Back To Qiqi Farming To Raise Children

Su Anying went to feed the dog, while Xu Shiyan took the skin and bone from the pork, chopped it into large pieces and put it away.

A sow weighing 250 to 60 catties went to the store, and there were nearly 200 catties left.

Autumn is the time when wild boars are fattening. The walnuts, scallion seeds, hazelnuts, jujubes, etc. in the mountains are full of food, so don’t you save a belly of fat for the winter?

It's good now, everything falls to Xu Shiyan's place.

Xu Shiyan cut off all the sacs under the pig's belly and piled them up in a porcelain basin.

In this day and age, what people love most is fat meat, and these are good things.

Daughter-in-law, after a while you will cut up and refine these sacs and fat.

Xu Shiyan just finished dividing the meat here, and Su Anying also came back after feeding the dog, Xu Shiyan pointed to the fat in the basin and said.

Let's keep a portion for the waist and the back, and let the second elder brother or the fifth son go to work on the mountain later, and let them take some back home.

As Xu Shiyan said, he put the meat back together, put it in a basin and put it in a cool place.

With so much meat, how could the couple finish it all?

At this time, the snow has not yet fallen and frozen. Although the temperature is quite low, the meat cannot be preserved for too long.

There are still several months before the slaughter of pigs during the Chinese New Year. Who doesn't feel uncomfortable?

Wild boar meat is also meat. Now that I have met it, I can’t enjoy it alone. I always give some to my family.

Su Anying didn't care what Xu Shiyan arranged.

Those who have obtained good things should be filial to the elderly, this is their duty.

No matter how unreasonable Xu Chenghou was, he was still an elder, and the couple had to do what they had to do.

So, Su Anying took the knife, and started to cut the meat quickly, cutting all the fat into pieces that were as big as it was.

After cutting, fire at the bottom of the pot, add half a scoop of water to the pot, then pour the fat into the pot, and put a little salt.

As the temperature of the bottom of the pot rises, the fat in the pot is also cooked.

When the water in the pot is almost evaporated, no more firewood is added to the bottom of the pot, and the fire is slowly boiled like this.

The original fat gradually turned golden yellow, and there was a layer of clear oil on the bottom of the pot, and a smell of burnt smell also came out, which made people snicker.

Su Anying pushed the fat all around with a spoon, and then scooped out the oil one spoon at a time.

The surrounding fat continued to ooze oil and made a sizzling sound, which sounded very pleasant.

Local people call tube plate oil or the substance left after fat refining, called Youzila, because it makes such a sound during the refining process.

With the continuous precipitation of oil, the oil becomes smaller and smaller, and finally becomes crispy and fragrant.

Su Anying took a shovel and squeezed the oil hard, making sure that the oil content was almost controlled, and then quickly poured the oil into a small basin.

After all, it is a wild boar, and it is incomparable with domestic pigs. The fat of this wild boar is finally refined into a small jar of oil, and there is a small pot of oil.

The oil was smelted in the pot, and the oil was so bright that Su Anying couldn't bear to wash the pot directly.

So I quickly peeled some potatoes, cut a few slices of meat, stewed it in a pot, and pasted pancakes on the side of the pot.

After finishing all this work, it was already almost seven o'clock.

Before the couple had eaten, they heard a commotion outside. Needless to say, he must have come up the mountain to work.

Third brother, third brother, what are you doing and haven't left the house yet? Could it be that you are still sleeping with your wife in your arms?

How can young people have so many taboos? A few young men who got along well with Xu Shiyan came to Xiaofang carrying things, chatting and laughing.

Xu Shiyan pushed the door and came out, Shut up, don't talk nonsense, your sister-in-law is thin-skinned, she has annoyed her, be careful not to serve you hot meals at noon.

As soon as the door was opened, the aroma in the kitchen wafted straight out, Yang Chunming, Zhao Jianshe and the others snuffed their noses twice.

Third brother, what delicious food do you two cook? Why do I smell like meat?

Oh, you two are living a good life, and there is still meat to eat on the mountain.

Zhao Jianshe was younger and had an out-of-the-ordinary temperament and liked to joke, so he asked loudly at this time.

Xu Shiyan glared at Zhao Jianshe, You have such a loud voice, isn't it uncomfortable not to shout?

They are all very good brothers, and they don't need to worry too much about speaking.

Last night, a wild boar ran into the ground gun I installed, and by coincidence, it hit the eye.

This morning, when I was pulling a wild boar, I realized that one eye of the wild boar had been beaten blind.

The one with the black lights hurt his eyes again, and the one who ran around fell into the trap. I went and dragged it out this morning. Xu Shiyan explained a few words casually.

When you go home in the afternoon, don't forget to come and pick up a piece of meat, and go back to let the family satisfy their hunger.

There is a saying that mountain wealth cannot be enjoyed exclusively, not to mention brothers who get along so well, there is always some good things to score.

Zhao Jianshe was overjoyed when he heard that, Third Brother, aren't you too good? You only came to the mountain for a day, and you just got a wild boar?

When I was happy, I couldn't control my voice again.

Yes, you can just shout and wait to call others over. I don't care if someone snatches your meat.

Good things are given to everyone, and friends don't feel bad when they take them away. Xu Shiyan is not so generous if it is replaced by others.

Hearing this, Zhao Jianshe shrank his shoulders, raised his hand and scratched his head, laughing nonchalantly.

I was wrong, third brother, I was wrong, but don't give the meat to others.

It's not easy to eat meat once a month this year. Even if the family raises pigs, they have to kill them during the Chinese New Year.

And if you kill it, you have to sell half of it to the supply and marketing cooperative, and the rest can be eaten by yourself.

Even this half pig can't be eaten open, it has to be kept for the Chinese New Year to entertain guests, and some of it has to be marinated or dried to eat slowly.

Seeing that bit of meat all year round, who wouldn't be greedy? Zhao Jianshe was afraid that Xu Shiyan really gave the meat to others, so he hurriedly begged for mercy.

Xu Shiyan was just trying to scare Zhao Jianshe. If there were no others, he had to send some to the Zhao family.

Why didn't you see our second and fifth children? What did they do, didn't they come to the mountain today?

Xu Shiyan glanced outside a few times, but he didn't see Xu Shian and Xu Shixiang, so he couldn't help being curious.

Oh, Second Brother Xu is doing other work today. Your fifth son is going to sign up for the college entrance examination. He said he is studying at home, so he won't come. Yang Chunming spoke over there.

Aunt Xu asked us to bring these up, saying that she was afraid that you would have nothing to eat on the mountain.

Yang Chunming pointed to the two bags on the ground, which contained cabbage, radishes, potatoes and pumpkins.

It was precisely because Zhou Guilan asked them to bring these dishes that they didn't go to work directly, but went straight to the small room.

Third brother, let's go to work first.

It is said that the weather may change recently, and the captain said that it is necessary to hurry up and plant a stick, so as not to snow or freeze.

There was still a lot of work to be done in Shendi, and Yang Chunming and Zhao Jianshe didn't have time to stay for long. After a few words, they hurried to work.

The two of Yang Chunming left, Xu Shiyan moved the vegetables brought by the family to the warehouse, then turned around and went back to the house to have breakfast with Su Anying.

Stewed potatoes with oily slices of meat, pancakes with salty and oily water, and a piece of fragrant and crispy oil. There is no one in these days.

As for eating something so oily early in the morning, is it good? Who cares, as long as there is something to eat, what do you care about?

Oil residue, oil shuttle, oil stains, I don’t know what you call them.