Age group pet three and a half years old, ginseng and wild boar mixed with rice

Chapter 29 Pork by lottery

Hearing his words, Shugen curled his mouth and burst into tears of grievance, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Dadongzi frowned displeasedly: "What are you doing, Chaozi? I managed to coax the child just now, but you made him cry again."

"It's none of my business if he wants to cry himself?" Wu Chaozi rolled his eyes, "Besides, he's your son, not mine. He stuck his tongue out at me just now, so I'm not obliged to get used to it." he!"

"Don't forget, he is also your nephew..."

Wu Chaozi sneered, and asked his eldest brother, "I don't even think of you as my brother, what kind of nephew is he?"

Unexpectedly, he would say such words, Dadongzi frowned even tighter, "What are you talking about?"

"Okay, we have nothing to say!"

Wu Chaozi was too lazy to talk nonsense with his eldest brother, so he turned to his third brother and said, "Third brother, who will draw lots later? Why don't you find Lingbao?"

San Leizi looked at his fifth brother, then turned his head to look at his eldest brother, and pulled Wu Chaozi aside, "Why did you talk to your elder brother like that just now?"

"What's wrong with my words?"

"After all, he is our eldest brother, these years..."

Before the third brother could finish speaking, Wu Chaozi interrupted: "We have been played by him all these years. In fact, he didn't treat us as family members at all. He only had his wife and son in his heart. Maybe all the money we earned Let him and the second brother take it privately."

After saying this, he hummed again, "Anyway, I understand that no one is as good as parents, and there is Lingbao... Lingbao is the best!"

"Did something happen that day when you and Lingbao went into the mountain?" San Leizi asked, "It was the day you came back with three wild dogs."

He had wanted to ask Lao Wu about this for a long time, but he 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 the third brother would think Lingbao was a monster if he knew that Lingbao could kill a wild dog with one fist. He shook his head, "Nothing happened."

When they were talking, the pig butcher had already killed the other two pigs, and was going to shave the pigs, disembowel them, and then decompose the pork.

After about two hours, the various parts of the pork are sorted.

There was no radio in the village, so Li Guangzheng could only ask people to go door-to-door to inform everyone to line up in the square of the production team and draw lots to share the pork.

Several long wooden boards were placed on the square, and different parts of pork were stacked together, all of the same weight, the difference being that some were one catty of lean meat and one catty of pig heart, some were two catties of pork ribs, some were one catty of pork belly and one catty A catty of large intestine, some of which are all lean meat...

"Everyone line up and draw lots according to the size of the family. Each person has a number. You can draw by yourself or let your family members draw lots!"

After a while, the square was full of people, and five teams lined up.

Everyone in the Jiang family came, and everyone agreed to let Lingbao draw lots, "There are six people in our family, you can draw six numbers for Lingbao."

"Mother, which piece of pork do you like to eat?"

Shen Su'e didn't want to put pressure on her daughter, "It's fine, you can grab any Lingbao, no matter what you catch, mother will like to eat it."

"Yes, Lingbao, you can just grab six and count them."

When they were talking, many people were commenting, "I looked at it, and the 8th, 19th, and 34th sizes are all good, with a lot of pork belly, but the best one is the 56th, which is full of fat."

People these days are short of oil, and they love fatty meat the most. Fat meat can not only be boiled, but also fried in lard. The boiled oil can be used for stir-frying or mixing with rice.

"Bless me to get fat, don't be big bones, I don't want large intestines, small intestines, pork belly, pig lungs, only pig hearts are okay for internal organs, and the stew soup can nourish the body, bless you, Buddha bless you, Give me fat, the fatter the better..."

With pointed ears, Xiao Lingbao tried hard to memorize what they said. When it was her turn, she picked out the six numbers "8, 19, 56, 78, 99, 132" from the tin jar and handed them to her. Mother.

Next to the wooden board where the pork was placed, there were three meat stewards. One of them was holding a book in his hand, and he shouted: "Whoever catches the number, come and register! Only after registering can you get the meat!"

A few people standing around him just got the meat.

The person who got the fat had a happy face, and showed off to the others: "This is the number drawn by my youngest son. It has a catty of fat. It's not bad, it's better than last year."

"Your baby is lucky. All I smoked were lean meats. Hey, I was lean enough last year. This year, I'm even thinner. There's no fat at all."

"Fortunately, there is still a little fat on my piece of meat, which is enough for stir-frying."

Erhuazi and his eldest brother just got the meat, which is basically lean meat.

The two of them chatted for a while, Huang Yuezhu saw her mother-in-law taking the number to get the meat, and bumped her husband with her elbow, "I don't know what your mother got?"

Saying so, she hugged her son and leaned forward to look.

Shen Su'e handed the number she took to the person who registered, and the other party recorded it and said: "Jiang Qingshan's house, No. 8, No. 19, No. 56, No. 78, No. 99, No. 132, Uncle Sanhuan, you give them the meat. "

Jiang Qingshan was holding Lingbao and watching beside him, and his sons were all poking their heads curiously at the moment, wanting to know what kind of pork they could eat this year.

The member called "Uncle Sanhuan" took the number and searched for the meat according to the corresponding number, "No. 8, there are pork belly and ribs, take... No. 19 is pork belly and pork heart, No. 56 is all fat meat, No. 78 The number is fat meat and pig ears..."

His words attracted many people around, "What's the situation? Why does the Jiang family draw all pork belly and fat?"

"Yo! It's really hey! They are all good things. I have been staring at No. 56 before. It is a full two catties of fat meat. It can boil a large pot of lard! Oh, No. 78 was also taken away by Jiang's family." , that pile is also fat!"

More and more people are jealous, "Why didn't I pick a piece of fat?"

"It's not bad for you to have ribs. I heard that after the pork is slaughtered in the city, the ribs are sent directly to the government units. 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 want lard!"

"There is a lot of meat on the ribs, which is much better than the ones I smoked! I have a bunch of big pork bones, what do you think these big bones are good for? You can only taste the meat when you cook soup, but you can't eat it." Meat, the little bit of meat on it is not enough to fit between the teeth."

Among the crowd, the Lin family is the most unlucky.

Lin Desheng drew a total of five numbers, two with large intestines, two with small intestines, and one with pork belly. The total amount of 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 feces. No one wants to eat pig intestines on New Year’s Eve.

Seeing that the pile her husband smoked was all pig offal, her face turned pale, and she ignored other people's jokes, and said excitedly: "There is something wrong with this lottery! Someone must have tampered with it, otherwise my house would not be full of pig intestines and pigs." Belly!"

"Haha, Desheng's daughter-in-law, you're having trouble with shit, hahahaha... I heard that you fell into a shit hole before, so maybe you became attached to shit."

After one person finished speaking with a smile, the others all laughed "haha" together.

(End of this chapter)