The next day, Su Mo woke up to the screams of his second senior brother.
The Lujiacun brigade left 10 pigs to share the meat. This time, they killed 4 pigs and shared the meat with everyone to satisfy their cravings. The remaining 6 pigs were killed before the New Year and the meat was shared with everyone during the New Year.
This batch of pigs in the brigade are raised very well. The pigs that arrived at the purchasing station before were over 140 kilograms each, and there were even fat pigs weighing over 160 kilograms.
Although the remaining 10 pigs are a little thinner, there are still more than three months until the Chinese New Year. By the Chinese New Year, they can become fat pigs weighing more than 160 kilograms.
Now that she was awake, Su Mo wasn't going to stay in bed. She got up and went to the vegetable field to take a look. Sure enough, it was a bit frosty. It seemed that she would still need to cover it with wheat straw at night.
The temperature in the north cools down very quickly. Once there is cold air, the temperature drops rapidly. When Su Mo went to bed last night, she took out the quilt and covered her with it.
Su Mo estimated that at this rate, it would snow within a month at the latest.
Su Mo increased the input of supernatural powers to the vegetable fields, trying to control the vegetables to the extent that they could be harvested within half a month. Anyway, I have been growing this vegetable for half a month, so it is not too unusual to harvest it in more than a month.
Just cut the cabbage when it's tender and pull the radish when it's small.
If people ask why they grow so well, they will say that the land has not been planted and the land is fertile.
With a yield of tens of thousands of pounds per mu in front of her, it's just that her vegetables grow a little faster than others, so it doesn't matter.
She didn't grow in ten and a half days. It took a little more than a month. Later generations of greenhouse vegetables also grew at the same speed. It didn't violate the growth laws of plants. Even if people from the Agricultural Research Institute came to study, they couldn't find anything wrong.
For breakfast, Su Mo simply cooked some egg noodles and used the original ones from her space.
After eating, Su Mo continued to knit a sweater. After last night's hard work, she had knitted two-thirds of one sleeve.
She planned to finish knitting it today. When the meat was almost divided, she would go to see if there was any left. She bought some and made mushroom meat sauce and sent it to Lu Changzheng.
Li Yue'e queued up early in the morning to share the meat. This time she ordered four pounds, two pounds of pork suet, and two pounds of pork belly. The pork suet was used to boil the oil. The family ate one pound of pork belly from the two pounds, and gave one pound to Laosan's family. She didn't get a share of the meat.
After receiving the meat, Li Yue'e carried the basket directly to Su Mo's place.
"From the third child's house, you don't have any meat. Mom will give you a pound." Li Yue'e said as she entered the room.
"Mom, no, I'll go to the brigade to buy it later. You can take it home and eat it yourself." Su Mo was sitting on the kang knitting a sweater and quickly put her head in to refuse.
"There are not many pigs killed this time. There will be nothing left after dividing them. You can only buy some bones and the like. Take it, the whole family doesn't have to be so polite." Li Yue'e put the meat on the chopping board and left.
By the time Su Mo got off the kang and came out, everyone was gone.
Su Mo looked at the meat on the chopping board and felt a little warm in her heart.
Is this exchanging sincerity for sincerity? She was kind to the elderly, and they began to miss her.
Su Mo decided to make more mushroom meat sauce and send a portion to the elderly. If the meat was not enough, she would use the meat in the space and buy more when the time comes.
In the middle of the morning, Su Mo carried the basket to the brigade headquarters. As expected, there was nothing left, only some with bones.
Su Mo asked for two big bones and used them to make soup. I bought a few more ribs. The ribs at this time were not as meaty as those in later generations. The meat was almost all removed. Then I ordered half a pig's head, which weighed about three to four pounds.
The ribs and bones together cost 5 cents, and half a pig head costs 8 cents, a total of 1.3 yuan.
Pig heads are cheap and there is not much meat. Many people want them, but these are usually reserved for people who help kill pigs.
