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When lying on the bed, Lin Qian couldn't help but let out a sigh of comfort.

She was still thinking vaguely in her mind that tomorrow night she would bring another ten kilograms of rice from the space to her grandparents, who were still used to eating rice.

A few days ago, Gao Xiaoan went to the clinic in the next village to get back the glass bottles used for hanging needles. He also wanted to send two bottles there. After filling them with hot water, they could be placed under the quilt and used as baby warmers.

In addition, grandpa said that Secretary Wang had sent them food again, this time mainly cornmeal and Chinese cabbage. The food should be enough for this winter.

When I woke up the next day, a thick layer of snow had fallen on the ground.

Although the sun came out in the morning, the temperature was still very low.

There was a kettle on the iron stove that I bought, and orange peels were placed next to it, filling the room with fragrance.

The dumplings and corn mush that the three of them had for breakfast didn't taste as good as freshly made dumplings after being heated, but Maomao still ate them happily.

After dinner, Gao Xiaoan finished cleaning the room, took out his book and started reading.

She borrowed it from the barefoot doctor in the next village. Since Grandma Wang started getting out of bed and walking around the village some time ago, several people have come to see Gao Xiaoan for medical treatment.

Most of the people who came were old people. One was that they believe in traditional Chinese medicine at their age, and the other was that they all thought that Aunt Wang could be cured. Gao Xiaoan's medical skills must be very good. Didn't you see that none of the doctors in the town could do it?

In this regard, Gao Xiao'an had to explain that each doctor has a specialization, and she only treated the patient symptomatically because her elders in the family had similar conditions.

People who come to see a doctor will also bring a few eggs or vegetables from their own garden as medical expenses. If they need to prescribe medication, the cost of the medication will be calculated separately.

Secretary Wang has already asked people to clear out an empty room next to the brigade office, which will be used as an infirmary in the future. He is just waiting for Gao Xiaoan to get his barefoot doctor's certificate back.

While Gao Xiaoan was reading medical books seriously, Lin Qian and Maomao were reading, writing and drawing on the kang, and the three of them did not disturb each other.

Every hour, Lin Qian stopped and took Maomao out to play for an hour. She went outside to build a snowman and stamp out pictures in the pure white snow...

Gao Xiaoan didn't restrain them, nor was he worried that the children wouldn't be able to bear the cold weather.

According to her, children have strong tempers and are better able to adapt to the climate than adults, as long as they are careful not to get their clothes and shoes wet.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Yang Dani came with Zhongsheng's children. Maomao immediately abandoned Lin Qian and went back to the house to play with his little friends.

Aunt Dani came to inform them that the New Year pig would be killed in the village tomorrow. The old man in the village had checked the weather and said that it would be a sunny day tomorrow.

Just in time to kill all the remaining six pigs in the cowshed, otherwise people would have to scrimp on food and clothing in the winter and have nothing to eat, and there would be nothing to feed the pigs.

If the pigs lose weight, they will lose a lot of money, so they might as well kill them all. Anyway, there will be more pigs planted next spring.

According to the current policy, if two qualified mission pigs are handed over, one pig can be kept in the village.

It has always been a custom in Heilingtun that on the day of the pig killing, the whole village does not have to cook at noon, and the village holds a pig killing feast.

Of course, we just use pig blood, pig waste and other leftovers to make a meal.

The place where the pigs are killed is in the grain drying field at the entrance of the village. After the butcher kills the pigs, the freshest pigs are washed directly in the water, put on the chopping board and cut, and the final dishes are made from the pot in no more than three hours.

The place to eat is in the brigade warehouse, and each family brings their own stools and lunch boxes to fetch meals.

Hearing what Aunt Dani said, Lin Qian felt that Heilingtun was quite trendy. Isn't this a modern buffet?

Pour two tablespoons of polenta into the bottom, then choose the dish you like, add more after eating, and continue eating until the food is gone.

After the pigs are killed in the village, each household exchanges work points for the meat.

Lin Qian and the others didn't get any work points, so they didn't go to join in the fun in advance. They didn't like to watch pig killings anyway.

Secretary Wang said before that there will be a lot of meat left over every year, and you can buy it with money. There is no need to pay for the meat sold in the village, just pay for it.

Killing pigs is a big event in the village. When Lin Qian and the other two went to the drying ground, Butcher Zhang, his son and an apprentice were very busy. The treasurer was sitting nearby calculating how much meat each family could exchange for their remaining work points.

There are still dozens of people queuing up to exchange for meat. All six pigs have been disemboweled and put on the table. It is up to the villagers to decide which piece of meat they want.

Seeing Osmanthus waving to her, Lin Qian and Gao Xiaoan said hello and walked over with the frame on their backs.

"Has your meat been replaced?" Lin Qian asked first.

"Absolutely. My family has a lot of laborers. Everyone except me and my niece have full work points, so we are at the front of the queue every year."

After Osmanthus explained, Lin Qian learned that the order of meat distribution in Heilingtun was based on the work points of each household.

Those with more work points can queue up and pick out the best fat meat and pork belly first.

Half an hour later, most of the villagers went home happily carrying the meat.

Lin Qian stepped forward to take a look. There were only a few pieces of pork belly left on the chopping board, but there were quite a lot of lean meat, ribs, keel bones, pig's trotters, and pig heads.

Butcher Zhang, who was chopping bones, saw her coming and immediately greeted her warmly.

He inherited his father's business as a butcher, so his waist and shoulders were strained to varying degrees. Some time ago, he just asked his wife to buy plaster from Gao Xiao'an and put it on.

The effect was probably quite good, because later his wife came over again to buy the plaster and brought half a dried pig's trotter.

Butcher Zhang picked up a piece of pork belly with skin from the chopping board and showed it to Lin Qian. This was one of the few good pieces of meat left on the table.

Everyone loves fat meat these days, so you can refine it into oil! Add some cabbage or leeks to the remaining lard residue to make dumplings, which will be very fragrant.

So what the villagers want most is the white pork suet, and then the fatty pork belly.

The piece of meat that Butcher Zhang had was more lean than fat, so naturally there was leftover.

But Lin Qian didn't care whether there was a lot of fat or not. She just bought the remaining eight pieces of lean pork belly with skin from the villagers.

The treasurer is holding a notebook next to him to keep track of the accounts. The pork belly is 4 cents per catty, which is 12 yuan here.

I also ordered a bunch of ribs and keels, both of which were priced at the same price, 2 cents per pound, which cost 10 yuan.

Spare ribs can be braised or stewed in soup, and the bone marrow in the keel is a good thing, allowing Maomao to eat more.

It’s so cheap, Lin Qian thought to herself, the ribs will be more expensive than pork belly in the future!

After buying so much, Butcher Zhang talked to the finance manager and gave her a pig's head.

After buying so much meat, the villagers who had not left the drying ground all looked over. Lin Qian smiled and said loudly to Butcher Zhang: "Uncle Zhang, can you help me move it to Aunt Dani's house?"

Butcher Zhang put down the butcher knife and waved to the side, "Okay! I'll ask Da Zhuang to send it over for you now!"

The gazes around her slowly dispersed, and Lin Qian's back slowly relaxed.

She didn't say much and followed Zhang Dazhuang to Aunt Dani's house. This was what they had agreed on before. After dividing the meat, they would ask Aunt Dani to help make some bacon.