After traveling through time, she happily became the group's favorite

As people watched the scarlet pig blood slowly flow out of the slaughtered pig.

After the last drop of pig blood had completely drained out, the uncles who were responsible for placing basins to collect the blood skillfully and quickly carried the basins filled with pig blood away from the slaughterhouse.

They walked cautiously, as if what they held in their hands was not an ordinary basin of pig blood, but an inestimably precious treasure.

These old men walked with steady steps and soon came to a safe area - a corner away from the activity area of ​​​​the children who were running and playing happily.

Here, no matter how naughty the children are or how they run around, they cannot touch this half basin of pig blood that still exudes warm air and a strong fishy smell.

The uncles gently put down the basins, then stood up, turned around and shouted to the aunts and aunties who were busy preparing meals in the kitchen not far away:

"You've got to watch this basin of pig's blood carefully! Don't let those little kids running around the yard knock it over!"

After saying this, the old men smiled amiably, nodded to each other in understanding, and then turned happily back to where they had originally stood.

At this time, the young men who had just helped to complete the pig slaughtering work and followed Anzhu (probably an experienced butcher) to work stopped what they were doing.

Some young men swung their arms, which had become sore and swollen from prolonged exertion.

Some gently massaged their elbows, which were in unbearable pain from falling to the ground accidentally.

What's more, when no one is paying attention, he would quietly reach out and knead his buttocks which were sore from where he accidentally sat down.

There were also some young men who calmly touched their waists, which were aching slightly after being accidentally twisted while massaging the pigs.

After completing this series of small actions, these young and strong men took a deep breath, adjusted their state, and then plunged into the next more difficult task - turning on the boiling hot water and starting to scald the pig hair.

Among the others, several of them walked quickly towards the sickle storage area in the corner of the warehouse.

They skillfully opened the cabinet door and picked out several sharp sickles.

The blades of these sickles flashed with cold light, as if they couldn't wait to get started on the next task.

Afterwards, these men returned with sickles to the group of young men who were waiting for their tools.

They handed the sickle over carefully, while reminding them to be careful.

The young men who took the sickles showed excitement and a little nervousness on their faces.

They gripped the sickle handles tightly, feeling the heavy weight and potential danger.

However, facing the fat pig that needed to be dealt with, they had no intention of backing down.

One of the young men took the lead, bending down, gently placing the back of the sickle against the pig's body, and then carefully began to scrape the pig's hair. The others followed suit, and for a while, the sound of "swish" was endless.

During the process of shaving the pig hair, each young man was fully focused and cautious.

They are well aware of how sharp the front of the sickle is, and if they are not careful, they can easily hurt themselves.

Therefore, they always remain highly vigilant and control the strength and angle of their hands.

At the same time, these guys also showed an almost crazy energy.

They scraped the pig's back vigorously, not leaving out any remaining hair.

The pig hair that has been scalded in boiling water becomes relatively soft and easier to scrape off, but even so, it is not easy to shave the entire pig cleanly and baldly.

As time passed, sweat began to seep out of the boys' foreheads, but the movements of their hands did not slow down at all.

Finally, when the last pig hair was successfully shaved off, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The pig, which was originally covered with thick hair, has now become smooth and shiny, as if it were newly born.

After completing the arduous task of scraping the pig hair, it was the experienced butcher's turn.

He directed everyone to lift up the plucked pig and work together to hang it on a pre-prepared rack.

After confirming that the ropes and hooks on the rack were firmly fixed to the pig's body, the butcher took a deep breath and officially began the process of gutting the pig.

The butcher was holding a sharp long knife and skillfully cutting a hole in the pig's belly.

Then, he skillfully peeled the pig skin to both sides along the incision, revealing the internal organs inside.

A strong smell of blood suddenly filled the air, but the butcher was already accustomed to it.

He methodically took out the pig's heart, liver, lungs and other internal organs one by one and placed them in a basin beside him.

