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A long table was brought out in the open space of the big cafeteria in the village. After the wild boar had cleaned up all the miscellaneous things, it was as expected by Zhao Zhenhua, and there were still about two hundred catties of clean meat.

In a few pots next to it, there was steaming pig's blood, smelly viscera, and the pig's skin had been ripped off whole. smell.

But at this moment, no one cared about the disgust. They stared eagerly at the meat on the table, calculating how much they could share according to the size of the family, and even made arrangements for how to eat in the future.

Zhao Baoqing ordered a few capable women in the village to deal with the pig blood and offal, as well as the cut out trotters, pig heads, etc., and stew the butchered pigs together later. Although the cafeteria has been disbanded, the old earthen stove is still there. There is also a mouthful left in the cauldron, which will come in handy right now. After finishing all these tasks, he will preside over the division of meat.

Before the meat was divided, he had a conversation as usual, which was different from the past. This time, the focus was on how the wild boar came here. It was Song Hongguo who beat the wild boar to the ground by himself, so the whole village could eat it. For meat, you have to be grateful to her and think of her kindness. In addition, you can't just talk about gratitude, you have to show something practical.

Everyone in the village is familiar with this set of procedures. According to the precedent, whoever is the best will get the most meat. However, in the past, more than a dozen young and middle-aged people in the village were organized to go hunting together. Single-handed people like Song Hongguo first time.

Zhao Baoqing directly asked someone to cut out [-] catties, and he chose the fat and thin piece.

When the villagers met, they were mostly envious, and some were bitter and unconvinced, but thinking about Song Hongguo's identity, these emotions were suppressed, and the Wang family felt the most uncomfortable. Wang Changjiang said half jokingly and half seriously, "Uncle Captain, isn't there too much meat? Didn't it used to be ten catties? You won't take extra care of Song Hongguo just because she is your niece, right?"

As soon as he became the young bird, a few people sporadically popped up to join him. After all, if there were too many distributions, there would be less for them to get.

Zhao Baoqing glanced at him coldly, "If your Wang family has any objections, ask your master to tell me."

The implication is that you are not qualified to challenge.

Wang Changjiang blushed, and said, "I don't have any objections, but I think this kind of division will break the previous rules, and it will not affect you well, right?"

Zhao Zhenhua sneered and took the words, "What was the rule before? In the past, more than a dozen elders in our village went into the mountains to hunt wild boars. The one who contributed the most was given ten catties, and everyone else who participated was given five catties. The villagers divided it, so the remaining one hundred catties would be considered good. What about now? My cousin beat the wild boar to the ground alone, no one contributed, and no one took any risks. Same, is it more than [-] catties to share with her? The above said to distribute according to work, so my father is wrong? I still feel that my cousin is at a disadvantage. You are still not convinced. Why are you not convinced if you follow Zhanguang? If you are not convinced, you will Go hunting wild boars alone!"

Wang Changjiang's face was ashen when he was squeezed out, but he didn't dare to speak again.

Seeing this, other doubters were also honest.

Zhao Zhenhua snorted coldly, carried twenty catties of meat, and gave Wang Changjiang a meaningful look before leaving. He didn't seize the opportunity to put a sack on him recently, so let him do what he can, and see if he will be dealt with tonight.

At this time, Zhao Baoqing said indifferently, "After the twenty catties, there are still nearly two hundred catties. How can a family be divided into three catties and two catties, but this is not enough, huh, what a human heart If you are too greedy, it will easily bring disaster to your family..." After beating, he waved his hand, "Okay, line up, divide the meat, don't squeeze anyone, there are all, be lazy, don't delay work."

The meat is being divided in a lively manner here. Song Hongguo is preparing to eat breakfast. He has prepared a pot of pumpkin hair cake, served with fried lump pickles, and toon sauce. In addition, there are three bowls of egg flowers on the table. Sugar and sesame oil, Zhao Zhenhua carried the meat into the kitchen, and this was what he saw.

He first handed the meat to Song Hongguo, rubbed his hands, and clicked his tongue enviously, "Is it so rich in the early morning?"

Song Hongguo invited him to sit down and eat together.

Zhao Zhenhua saw that she wasn't talking politely, so he smiled, and really rolled up his sleeves and went to wash his hands.

When he came back, Song Hongguo directly handed him a piece of hair cake, "Try it, pumpkin is added in it, see if you are used to eating it."

Zhao Zhenhua was not too polite, he put Chinese toon sauce on it, served with shredded pickles, he didn't even bother to talk, he ate two pieces in a row before he stopped, and Song Hongguo gave it again, even if he was only half full, he would still eat no more.

It is true, but if it is not measured, it will be annoying.

Zhao Zhenhua drank a few sips of water, and told her about the meat division just now, "Here you are, just take it, there are only a few people in the village who say sour things, they are all free, don't bother."

Song Hongguo was really surprised to see such a big piece of meat just now. She thought she could give about ten catties, but who would have thought that it would be doubled, and it would still be the most popular pork belly. "Let uncle worry about it again."

Zhao Zhenhua waved his hand, "My father is very happy. The wheat harvest will be harvested in another month. He has long been thinking about organizing people to go to the mountains to see if they can hunt wild boars. At least I will mend them for everyone so that the wheat harvest will not be too busy. I can't bear it, you don't know, every time I organized people to enter the mountain, some people had to be injured, sometimes many people were injured, and I had to sell half a pig to get enough money to go to the doctor, and I almost lost it. This time, everyone It's not painful or itchy, the problem has been solved, my father is very grateful to you, and he would be happy to share more..."

What he said was beautiful, but Song Hongguo knew in her heart that if Zhao Baoqing didn't take care of her, even if she shared ten catties, she would have nothing to do. In the village, the village head is the biggest and has the absolute right to speak, so being able to hug such a thigh, For her, there are only advantages and no disadvantages.

So, she also made a good deal, "Does uncle still organize people to go hunting in the mountains? I will prepare some anesthetics and throw them out when encountering wild boars, which can weaken its attack power."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhenhua was overjoyed, "That's great. When the time comes, if you really want to hunt wild boars again, I will give you a credit."

After he left, Song Hongguo had to rush to work and had no time to deal with the wild pork, so he had to hang it down the well until he came back in the evening. He told the two brothers that if someone came to deliver the butchered vegetables at noon, just take it and eat it first. Don't leave it for her.

Wild pork is inherently fishy, ​​if it is not pressed with spices, but simply stewed in a pot, the taste can be imagined, but she is not looking forward to it at all.

After arriving at the outpatient clinic, Xu Xianghong told her that those edema patients in Lin County had already been admitted to the internal medicine department, but some patients with complicated symptoms needed to cooperate with relevant departments for consultation. She went to a meeting yesterday afternoon to discuss this matter, because There were quite a few people, and the internal medicine wards were crowded, even in the corridors.

These difficulties are fairly easy to overcome. The most difficult thing is that there is currently no particularly suitable treatment plan.