Striving in the sixties started from Tu Hop Vien

"Bloodletting. Yang Qinggang handed the pistol in his hand to his cousin.

"Alas. Sun Dawei hurriedly greeted him and took the pistol handed over by his cousin.

I saw Sun Dawei walk up to the wild boar and slash twice on the wild boar's neck with a spear, but he didn't get the knife down.

"Bloodletting!" Yang Qinggang sat on the ground and shouted at Sun Dawei.

Sun Dawei twisted his eyebrows, turned his head very aggrievedly and said: "Brother, I am a farmer now, and I was a teacher before, and you asked me to bleed pigs, which is not within my ability!" "

Brother, why don't you come."

Yang Qinggang glared at him and said, "You won't, I will?" I'm not a butcher.

"Let's get it down the mountain later." Yang Qinggang was also a little helpless.

The two sat on the ground and smoked two cigarettes, rested for a while, and buried the cigarette butts in the soil to prevent a wildfire.

"Phew, let's go!" Yang Qinggang spat at his hands and rubbed his hands together.

The two tied the four hooves of the wild boar with vines, and used the pole of the spear as a flat burden, and one carried the head down the mountain.

It took twice as long to walk up the mountain to the edge of the charcoal factory.

"Wow! Dawei hit a wild boar! Awesome!" The old and young masters who were enjoying the shade at the edge of the village immediately surrounded them.

"I was lucky and almost died. Yang Qinggang and Sun Dawei put down the wild boar and scattered smoke to the people in the village.

"David, go home and push my bike over and pull the pig back.

"Awesome!

" "Just two people can hunt wild boars...... "

Let's go, let's go to the mountains and have a look."

In the midst of everyone's discussions, the two finally pulled the wild boar home.

When the two of them carried the wild boar into the door, Sun Hongsheng was taking an enamel jar and scooping cold water to drink.

"Bang...... Clang...... Bell ...... "The enamel jar in Sun Hongsheng's hand was not held steady, and fell directly to the ground, looking at the wild boar, his eyes were straight.

"You're too bold!" Sun Hongsheng rebuked angrily.

"What's wrong?" the aunt, who was cutting cabbage in the back room, hurriedly threw down the kitchen knife and ran out.

"You guys can really do it!" Sun Hongsheng said through gritted teeth as he walked towards the firewood stack next to him.

Yang Qinggang was so clever that he took a step back, "What, I'll go to the toilet first."

Sun Dawei was still in that beauty, raised his head and said: "Dad, look at your son, such a big pig, my brother and I will kill it!"

Sun Hongsheng held a firewood stick and walked towards Sun Dawei.

Sun Dawei also saw that the situation was not good, and said while retreating: "Dad, what are you doing, don't come here

!" Yang Qinggang's aunt was standing there, and instead of stopping it, she said viciously: "Beat me! Hit hard!"

When Yang Qing came back from going to the toilet, he saw the red slap marks on his cousin's face and the red marks on his arms.

Yang Qinggang looked at his uncle cautiously.

Sun Hongsheng's face sank like water, carrying the stick that had just beaten Sun Dawei, and slowly walked towards Sun Qinggang.

"Uncle, I was wrong, I was wrong.

Yang Qinggang hurriedly confessed, this was his own maternal uncle, and he was beaten in vain.

Sun Hongsheng looked at his nephew's face that looked like his eldest sister, and finally put down his hand holding the stick.

Yang Qinggang was rejoicing that he had escaped the catastrophe when he saw his aunt trotting towards him.

"Qinggang! If something happens to you, how can your uncle and I explain it to your mother in a hundred years!" "

My aunt cried and slapped Yang Qinggang's arm with her hand.

"I was wrong, I was wrong aunt. You hit me!" Yang

Qinggang had a rogue expression that looked at death as if he were at home, and he couldn't help but laugh at his aunt who was crying.

"Why don't you let the blood go quickly, the blood may have coagulated now, and if you put it down, it is estimated that the meat will not be able to be eaten."

Yang Qinggang dodged a few more beatings and said cautiously to his uncle.

When Sun Hongsheng heard this, he went out and called the butcher in the village.

In the end, professional people do professional things, Yang Qinggang and Sun Dawei didn't even know how to release the blood for a long time, and it took half an hour after the butcher came over to solve the whole pig.

In the end, the butcher was not allowed to work in vain, and the water and the pig's tail and trotters all belonged to him.

"Mom, I want to eat meat, I haven't eaten meat in a long time.

Sun Xiao looked at the pile of pork in the courtyard with red eyes.

Compared with his son, Yang Qinggang's uncle and aunt are much more gentle to their daughter.

"Stew now, you can still eat meat before Brother Qinggang leaves. Aunt said and rolled her eyes at Yang Qinggang.

Yang Qinggang laughed curtly.

Yang Qinggang and his cousins surrounded a large cauldron at home, looking at the pot "grunting...... The "tumbling meat" is constantly tumbling, and the three people are also constantly "cooing...... grunted" and swallowed.

The thick aroma of meat continues to emanate from the pot.

"Mom, is this meat stewed?"

From the time the meat was just out of the pot to now, Sun Dawei had asked at least ten times.

My aunt took a chopstick and stuck it in the pork.

"It's going to be right away.

"Auntie, let's fry a piece of meat and eat it." Yang Qinggang is not satisfied with a simple stew with water seasoning.

"What to stir-fry, stir-frying vegetables costs a lot of oil!" Although he said this, he still felt sorry for his nephew after all, so he took out the oil and mixed it with the chili peppers he had just picked from the vegetable garden, and fried the meat.

"Okay, okay, almost! Ready to eat meat!" "My aunt, as the secretary of the family, was the proudest at this time.

Sun Hongsheng took the lead in taking out a large piece of pork belly from the pot and putting it in the bowl, thought about it, took out another piece and put it in, and handed it to Sun Dawei.

"Dad, you're so good to me!" Sun Dawei saw so much meat in the bowl handed to him, and felt that it was worth the beating.

"What a fart! Sun Hongsheng looked at his unpromising son with an unhappy expression.

"Uncle, who is this Aijun?"

Yang Qinggang was also a little curious, who was the person who his uncle even gave his son the pork that he desperately took.

"This Aijun...... it

turns out that the full name of Aijun in his uncle's mouth is Sun Aijun, and there is a younger sister at home, his grandparents died early when he was young, and his father was a soldier outside, and he relied on his mother to pull him and his sister to grow up.

Blessings are incomparable, and disasters are not singular. Just last year, Sun Aijun's father died on the front line, and his mother also fell into the reservoir after hearing about her husband's sacrifice.

The family has no other relatives, and there are only two children left, Sun Aijun is just 8 years old, and his sister is not yet 3 years old.

Although there is a subsidy for the families of the martyrs in the policy, it is not enough for the two children to eat and drink, not to mention that the little girl is still so young, she has just passed the age of breastfeeding, and she needs to supplement more nutrition.

As soon as the monthly subsidy is spent, the two children have to eat 100 meals in the village.

The family was not in a hurry to eat meat, and was waiting for Sun Dawei.

Sun Hongsheng also took out the wine that he had treasured for many years, today his son is going out to live, and he is also an adult, he wants to have a good drink with his son.

Not long after, Sun Dawei came back with an empty bowl, followed by a little boy in tattered clothes.

This little boy also has a little girl behind his back.