After all, it is a mountainous area, and the radio signal is always not very clear, sometimes strong and sometimes weak. Zhang Xingming scratched his head, and finally raised his head and said to his grandma who was listening with gusto: "Grandma, go outside and cut (cut) a small piece of (meat) ) Come," compared with his hands: "Such a small piece is enough." Grandma has always been responsive to her grandchildren's requests, and didn't ask what she was doing. After going out for a while, she came back with a piece of roe deer meat the size of her thumb belly, and handed it to the grandson. Zhang Xingming.Zhang Xingming took the meat, pierced a small hole in it with iron chopsticks, and put the meat on the antenna head of the radio. The Lima radio seemed to suddenly regain its energy, the noise disappeared, and the sound was clear and crisp. Grandpa looked at it. Le, said: "This stuff has to be eaten before you can work hard." Everyone laughed together. (Radios and old TVs with antennas have this feature, if you have not experienced it, you can ask the old man)
Grandma clicked her tongue a few times and said, "From now on, I have to hang on and listen again, and go where I go? It's okay in winter, but it stinks at two o'clock in summer." Zhang Xingming laughed and said, "No, just listen to the time." After a long time, the effect will naturally get better, isn’t this just the beginning.” In fact, after listening for a long time, people get used to the noise, and the noise disappears.
Dad went to see grandpa again the next day, and this time he went by himself, without Zhang Xingming, and Zhang Xingming didn’t bother to go, he just walked back and forth, and it was winter, so he didn’t suffer from this crime, he just lay on the hot kang and listened to the radio how nice.
Dad came back in the afternoon, his face was a little gloomy, Zhang Xingming guessed that his father was scolded by his grandfather again, and he was depressed, so he hurriedly took his brother out to skate, but don't let his brother hit his father's muzzle again, that would be a hard fight , not at all imaginary.
Dad left some money for grandma the next day and went back. He took away the roe deer's offal and ribs, but left the meat behind.Ribs these days are not as valuable as later generations. At this time, bones are worthless and not considered a good thing.
Zhang Xingming knew that his father simply wanted him and his brother to eat more meat.
Chapter 18 Kill the New Year Pig
Another few heavy snowfalls, and Niangen will arrive.
Every family kills new year pigs, and the production team also kills pigs and sheep to distribute to the members. Grandpa took the aluminum pot to the production team to get the meat. When Zhang Xingming came back, he saw that the half pot of mutton soup was boiled with white milk, which was meat. Very little.
I know that other people's homes must be more than grandma's, but there is no way.
The pork is the same as other people's, a piece weighing more than four catties, this thing can't be faked, you can only look for it from the fat and thin, and the meat that my grandfather brought back was obviously too thin.
If it was put in 2013, it would definitely be a good piece of meat, but at this time, people are begging for fattened meat to go home and eat oil, and no one wants thin meat.
Zhang Xingming still remembers his father in the previous life who took him to the non-staple food store to buy meat supplies, and took the meat ticket to find someone first, handed him a cigarette, said something nice, and then returned home happily with a big piece of fat.
order?At this time, apart from the pigs I killed, no one else bought that stuff to eat, it was all made into sausages.
After a few more days, it was finally the turn of the grandma's family to butcher the pigs. There was only one pig butcher in the village, and every family had to line up.
Grandma got up early to boil water, and prepared two more packs of cigarettes. At this time, there were no filters for cigarettes. Bridge cards cost five cents a pack, and dark brown cigarette sticks. Yes, at that time there was only one kind of mixed-leaf card for a box of five cents.
There is also a small bag of tea, brought by my father, the jasmine tea distributed in the factory, which is considered a good thing in the countryside.
Before eight o'clock, the pig butcher entered the courtyard with a leather coat over his cotton coat, carrying a pair of leather forks (sackbags with scabbards) on his back, with several knives of various shapes and sizes stuck in it, and a Murderous.
As soon as he entered the yard, the pigs became restless and croaked in circles, while the chickens and ducks also hid far away.
