You are unlucky and I am tough

A dozen young and middle-aged men went up the mountain. Many people in the village couldn't sleep and gathered in the yard of the village head's house waiting for news.

Cheng Shuang was still uneasy even after falling asleep. She slept for more than an hour and then got up and went out again. She was a little worried that something really might happen. She knew medical skills and could help, so she went to the headman's house to wait.

She sat on a small bench in the corner and dozed off until after two in the morning, when the person guarding the foot of the mountain finally ran back to report that everyone had returned.

A group of villagers went out to welcome him. When they saw that Tie Niu had been found, they all breathed a sigh of relief as no one was missing from the mountain.

Not only were the people found, but the two people at the back were also carrying a wild boar.

Li rushed forward, hugged her son and started crying, then scolded him for running around.

Wei Qinglang went up to the village head and told him that the man had been found in the old woods. Upon hearing this, Cheng, the village head, frowned and scolded him, "Tie Niu, you ran around and even ran into the old woods. Do you know how much trouble you've caused the villagers? Your brother Qinglang was busy all day and had to lead people into the old woods to look for you. The villagers were also kept awake most of the night because of you. You're not a child anymore. Can you be more sensible?"

Cheng Tieniu already knew Hu Chunhua was alive on the way down the mountain. He lowered his head and sobbed, "Grandpa, I know I was wrong."

Mrs. Li was now well behaved and thanked the villagers who had come up the mountain to help look for people. Then the couple carried their son back home to see Doctor Wang to see his leg.

Finally, everyone's attention fell on the wild boar. Cheng Lizheng asked, "Why is there another wild boar?"

"Qing Lang beat him." Cheng Zhengyi said.

The villagers were shocked. It was incredible that they could catch a wild boar in the mountains at night.

Cheng Shuang in the crowd looked at Wei Qinglang, and her eyes seemed to say, "Awesome, you go up the mountain to find someone and kill a wild boar at the same time. Aren't you afraid of being suspected?"

Wei Qinglang met her gaze and coughed, "It's not really me who shot it. It was already seriously injured, and I just shot another arrow at it. The villagers carried it back all the way."

He turned to look at the village head and said, "Grandpa, my suggestion is that we give this wild boar to the villagers who go up the mountain tonight. What do you think?"

Cheng Lizheng nodded in agreement and looked at the dozen or so people heading up the mountain. "Everyone has worked hard tonight. Divide the wild boar meat among you. The pig's head, pig bones, and pig offal will be distributed to each family of the villagers who are waiting for news.

Other families can’t do that, there’s only so much meat they can have.”

Some villagers immediately smiled. They didn't expect that they could get some meat just for joining in the fun, or take some pig offal back to satisfy their hunger.

They got to work right away. A group of people carried the wild boar to the village headman's house, lit torches in the yard and started working.

The wild boar had rough skin and thick meat. They first roasted it over fire and then scalded it with boiling water. Seven or eight people worked together and quickly removed all the wild boar meat. It weighed about 105 kilograms.

When distributing the meat, everyone agreed that since the wild boar was killed by Wei Qinglang, he should get more. In the end, 25 kilograms of meat were given to their family, and the remaining 80 kilograms were divided among the 15 people who went up the mountain, with each person getting more than 5 kilograms.

The rest of the pig heads, pig offal and pig bones were distributed to other villagers, and more than ten households each received more than one kilogram.

After the distribution, Cheng Shuang discovered that the villagers only took the pig hearts, livers, lungs, and kidneys. No one wanted the pig stomachs.

In the past, her grandmother liked to braise meat and pig intestines for them, and she knew how to make them.

After the villagers gradually dispersed, she asked for these things.

Cheng Lizheng asked curiously, "No one usually eats these. They are too troublesome to handle and they still have a smell after cooking. What is Shuang going to do when she goes back?"

Cheng Shuang smiled and said, "The last time I went to the county town, I heard that these are very delicious after being processed. I will take them back to try, and then bring them to the village head grandfather to taste."

Cheng Lizheng nodded, and seeing that she really wanted it, he didn't ask any more questions.

It was almost dawn when they finished dividing the meat, and Cheng Shuang and Wei Qinglang carried the things home.

When they returned home, Cheng Lishuang saw that Wei Qinglang was so tired that his eyes were a little dazed, so she urged him to rest.