These fresh offal will become the main ingredients on today's pig-killing dinner table, bringing people delicious dishes.

At this moment, the butcher took out the things in the stomach and put them into a large basin, and asked another person to clean it. After cleaning it, he took it to the aunts and aunties who were responsible for cooking to make today's pig-killing meal.

The reason why we use the internal organs in the pig's stomach to make the pig-killing meal is because those internal organs are difficult to divide. If you use centimeters to divide those small things, it will not be very fair no matter how you divide them.

So after slaughtering the pig every year, the team leader and a group of cadres would discuss and agree that since everyone had been busy all year, they should be rewarded well. So they would make a pig-killing meal with the internal organs that were difficult to divide, so that everyone could enjoy the fun together.

But none of this is the butcher's business. He is only responsible for taking out the internal organs and handing them to others.

After cleaning out everything in the pig's stomach, he rinsed the pig inside and out with water and then put the pig down from the rack.

Place the pig head on the chopping board and cut the pork into two halves vertically. After separation, two identical pieces of pork will be placed on the chopping board.

At this moment, the brigade secretary or team leader and other cadres will stand beside the butcher and let the head of the family come forward to receive the pork according to the corresponding work points of each family.

The pork is further divided into different parts and sizes.

At this time, after the village cadres have compiled everyone's work performance and work points for the year, those who have more work points or who work actively and do not slack off will naturally get bigger pieces of pork and a better portion of pork.

However, people with few work points or those who only do their own work and are not active in their work and are always lazy and slacking off can only get a very small portion of pork and meat from the not-so-good parts.

In this way, everyone took the pork that was earned in exchange for their labor, and some happily took the pork back to their homes and hung it up.

Prepare to nourish the family members the next day, or make it into bacon and eat it on New Year's Day.

Some people were dejected, looking at the small piece of pork in their hands and the large amount of meat in other people's hands, and made up their minds secretly.

Next year I must not be as lazy as I was this year. I have to work hard and seriously for that big piece of pork!

When the distribution of pork was in full swing, the aunts and grandmas who had obtained the pig's internal organs and cut up the pork, and the remaining scraps began to stew today's pig-killing meal.

Of course, not everyone will eat the pig-killing meal in the open space that everyone has cleared.

Some people who are afraid of the cold or those who don’t like crowds will take the meat back home, take a bowl to fill it with their own pig-killing meal and eat it at home.

Similarly, some people are not afraid of the cold, and those who love the hustle and bustle will take their bowls to the cleared open space and happily eat the hot pig-killing meal with others.

At this moment, when everything had calmed down, everyone in the Youth League took out their own bowls from their own Youth League.

Looking at the pig-killing dishes that the team leader and others put into their bowls, most of the dishes were actually radishes and cabbages brought by each family, and there were only a few pieces of real meat.

Although the stewed soup was particularly sweet, in the eyes of the people in the Youth League who were used to eating good food.

These few scattered pieces of pork liver or other meat are not so fragrant when stewed in this big pot with less salt, more soup and less meat.

But they looked at the large group of people, whether they were children, adults, or the elderly, all of them were happily holding their own bowls.

As he ate the pig-killing dish in his bowl, the smile on his face was so brilliant, and the light in his eyes was so bright.

This made them forget the real taste of the pig-killing meal, and they just enjoyed this memory that belonged only to them, eating the pig-killing dish that belonged to them.

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Hahaha, I finally arrived at my hometown, back to the rural area of ​​Yunnan. Maybe the next updates will return to normal!

First of all, I don’t think the part about killing pigs that I wrote is bloody. We are all human beings and we all have to eat meat. Don’t be a saint and say that I wrote about killing pigs. Unless you stop eating meat, all kinds of meat!

Secondly, I haven't updated the novel much since I got on the train. Yesterday, after I arrived in Zhaotong and went out to party with friends, I hurriedly wrote a chapter and didn't look at the data or anything, so I'm just starting now. Thank you to all the cute people who sent me gifts.

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