Su Mo didn't know, so she asked for it directly. The person in charge of selling the meat was very psychological. When Su Mo wanted it, he only hesitated for a moment before selling it to her.
So Su Mo used her multiple identities as secretary's niece, party secretary's daughter-in-law, and military officer's wife to buy half a pig's head.
After dividing the meat, the whole village was filled with the smell of meat. After Su Mo went back, he also lit a fire for the small stove. He took out the four kilograms of pork suet he bought earlier, cut it into small pieces, put it in a casserole, and put it on the small stove. Boil meat oil.
Then she continued to work on her sweater, and it wasn't until mid-afternoon that she finished knitting the sweater.
The meat oil had been cooked a long time ago. Su Mo took it and put it aside. It had cooled and solidified.
Su Mo took out a newly bought enamel jar, cleaned it and dried it, dug a piece of lard into the enamel jar, closed the lid, tied it tightly with wheat straw, and stored it in the space.
I plan to send them to the cowshed when the time comes, and occasionally eat meat and fat, which is considered meat.
Su Mo also put most of the meat oil in the casserole into the space, and could occasionally take it out to stir-fry vegetables. The lard residue is also stored in the space, and can be used to make buns when the time comes.
After getting these done, Su Mo started to deal with the things he bought today.
After cleaning the pig's head, Su Mo put a large casserole on the small stove, poured cold water into the pot, put the pig's head in, and added the marinade to prepare the pig's head meat.
I also took a few large potatoes from the space, and when the pork head meat was almost braised, I put them in together to braise them.
Then, we started preparing the mushroom meat sauce.
Now that everything was done, Su Mo simply made more and took out four of the five kilograms of meat in the space. After doing it, I sent some to Lu Changzheng, and the Lu family, Niu Sheng, and Geng Changqing also gave some to each.
The last time she saw Geng Changqing for dinner, there wasn't anything good to eat. She might as well make some mushroom meat sauce for him.
Good cadres should be cherished and protected!
While Su Mo was making mushroom meat sauce, the postman rode his bicycle to the brigade headquarters.
After the meat was distributed today, the brigade cadres all stayed at the brigade headquarters to discuss how many people should be sent to dig ditches.
At this time, everyone was finishing the discussion and preparing to go home.
When Lu Qing'an came out, he saw the postman and asked with a smile: "Are there any letters from our brigade today?" There have been quite a lot of letters recently.
The postman nodded, "There is a telegram from Su Mo. I will deliver it to her. Please inform her to come over."
"Is there a telegram? Where did it come from?" Lu Qing'an asked.
"Shenyang Military Region." The postman said with a somewhat sympathetic expression. Generally, telegrams from the military region are not good.
"Where?" Lu Qing'an's voice rose a little higher.
"Shenyang Military Region." The postman said again.
Lu Qing'an suddenly felt cold, and his whole body seemed to have lost all strength.
Shenyang Military Region is where the third child is. I thought that the third child was summoned away in a hurry. I thought that the former soldier in the brigade was gone. The army just sent a telegram...
Lu Qingan suddenly staggered several steps. The postman was startled and quickly supported him.
"Secretary Lu, what's wrong with you?"
"Give me the telegram. Su Mo is my third daughter-in-law. I'll come and see it." Lu Qingan's voice began to tremble.
The postman knew that Party Secretary Lu had a son who was a soldier, but he didn't expect that Su Mo was the wife of the son who was a soldier.
The postman looked at Lu Qing'an with some sympathy. After giving him the telegram, he comforted him: "Maybe, it's not a bad thing."
Lu Qing'an took a few deep breaths, then shook his hands and opened the telegram.
When I opened it, I saw a few words written on it.
"I have returned to the team safely. I miss you and miss you. I look forward to your letter."
Lu Qing'an:...
This is also a stupid thing, just write a letter to his wife, send a telegram, it almost scared his father to death.