Entering the courtyard gate, the pig butcher wiped his beard and roared: "Pig butcher." The voice was shrill and shrill, and he bowed all around before entering the courtyard and came to the wooden case that had been prepared long ago. forward.
The helper and grandpa went into the pen to catch the pig, and carried it to the case to hold it down. The pig squealed badly.
The pig butcher drew the knife with his right hand, and patted the face of the pig with his left hand, as if he was comforting the pig. With his right hand, he placed the knife on the pig's neck, and then inserted it with a sharp stroke. The speed, angle and strength are really great. The demeanor of a hero.
When the knife was inserted, it had to be stirred, and then as soon as it was drawn, the blood flowed out into the basin placed under the case. Grandma took a stick and kept stirring the dripping blood so that the blood would It will solidify quickly, and it will be good for blood sausage in a while.
The blood flowed into a large pot, and it gradually stopped, and the pig stopped moving. Everyone carried the pig to the hot water, scalded the skin with boiling water and shaved its hair (in some places, the hair was not shaved, but the skin was peeled. Liaodong Fengcheng area is).
After a while, the pig hair was removed, and the pig became white and lying on the chopping board. The pig butcher changed the knife, began to open the abdomen, took out the internal organs and placed them in the basin, then removed the head from the legs, and removed the ribs. Cut the meat into large strips and arrange it, and his task will be completed.
Grandma handed over the cigarettes and tea leaves, and gave two yuan. The pig butcher put away the cigarettes and money, took a look at the tea leaves, and said with a smile: "This is a fun thing, the girl brought it back, right?" ? I got it, call me before catching piglets at the beginning of the year, and I will be there on call."
Bring him a piece of meat as usual, but he didn't ask for anything, just put away the knife and ran to the next house.
Dozens of households slaughtering pigs is really enough for him to keep busy for a while, and he earns a lot of money, plus a piece of meat for a family, he can still get a few pigs back, which is considered a rich life in this day and age, but unfortunately That's it for a year.
Then, when piglets are being caught in the spring, there are piggies (family planning for boars), but that doesn't make a lot of money, only [-] cents for the family.
After the pig butcher was sent away, everyone got to work. The sauerkraut on the stove had already been put into the pot, and the big bones were put in. After the sauerkraut was stewed, put on the blood sausage and white meat (pork belly).
Grandpa tidied up the pig intestines, and someone helped him, wrapped up the washed small intestines and began to fill the blood sausages, added chopped green onion, ginger, starch and salt to the blood, stirred well, poured it into the small intestines with a funnel, tied both ends tightly with thread, and put them in the blood. Cook in boiling water.
When boiling, the water can’t be turned over, you have to keep pouring cold water, and you have to prepare a stick, and use the stick to deflate the bubbling part of the intestine. This way of life requires rich experience, and the blood sausage will explode if you are not careful. It turned into a pot of blood (blood porridge).
Boil the intestines here, cook the meat slices over there (the pork slices should be cooked and sliced before putting them into the sauerkraut). Freezing under the eaves.
The pig's head and pig's feet are taken to the side, and the hair in the folds is carefully ironed with a red-hot iron bar, and the inside and outside are cleaned. This is to be used for offerings, and it must be treated beautifully.
The two rice dry rice is stewed, the white meat here is put into the pot, the blood sausage is also ready, cut into small pieces and put into the pot, the pig vegetables are ready, the garlic is mashed and mixed with soy sauce, the big guys sit on the kang and start eating .
Except for the New Year's Eve dinner, this meal is considered a real good meal in the countryside, and it only happens once a year. Everyone eats with their cheeks off, sweat beading on their foreheads.
It's almost time to eat, grandpa puts the hot wine on the table, you drink it slowly and I drink it slowly, it's almost dark when the wine is good (it's dark around four o'clock in the winter in Northeast China), and everyone gets off the kang to wear Xie went home drunk, and the Nian pig was finished.
After killing the pig, there was another big event a year ago, which was to order tofu.
At that time, eating tofu was not like going to the supermarket to buy it at any time like later generations, and most of them didn't like to eat it.At that time, it was rare to eat tofu once a year, like a festival, and it was only available in winter.
