The twenty-third of the twelfth lunar month. Little New Year!
The sadness of the previous period has gradually dissipated, and the villagers' lives have gradually returned to the previous state. They eat when they should eat and work when they should work, but they are a little more confused about the future.
It can be said that the existence of some people is like a sea-calming needle, which makes people feel at ease!
With this person gone, the people felt a little uneasy, a little panicked, and a little confused!
Fortunately, the Chinese New Year is getting closer and closer, and the flavor of the New Year in the village is getting stronger and stronger, gradually covering up these uneasiness.
The Chinese New Year has always been a sacred event in rural areas.
In the past few years, the preparations usually started after Laba Festival, washing wheat and frying oats, then grinding noodles, frying twists, hemp leaves, and sugar-coated eggs.
As soon as the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month passes, people start killing the New Year pig and dividing the meat, and then they clean up and prepare for the New Year!
But this year due to special reasons, it was postponed for more than ten days!
When people recover from their sadness, it is already the twentieth day of the twelfth lunar month.
Ever since, everyone has become busy!
Today is the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, the small year of the northern lunar calendar!
According to custom, every family worships the Kitchen God, usually with sesame candies. This means that when the Kitchen God reported one year's work to the Jade Emperor, he ate sesame candies to muffle his mouth and spoke only good things about the world.
But in recent years, everyone usually worships quietly at home, and no one dares to go out and say it.
The same goes for the Zhou family. Li Youwei took care of the matter early in the morning.
After Zhou Yang and others got up, they took a simple bite, put on their thick cotton clothes, and went straight to the pig farm!
It's not that he's going to the studio, but the New Year pig is being killed in the village today.
In the past, my father-in-law, Li Fengnian, personally presided over the slaughtering of New Year pigs, and then two production captains took care of it. Liang Feng, an old accountant, was responsible for selling and dividing the meat.
But since my father-in-law became the deputy director of the commune, he has been as busy as a top. Sometimes he may even live in the dormitory of the commune without even going home.
As for matters in the village, he has completely let go and may not even come to the brigade headquarters once a week.
Therefore, the matter of killing the New Year pig this year fell to Wang Ping, Zhang Genwang, Zhou Yang and others.
When Zhou Yang brought Fan Debiao and Liu Yunlong to the pig farm, almost everyone was here.
In addition to the village cadres who presided over the pig slaughter, most of the village members and educated youth also came, first to help and secondly to wait to share the meat.
Zhou Yang even saw Feng Qi, who had just gotten married, in the crowd, and he was accompanied by his new wife who had just returned home.
I have to say that this boy is very lucky. The daughter-in-law he married on the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month will be killed in the village on the twenty-third lunar month. According to the rules, the bride is now from Babaoliang Village and is eligible to share the meat.
If we put aside previous years, pigs are usually killed earlier, and there is a high probability that his new wife will not be able to catch up!
But this year, he just caught up, or he was really lucky!
At this time, the water in the makeshift stove set up in the yard of the pig farm has been heated, and the pumice stones in the hands of the masters who remove the pig hair are also ready.
But the most eye-catching thing is the butcher's knife in the hand of Chen Wanhe, the butcher. It is sharply polished and shines with cold light, which makes people feel terrified.
Everything is ready now, just waiting for Wang Ping, the brigade secretary, to give the order!
Wang Ping was also unambiguous. He said a few words immediately and then ordered it to begin!
Following his order, several strong men rushed into the pig house, grabbed a plump Landrace pig, and then carried it to a makeshift slaughtering platform.
The big white pig felt the danger and struggled and screamed desperately, but it was so weak that it could not escape the grasp of these farm men.
But Chen Wanhe took advantage of the pig's unpreparedness and stabbed the sharp knife under the big fat pig's neck with ease!
In an instant, blood was flowing...
Soon, the big fat pig stopped struggling. The members immediately found a pump and pumped air into the pig's body until it was bulging, and then carried it to a hot water pot to remove its hair.
While other masters were shedding their hair, Chen Wanhe continued to slaughter the remaining pigs.
There are at least 36 big fat pigs waiting for him to slaughter today. This is a big project.
While the members were killing pigs and removing their hair in an orderly manner, Wang Ping and Zhang Genwang came to Zhou Yang.
"Zhou Zhiqing, there is something we want to discuss with you. Do you have time?" Wang Ping said politely.
Although Wang Ping is now the team secretary and Zhou Yang is just the production team leader, Wang Ping has always been polite to Zhou Yang and does not dare to put on airs in front of him.
