Seventy Little Heads

Recently, the village has something to say again, that is, the dolls in the village, oh no, Li Kai and Wang Xuan got the first place in the exam, you must know that the entire commune primary school, that is, even the children of the staff members who eat state food in the commune are punished by dogs. The two are compared.This is so capable, they can't tell the difference between the first grade and the senior grade, they only know that the children in their own village, the mud-legged sons who dug food from the soil, have grown a head to learn cultural knowledge.

Damn, his father, Li Sizheng, doesn't even know his own name, so he gave birth to a child who can learn.Goudan's name is Li Kai. After going to school, the teacher thought it was too ugly to call him Goudan, so he directly chose a corresponding character Kai after Wang Xuan's name, and only then did he get a decent name.

For such a person, the other's son is better than his own son, and if he can take the first place in the exam, the parents will feel aggrieved.Although scholars are worthless now, who doesn't envy those who can read?Otherwise, why don't you be illiterate if you have to graduate from high school to recruit workers in the city?

It's like a dog egg, I can't think of it.

But when they were chatting, everyone said that after all, studying was too far away from them, and the children went to school for a walk, but in the end they returned to the village to continue the way of their ancestors.Farming is the closest place to them.

Because of this mentality, Goudan and Wang Xuan, who can read, also became the sons of someone else.

Goudan and Wang Xuan tried their best to prepare a lot of food before winter.

Regardless of whether there is money or not, whether there is enough food or not, God will not stay for anyone, and the weather is getting colder and colder.

Goudan and Wang Xuan prepared a lot of firewood, but most of them were small twigs. Without burning them, Li Si still spent two days dragging a lot of dead stumps and roots.

And because the roof is really dilapidated, I applied for enough straw from the team to replace the dried pieces of roof grass.Those rotten beams took the opportunity to replace them, and they felt that a pillar was also supported where they should be supported.

The weather was completely cold, and Goudan finally put on the interlayer winter coat tested by Wang Xuan.Two of these priceless furs were selected pickily.Wang Xuan thought that he only chose the "bad" color.It turned out that ordinary scissors couldn't cut it, and finally I took a pair of black scissors from Goudan to cut it open, and used the needle and thread inside to sew it on.

After the first snowfall, Goudan happily turned it out to wear, and it turned out to be warm.It means that the upper body is warm, but the lower body is cold. Wearing those sandals with pinched feet, when the cold wind blows, yes, it hurts like being cut by a knife.Goudan looked up at the sky, you thief God!

After stomping his feet, he hurried back to the house, and Wang Xuan asked, "How is it? Is it warm?"

Goudan nodded, "It's the cold swish below the butt."

"...I don't know how to make pants, which is more difficult than adding layers to the front and back of the clothes."

This is disregarding the past and lack of experience.When Wang Xuan looked at Goudan like that, he was secretly happy. It's rare for Goudan to look like he's devastated and has nothing to say.

The ground froze all of a sudden, and even if people in the village wanted to move, it was extremely difficult. Like two years ago, everyone was still burning fire and digging soil on the frozen ground. Facts have proved that doing so is useless, not doing much work, and sick a large piece.

I didn't have any warm clothes, so working outside in the freezing cold would kill me?Didn't it say that the social |country is everyone's country?Why is it forcing people to work in the cold weather?

Although human power is infinite, human beings are sometimes fragile. How many people will die after a remarkable project is completed?

Li Sixiu entered the door with his hands shrunk, his shoulders slumped, and the cold wind rushed in, making people startled.Goudan didn't even look up, "Going out to work again?"

"It hasn't been decided yet, I'm waiting for the notice." Li Si hurriedly stretched his hand to the fire. It was freezing cold outside, but the house was still warm despite the tinkering.

Goudan hugged the big boy who had grown up a lot, and stroked his fur every now and then. Li Si looked at his toothache. It was just a dog, and his life was more comfortable than that of a human.That kid Wang Xuan also made suits out of old clothes and them, and there was a lot of dry straw in the kennel, really.

Apart from eating plain rice, they barked at some point in the middle of the night, which frightened people, so the two children were still unwilling to let them build a nest outside.

Remembering that he had been sleeping with the dog on the kang before, Li Si even had a headache. Building a nest for the dog in the house was the result of the children's compromise, otherwise he would have fallen asleep on the kang.People don't even have enough quilts to cover them, so give half to the dogs?What a good thing to think about.

"Tomorrow the pig will be slaughtered." After handing in the task, the pigs thought they would get a little more meat this year, but who knew that the food would not be paid enough. The village chief felt that they couldn't stop people from living for the sake of paying the public food, so pay less if you pay less.It's a big deal to be scolded once, and you will have a thick skin when you are old.

