife were a little strange.
Xiao Chen went to the ancestral hall.
Sure enough, when I arrived at the ancestral hall, I found it very lively. Many villagers, including the elderly, children, men, and women, all came.
They were all watching the pig being slaughtered.
The village chief is also there.
When he saw Xiao Chen coming, the village chief said: "Little miracle doctor, the pigs have arrived, and the population of the villagers' families has been registered. How to deal with those pig internal organs?"
"These villagers came to line up very early?" Xiao Chen couldn't believe it when he saw these villagers still warming up around the fire, seeing them shivering from the cold.
"When I went to notify them, they came over."
Xiao Chen felt that these villagers were still too poor.
"Then cook all the pig meat and pig internal organs and distribute them to the villagers."
"now?"
"Of course now."
These pig offal itself are not included in the pork.
Although many people also like to eat pig offal, it is definitely different from other pork.
When I heard that pig offal was cooked for these villagers to eat, the villagers naturally became happy.
Xiao Chen saw that Widow Wang was actually there, just standing there alone. Xiao Chen went over and asked: "Sister Wang, why did you come here so early?"
"Isn't there a share of pork? Of course I'll come."
Who wouldn’t want something free of charge?
"There's no need to get up so early for that little pork."
Xiao Chen looked at her and said.
but not
Knowing why, Widow Wang couldn't help but want to cry again.
Looking at the other party's appearance, Xiao Chen didn't know what to say.
"How about I give you some more later."
"No, I can't eat much by myself."
In fact, she felt that Xiao Chen was too good to these villagers. These villagers were all heartless, so what was the use of being so nice to them?
However, she did not say this sentence.
The pig butcher in the village continued to kill pigs. Xiao Chen and Widow Wang were chatting there, so the villagers did not dare to talk about Widow Wang anymore.
When the village chief asked someone to bring a fire to Xiao Chen and Widow Wang, the village women began to prepare the pig soup.
Things get done quickly when there are many people. There are so many women, some help clean the pig's internal organs, some help cut it, and some prepare other things, including chopped green onions.
If you know how to cook pork meat, it is indeed more delicious than pork.
And these are native pigs. Unlike those feed pigs in big cities, native pigs can be said to be many times more delicious.
I was busy until about six o'clock in the morning, and many large pots of pork offal soup had been prepared. The elderly, children, and adults gathered around to eat.
Seeing this situation, Xiao Chen felt that there was a little more New Year atmosphere in the village.
Of course, these villagers seemed to have not eaten for a long time. They did not stop eating until their bellies were round. At this time, almost all the six pigs were killed and weighed, except for half a black pig.
Except for Xiao Chen's own food, everything else was distributed to the villagers. In this way, an average person can get about four or five kilograms, and a family of ten people can have forty or fifty kilograms.
Widow Wang was given one person's pork. After she went back first, looking at Widow Wang's appearance, Xiao Chen felt even more pitiful.
When Xiao Chen took a bowl of pork offal soup and gave it back to Mo Xiaowan, Mo Xiaowan asked: "Xiao Chen, is this pig red?"
"It's just pig red. It's not bad. Eat it while it's hot."
Mo Xiaowan ate a few pieces, but she didn't expect that the pig blood tasted like this. It felt okay, but when she thought it was pig blood, she felt a little nauseous.
The pig farmers came with Xiao Chen to get the money.
The total is more than 10,000.
Xiao Chen got the cash back from Binhai City and now distributed it to the pig farmers.
"Little miracle doctor, will you buy pigs next year?" asked a villager.