He knew very well that Zhou Yang's prestige in the village was far beyond what he could compare with. If Zhou Yang didn't want to take care of so many things, how could the brigade party secretary be as good as Wang Ping?
"Something's going on, what's going on?" Zhou Yang said.
"Cui Zhiqing came to me just now and said that the educated youth wanted to buy some meat at a low price. I wonder if it is possible!" Wang Ping said.
"He should be talking about the new educated youths, right?" Zhou Yang asked rhetorically.
"Well! They have all come to our village now, and they can't go back to the original village to share the meat. This Chinese New Year has to be a bit meaty!"
Zhou Yang immediately said: "What do you think?"
Wang Ping and Zhang Genwang looked at each other, and then said: "Our idea is to sell a pig to them, and the price will be 50 cents per pound!"
Then Zhou Yang smiled and said: "In my opinion, fifty cents a pound of pork is better than no money at all!"
"Zhou Zhiqing, what do you mean?"
"Specially give a pig to the new educated youths for free!" Zhou Yang said.
"This...is this okay? Will other members of the village have any objections?"
Zhou Yang smiled and said: "There will definitely be opinions, but they won't be big. After all, this year, the more than 30 fat pigs in our village will not sell a pound of meat, and all will be distributed to the villagers."
"And there are only over a hundred households in our village. This is equivalent to dividing a pig among four or five households. How much opinions can there be!"
Wang Ping nodded and said: "That's true. It's just that these new educated youths can get a share of the village's meat without doing anything. Is this appropriate?"
"It's called being reluctant to let go of the child without trapping the wolf!" Zhou Yang said.
"Well..."
"We also talked about why we should admit these educated youths in our previous meeting. In fact, the role these educated youths can play in the next few years will be much stronger than ordinary members, because most of them have read books and have knowledge. !”
Then Zhou Yang continued: "Although they are not good at agricultural work, when it comes to industry and breeding, the village members can't keep up with them. Today we give them one pig, and next year they will create ten pigs for us. , the benefits of a hundred pigs!”
Zhang Genwang said with a smile: "Isn't this tantamount to setting a trap? Give me some sweetness first and lead the prey into the trap step by step!"
"Haha, it's a trap, but when used on these educated youths, I would rather cultivate their sense of belonging to Babaoliang Village!" Zhou Yang said.
"A sense of belonging?"
"Yes, only by establishing a sense of belonging can we keep them in our village!"
Then Zhou Yang continued: "Some time ago, in order to solve their living problems, I asked the team to purchase iron stoves, stove tubes, iron teapots, etc. for them, and also set up an educated youth team, which cost several hundred yuan. money."
"After receiving the benefits of our village and eating our meat, anyone with a conscience will think of us. In short, this transaction will definitely not be a loss!"
In fact, Zhou Yang made a calculation in his mind. A pig's head and hooves are removed, and its lean meat is only two hundred kilograms.
Fifty cents per pound of meat is only 100 yuan, and the head is no more than 150.
Now there are fifty or sixty new educated youths in the village, and on average each person only earns less than two yuan.
One hundred yuan is really not worth mentioning to the current Babaoliang Village. You can't get rich if you take it, and you can't be poor if you don't give it up.
But if this hundred yuan is used as a favor, the benefits will far exceed the value of the meat.
"Okay, I'll do as you say!" Wang Ping said.
At this time, Zhou Yang continued: "In addition to giving these educated youths a pig, I also want to give a few pigs as gifts. Let's add them all together!"
"How many pigs are there for the gift?" Zhang Genwang asked in surprise.
Wang Ping asked: "Who do you want to give it to?"
"Provincial Agriculture and Animal Husbandry College!" Zhou Yang said.
Wang Ping immediately said: "That's right. After all, these pigs were given to us by the College of Agriculture and Animal Husbandry for free. We should give some to others out of emotion and reason!"
Zhou Yang shook his head and said: "It's not just because of this, to be honest, the teachers at the College of Agriculture and Animal Husbandry may not be able to appreciate this bit of pork!"
"But when we give them meat, on the one hand, we let them know that the people in our village are grateful. On the other hand, we also let them taste the pork raised by the people of Babaoliang and let them take a real look at it. My own achievements in helping farmers!”
"Okay, I have no objection!"
"I don't have any objection, but how many animals do you plan to send to the provincial capital?"
"Send Santou. I will find a car and then go to the provincial capital myself!" Zhou Yang said.
"Okay! You make arrangements!"
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