However, if this pig is handed over, one more pig will be added, and the rest in the village will be divided. It is good for every family to smell meat.

At the thought of eating meat, all the elders in the house can't wait. It's not only children who are greedy for meat, adults are the same. It's so rare to eat pork once a year.

"Fat meat is the rarest thing. Thin meat doesn't taste as good as fat." Butcher Zhang cuts the meat very skillfully. As for how to divide it, there are rules. In short, each family must ensure that each family can share good meat and inferior meat.

For the villagers, what meat is not meat?Even a piece of pork liver is a rare good meat.But if you can choose, who doesn't want to choose fatty meat?

Not to mention that fatty meat is delicious, it can be refined, and the oil for cooking will depend on it. Every time you pick it up with chopsticks, put it in the pot and brush it, at least it won't rust, right?

The oil residue can satisfy the gluttony, how good it is, one meat and two meals.

"Uncle Zhang, give me some good meat."

"Then which piece do you want? It's agreed that Uncle Zhang will cut it for you." Butcher Zhang said cheerfully to Goudan, it seems that he likes Goudan to be so close.

"Uncle, you can figure it out." Goudan smiled, I just trust you, you will not refuse to give good meat.

Butcher Zhang let out a hey in his heart, the kid in front of him was quite up to his liking. When he was young, he followed his father around ten miles and eight towns, killing pigs and sheep for weddings and funerals, and earning other extra money by the way.He is considered a knowledgeable person. Now that he is older, this society does not allow him to run private jobs for profit, but judging from his experience over the years, children like Goudan will be able to live better in the future.

As for the son of Li Si's family, he knew about the fur doll who had been in a panic for two days and one night because of his disappearance. He looked at other people's dolls at most just to watch the fun, fighting over a pig piss bubble.Only the kid in front of him is not thinking about that at all.

Moreover, because of his background as a butcher, he has a ferocious face, so many children have been scared to tears, and even ordinary adults dare not mess with him.But this kid named Goudan doesn't frighten him, why doesn't this interest him?

"That's fine, you're the only one with vision, they're always worried that my old Zhang will be cut off."

Zhang butcher was very steady, and he cut all the fat and lean meat with bones, skin, and meat. Not to mention the accuracy, each piece seemed to be measured.Put it on the scale, basically no difference.

However, the amount is the same, but the parts where the meat is located are still different. For the sake of fairness, they may take a little bit of each other.But in this way, some people still talked, so they simply let Zhang Butcher divide them in advance, and everyone chose with their eyes closed.Anyway, there is not much difference in the final amount, it’s just luck that there is more fat.

Goudan added the meat he got and the two pieces of pig's blood he got, and stuffed the pot with the meat to Wang Xuan. The pot was quite big, the kind of clay pot, thick and heavy.

Wang Xuan also continued steadily, he knew that Brother Goudan didn't want to go home so early, since he wanted to see it, then let him go.I am still a rare meat in the pot.

Goudan followed him, butcher Zhang told him, pigs and sheep, what to do with them, what to pay attention to, what to do first, and what to do next. Goudan listened carefully to what he said in detail.

Someone saw it and said that Zhang Tuhu's work is also a skill, and many people are willing to follow it to gain knowledge, but since it is a craft, people who know it also have a temper, and it's okay if he doesn't want to teach others.How can he teach a child casually now? Does he know that Goudan will take the exam?

Otherwise, how to explain Zhang Tuhu's behavior?

Goudan didn't care about technology or anything, he was simply interested, and saw Zhang Butcher dismembering a whole pig with ease.What if you switch to a hand-blind person?It's getting out of shape.

There are many good knives and swords in his "treasures". According to the meaning of the temple master, they are his trophies and collections.According to Goudan's understanding, this is robbing and stealing sheep.There are also works that the viewer is satisfied with.

Look at a butcher with a knife. Wherever his hand passes, the bones fall off.It's as if the knife is part of his hand, very freewheeling.

Goudan's eyes sparkled, and if he was a later generation, people would definitely shout - cool!

With such an expression, Zhang Tuhu couldn't help but look sideways. What kind of kid is this?

Facing this bloody scene, he was not afraid at all, and would ask questions from time to time.

By the time he returned home, Wang Xuan had already poured the oil made from the fat into the oil tank for storage.The bones are boiled on the stove, and the lean meat is marinated with coarse salt. It is not afraid of the smell in cold weather.

The dog egg was so cold that his mind was a little dazed, and he felt the coldness under the tip of his nose.He wanted to lean into the fire to roast, but was stopped by Wang Xuan. "Brother Goudan, you have to rub it first, don't come in from the outside, and roast it in the fire all at once."