A happy wife and a bun

Chapter 411 410. Twelfth Moon, Fat Pig

Shan'ao Village in the twelfth lunar month is different from previous years.

In the past, I was afraid of wasting firewood, and I was afraid that I would be hungry when I was active, so no one liked to go out.

But not this year, look at the children outside the village wearing bullshit hats, thick padded jackets, cotton trousers and rabbit fur gloves going crazy outside.

The adults are in a hurry with their things in their pockets.

No one is as slow as before.

It's a far cry from last year.

Changes are visible to the naked eye, and no one is foolish.

Although the river was frozen, after autumn, Rong Qiqi went to the county to find a relationship with the leaders and dug two wells in the village.

One head at a time.

I even took a bite out of my own pocket.

It is very cold in winter, but the well water will not freeze easily due to the ground temperature. Even if there is thin ice on it, it can be smashed.

Or a pot of hot water will melt.

No longer need to melt the dirty snow at the door to boil water for drinking.

Moreover, Rong Qiqi also contacted the county clinic to check up on the children regularly.

Make sure there are no roundworms.

Rural children don't pay attention to it, and there are not a few children who are tortured by ascariasis every year.

Anyway, Rong Qiqi did everything she managed to do.

The village is naturally more energetic.

"This year's harvest is good, the chickens, ducks and geese we raise, and the big fat pig, is it time to use a knife?"

This is not the village cadres gathered together for a meeting.

Let's talk about New Years.

These are collective properties and need to be distributed uniformly.

Rong Qiqi looked at the accounts handed over by Accountant Ma, and then tapped on the table.

"Except for a few old sows who have to keep their cubs, all the other adult pigs can come out of the cage!"

Does this mean the slaughter of pigs is about to begin?
"Secretary, are we going to kill ourselves this year? Or send it to the slaughterhouse?"

There is something particular about it.

If it is sent to the slaughterhouse, a pig will cost five yuan in labor costs, and they will take care of it, and the offal and pig blood will be treated as scraps and sent to the slaughterhouse.

The common people are used to living a hard life, who is willing?
Pig blood can be used to make pig blood sausage, or pig blood tofu. The water is the most marinated, but it is also a good dish if it is processed well.

Besides, there are a lot of pigs this year, so every family can share a lot of offal and pig blood.

Rong Qiqi also considered this issue.

This year, because of good hygiene and family harmony, the piglets are all living well, and none of them were folded in.

This is a rare thing.

"My elder brother is in the slaughterhouse. Let him hire a helper when the time comes. This year's pigs will be killed by ourselves, and we will divide the pigs ourselves. My elder brother will distribute more meat!"

This can have.

There is really no shortage of meat this year.

"But every family has at least two pigs. Except for the one that needs to be handed in, the rest can't be eaten!"

Rong Qiqi naturally knew.

"It's okay, is there anyone who doesn't want meat?"

With Rong Qiqi's smile, everyone has confidence in their hearts, this one has a plan in mind.

"No matter what, let everyone have a good year. Five pigs are slaughtered a day. On the twelfth day of the twelfth lunar month, our family only kills the meat that the village needs to eat. The rest are all slaughtered before NO.20!"

With that said, everyone got excited.

How much is that?

Although Shan'ao Village has a small population, there are more than 200 households, and this family is considered to be two ends.

That is more than 400 pigs, [-] are handed over, and there are [-] big fat pigs.

This year's large white pigs each weigh more than 500 catties, compared with only two to three hundred catties in previous years, that's easy.

"Success, let's do it!"

After Rong Qiqi made the decision, someone will implement it.

"Then do we still accept our eggs?"

In order to get more income for the village, Rong Qiqi applied for a chicken farm with his superiors, but Rong Qiqi was smart not to raise the chickens together, because it was easy to get chicken plague.

They are assigned to each household, and eggs are collected once a week, and the excess is counted as their own, and if there are few, it depends on the situation. If there is a problem with the chickens, the number of breeders will be deducted.

With such an arrangement, every family will raise the chickens well.

In the past, a family could raise at most two chickens, fearing that there would be no eggs to eat. Now a family can raise ten chickens, and only need to hand in fifty eggs a week, and the rest is personal.

If there are those who can raise them, a hen can lay two eggs a day.

Who is not happy about this?
Surplus eggs can also be sold to the village.

What they pay is their strength to mow and chop the grass, as well as all kinds of bran purchased in a unified way or the worms and earthworms raised by the children.

"Accept, why not accept? The closer to the end of the year, these meat and duck eggs are the most popular!"

Isn't this the time when people in the city have saved their money for a year?

Rong Qiqi had already aimed at this area.

And she has contacted many factories for the benefits of the Chinese New Year.

This is a big head.

The legitimate channel is still based on the village. Who would dare to say that she is speculating?Who dares to say that she has a capitalist atmosphere?
Whoever said it, hit him in the face.

Humph! !! !!
We are farmers, we generate income to support ourselves, help the country increase tax revenue and reduce burden, who dares to say anything?
I am a farmer and I am proud!

Rong Qiqi asked people to post these seven characters at the entrance of the village.

Always remind everyone that they are farmers and they are very honorable.

"Then this year's blind date, shall we still participate?"

Zhao Hongmei was also annoyed by the surrounding villages.

None of them are blind. Everyone can see the good life in Shan'ao Village.

All the big girls want to marry in.

But there are fewer and fewer young men of the right age.

"If you don't participate, we don't need a daughter-in-law to come in. Of course, if you want to get married, we don't object to it, you can't sell it all in the domestic market!"

Zhao Hongmei wanted to complain:
It is also sold domestically, and now even the girls in the village are starting to recruit husbands.

Who gets married?

You're not a fool, aren't you having a bad time in the village?
Didn't you see that there were so many people applying for a homestead every day that Rong Qiqi didn't even want to see it?
Why?
Not stupid right.

"You, it was on purpose. Now who wants to come in, I can tell you that there is no extra land in our village to turn it into a homestead. If we turn it into a homestead, we will have nowhere to grow our food!"

Zhao Hongmei reminds me.

How could Rong Qiqi not know.

There are more and more people in the village, but the houses are getting more and more crowded.

"The homestead will definitely come out in the spring. I will discuss this with the old patriarchs. I remember that there is a piece of wasteland that no one wants. There can be a large residential area there!"

Rong Qiqi already had a thorough understanding of the village, but some places were still vague.

"You mean the place where the old wine bottle lives? That one is very evil, and now the old wine bottle still lives there, and everyone else doesn't like it!"

Zhao Hongmei also married from outside, so naturally she doesn't know why.

Rong Qiqi had a question in his mind, so he remembered it.

"It's done, you go back and see the child, don't worry about these things!"

(End of this chapter)