To make tofu, you need to start preparing early. Select the beans first, pick out the shriveled and bad ones, and soak them in a large pot to make the beans fully drink enough water. Generally, you need to soak for two or three days in winter, and you don’t need to soak them in summer. A dozen hours is enough.
After soaking the beans, you have to pull the donkey back and grind them. Slowly grind the beans into raw bean juice, filter them and put them in a bucket. The filter residue can be grinded repeatedly.
Put the ground raw soybean juice in a large pot and boil it. Stir it constantly when it is boiling, otherwise it will stick to the bottom of the pot and the tofu will not be edible.
After boiling and cooking, add brine in proportion and stir, and the cooked soybean juice will start to freeze, which is to form tofu nao.Scoop out the tofu brain, put it on a wooden plate covered with cloth, press it tightly, let it cool down, and the tofu is ready.
The method of dry tofu is the same as that of tofu, except that the tofu brain is thinner at the end of pressing, and the wrapping cloth is stacked with more layers before pressing.
Grandma cooked the pot, and grandpa pressed tofu. Zhang Xingming and his elder brother each served a large bowl of tofu nao, mixed with egg sauce, and sweated profusely while lying on the edge of the kang.
In other words, eating bean curd and fried peanuts has been a battle since ancient times. As long as people are born, they will join in it.
Anyway, Zhang Xingming is a salty party, hardcore, he must add salt when he eats fried peanuts.
It is a big deal to make tofu at home in the countryside. The neighbors come to eat it. Because my grandma’s house is far away from the fort, I didn’t call anyone, so my grandpa cut some tofu and gave it to several families in Nangou. I gave some away, and Zhong Laosi's family came to buy some the next day.
Soybeans in Northeast China are the best soybeans in the world. They have high oil content, and the content of various acids and vegetables are several times, ten times and dozens of times that of others. Because at that time, tofu was made with brine, so it is called One is fragrant, delicious to the heart.
Later, Northeast soybeans became extinct in the country, and only the United States had them, and what we planted were all genetically modified American rb, and the tofu was also replaced with gypsum dots, so we couldn't taste that taste.
In those days, celebrating the New Year in rural areas was really meaningless. Every family was poor and had nothing, but the atmosphere of celebrating the New Year was not there now.
Firecrackers are a must. Grandpa spent a whole day at the commune to buy them. It was more than 20 miles back and forth. The snow was heavy and the walking was slow, and there was no traffic at that time.
One hundred rings of earth red, I bought four hangings, one hanging to worship the heavens in the young year, one hanging to give away the stove at thirty (to send the Stove Lord to heaven to report on work), one hanging to raise his head on the first day of the new year (to welcome the Stove Lord to go home), and one hanging It was just for Zhang Xingming and his brother to play with.
[-] cents and [-] hanging, not every family can put it away, some people only hang [-] hanging stoves at home, children want to put it, don't even think about it.
The elder brother carefully disassembled one hundred small whips and gave thirty to Zhang Xingming. Zhang Xingming laughed and waved them all to the elder brother. He put the elder brother's joy into his pocket carefully, like holding a treasure.
Then grandma cut the red paper she bought, and asked grandpa to take it to the village to ask Mancang's father to write couplets.
Zhang Xingming's uncle is the only teacher in the village. He is in charge of the first to fourth grade courses for all the children in the village. He is the only cultural person in the village. (The grandpa’s grandpa is pronounced normally, and the grandpa’s grandpa and grandpa’s second grandpa is one, with a soft tone)
After writing the pair, take it back and put it away. It will take thirty days before it can be put on the wall.
Then stick window grilles, paste wallpaper and paste New Year pictures, and make sticky bean buns and steamed buns.In the city, deep-fried dough sticks and twists are also used to make fried sticky cakes, which is not so extravagant in the countryside.
The window grilles are all cut by hand. At this time, there is nothing to buy in the countryside. It is all done by hand. A few cents for a pair of window grilles is considered an income.
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