"You should have a good sleep. I won't be going to the county town today. Nanxing and I will keep an eye on the house construction."

Wei Qinglang was indeed almost exhausted and had no energy to care about anything else for the time being. He nodded, washed his face and lay down on the bed.

Cheng Shuang didn't sleep much that night, but she was in good spirits. She took the wild boar meat to the kitchen and bought a bag of salt from the mall to apply on it to prevent the meat from spoiling in the hot weather.

Then I bought a braised food recipe book and read how to prepare the pig offal. I put the ingredients into a wooden basin while it was still light and there were few people around, and took it to the stream outside to wash it.

First, wash it with running stream water, then buy a pair of rubber gloves, flour and white vinegar from the mall, turn the large intestine over and rub it repeatedly, add flour and rub it for a few minutes, then rinse it clean and add white vinegar.

After cleaning thoroughly, it was already dawn. Cheng Shuang returned to the kitchen with a wooden basin and found that Cheng Pan had already gotten up and was looking at a large basin of wild boar meat on the table.

"Sister, why do we have so much meat at home?" Cheng Pan asked in surprise when he saw Cheng Shuang coming in.

Cheng Shuang told Cheng Pan about how the villagers successfully found Tie Niu last night and how they divided the wild boar meat. Cheng Pan nodded and started helping to make a fire.

After the water in the pot boiled, Cheng Shuang poured the whole pot of pig offal into it and blanched it, then took it out after it was cooked.

Then I told Cheng Pan to spread these things on a bamboo plate and take them out to dry in the sun after the sun came out.

To braise these things, you need to prepare spices, which she definitely doesn't have at home, and she can't buy them directly from the mall. She can only dry them in the sun for a day to prevent them from spoiling, and then go to the county town tomorrow to bring back the spices for braising.

If there are no spices for sale in the county town, she will buy them in the system mall.

After giving the instructions, Cheng Shuang went back to her room to catch up on some sleep. Wei Qinglang was sleeping soundly, with the quilt kicked aside.

She went over and pulled a corner of the quilt over his stomach, then climbed onto her side of the bed.

“Ga ga ga ga…”

I don’t know how long I slept, but Cheng Shuang was woken up by the quacking of ducks. I glanced at the person opposite me who was still sleeping, so I got up.

Wei Nanxing had already gone to the bamboo mountain after breakfast in the morning, and Cheng Pan also went out to cut grass to feed the donkey. There was a bamboo plate on the stool at the door of the main hall, on which the pig offal was drying.

The three little ones were practicing calligraphy in the main room. They didn’t have class last night, so they were practicing what they had learned the previous two days.

Cheng Shuang stood outside the main hall door, yawning and looking inside. "You three can write later. First, drive the ducks outside so they don't disturb your brother-in-law's sleep."

When the three heard this, they took action immediately, released the ducks that were full and kept quacking, and drove them out.

The yard finally quieted down, but Cheng Shuang did not continue to sleep. After washing up, she took a pancake from the pot and ate it, then went to Zhushan to supervise the work.

The people working at the bamboo mountain arrived at dawn and carried out the work in an orderly manner according to yesterday's division of labor. All the bamboo could be transported down by the morning. Several people in charge of measuring the length and sawing the bamboo were busy.

Cheng Shuang looked at the progress. Because they hired a lot of people, the foundation of the house was laid yesterday. A layer of bamboo was laid on the ground. They just had to wait for the wood to be delivered and then nail a layer of wooden boards to form the floor.

Cheng Daming was the leader of all the workers. He was currently teaching several young men from the village how to connect two bamboos with mortise and tenon joints. When he saw Cheng Shuang coming, he greeted her.

Cheng Shuang didn't go over to disturb him. She found a stone and sat down beside him to watch.

More than a dozen young men worked together, and the situation was different every moment.

After just over an hour, the frame structure of the house was completed. The five rooms plus the main hall, kitchen and bathroom covered an area of ​​more than two mu, and the yard outside covered an area of ​​more than three mu.

The chicken and duck sheds and the donkey are placed outside the yard so that the house will not smell.

Cheng Shuang went over and tried to push it, and found it was quite sturdy. Several craftsmen from Lijia Village came over and said that it was guaranteed to be habitable for decades after it was built.