There are pig-killing knives in the team, two sharp knives that are just right for Sun Zhengnan and Xu Heng to have one knife.

Xu Heng took the knife and shook his head, saying, "Get a whetstone!"

I came to see a group of adults and children who killed pigs, and someone said, "Isn't this knife so fast? I dared to kill the pigs in the team a few months ago and went to the collective market to sell them."

Xu Heng said: "This knife is not fast. If you don't need a quick knife, can you kill good pork? Can you peel the pig skin?"

When everyone heard this, they suddenly felt energetic: "Good guy, Teacher Xu, are you going to peel the pig's skin?"

The people in the team killed pigs and did not peel them. They just plucked the hairs on the asphalt and sold them on the meat.

They don't have the ability to peel pig skins.

Wang Yi was also watching and said, "Pick off the pig's skin, and then we have a freezer, so we can make a pig's skin frozen."

"Can you still make ice hounds." The students shouted happily.

Wang Yi said: "Yes, you can make ice hounds, but I won't make them today. I will start iced pork first. After a few days, we will make ice hounds before eating the pork."

The colander was used as a whetstone, and Xu Heng took off his clothes and exposed his vest.

The skin under the vest is very dark and strong, and the heart-protecting hair emerges from the broken hole in the vest, giving it a sense of barbaric sexiness.

He held a sharp knife in one hand and held a whetstone in the other. He quickly sharpened his fingers and tried the blade with his old skin, saying, "Okay, you can come first, Mr. Class."

The sharp knife was thrown to Sun Zhengnan, and Xu Heng continued to sharpen the knife.

Sun Zhengnan pointed to a pig in silence. It was the fattest one, with a total of 280 kilograms. It is difficult for local local pigs to raise this weight, but if you raise this weight, it is a first-class pig and is the most popular.

Another pig can grow this tonnage and prove how lazy it is.

At this time, the fattest pigs had been picked out, and the other pigs were screaming in panic. They were lying on the ground, basking in the sun, chewing on the pig grass, and eating it was so unhappy. The tail was swinging, and they were just about to raise Erlang's pig's legs and patting their knees and listening to a small song.

Wang Xianglai, who was short and strong, led the lead, and several strong laborers went up to hold it down and tied his hooves while it didn't react.

The pig started to scream wildly. It found something was wrong, but it was too late to struggle.

Wang Xianglai had the energy to jamm the pig's neck with his knees and pulled the pig's ears tightly to the ground.

The naked upper body muscles were bulging like copper and iron cast, and the blood vessels on the neck and arms bulged like inflatable.

After the pig was tied up, someone threw the rope over a strong tree branch. The two strong men shouted horns and pulled the rope together, pulling it up.

Sun Zhengnan hammered the pig with his fist a few times. The pig struggled desperately, shaking the old tree branch.

Seeing this, Wang Yi said, "Teacher Sun, just kill me, don't abuse me, right?"

Sun Zhengnan said in surprise: "I didn't abuse it, why are you abused a pig? Oh, you said I'm boxing? I'm making it active all over its body, so that it will bleed quickly."

He brought a bucket and reached out to pick it up on the pig's neck artery. Suddenly, purple-red pig blood gushed out.

The fat pig struggled in pain, howled desperately, shook his head desperately, and almost did sit-ups.

But Sun Zhengnan held a bucket in his hands and followed the pig's blood, but he didn't let the pig's blood spurt out.

This skill won everyone's applause.

The most suitable use of pig blood is to make blood sausages, but there is no tradition in the outer islands, and I don’t know how to make blood sausages. Local pig blood is made into pig blood clots. You can make fried leeks with pig blood or mix them with pig blood.

Compared with pork and pigs going into the water, pig blood is naturally unpopular, and it is not well treated and has a fishy smell.

Cut the onion and ginger into it, stirring it with a stick, and a bucket of pig blood came out and was taken away by the woman.

Wang Yi said: "Let the colander be cleaned up. Let's eat a big pot of vegetables at noon. I'll make Mao Xuewang for you!"

"What is Mao Xuewang?" Wang Choumao asked curiously.

Wang Yi smiled and said, "There are very delicious things, very spicy, very fragrant, and very good meals!"

If the blood is released, the life of this big fat pig will come to an end.

But the local pigs are really strong in life these days. Almost all the blood in their bodies has been pumped out, but they did not die directly, but were just dying.

At this time, it was no longer able to struggle. Sun Zhengnan handed it to Wang Dongfang and said, "Brother Dongfang, you can take off your hair first, I will continue to kill pigs."

It is difficult to catch the next pigs. They saw role models running desperately one by one.

Like a wild boar!

Someone was angry and took up a big wooden stick to give them a blow. Sun Zhengnan stopped him and said, "Get together, can we still not catch a pig? Let them run, the more happy they run, the better!"

When Damihu returned from closing the net, he saw a pig running towards him, tilted his head and looked at it, suddenly leaned over and hugged the pig's neck and pushed it out, and "boom" overthrew the pig to the ground.

The big pig tried hard to shake his body and wanted to get up, but was held down by the Damihu Lake!

Immediately, a big man went up and lowered the rope with his hands and feet, tied his four hooves and carried them back and hung them.

Pigs were caught and bleed, and buckets of pig blood were sent to the top of the mountain.

The onlookers and women were very happy and said, "We can enjoy eating pig blood just by eating it!"

On weekdays, they eat boiled vegetables, and pig blood is a good thing.

Don’t think that people in 1982 are happy to eat organic vegetables. The vegetables are delicious and they can be made into stir-frying, but nowadays, no one is willing to cook them. They are all steamed and boiled!

Ma Liu rushed to help kill pigs. When he arrived, he was stopped by Liu Hongmei and said with a smile: "You are the groom, you can't see Hong. Go back and rest."

"Brother Six, did you feel good last night?" Wang Dongfeng asked hurriedly.

The men and women around them all raised their ears.

Ma Liu laughed and scolded: "Fengzi, you live next door to me, do you still ask this question? I was working on the floor last night!"

Wang Xianghai didn't believe it: "Cao, you have been a bachelor for more than 20 years. After finally having a girl, you don't fight hard. Why are you hitting the floor? Oh, are you afraid that you will break the bed board?"

Everyone laughed.

Ma Liu bowed and bowed: "Hey, uncle, brothers, aunts and sisters-in-law, please let me go. My wife is a cultural person. I can't let her make things difficult for her after getting her certificate."

"Anyway, I'll be doing the wedding today. I'm not bad for this day, so last night she slept on the bed and I slept on the ground. I didn't let her make things difficult for her or let her gossip!"

"Good man!" Feng Ya gave a thumbs up, "Ma Liu is not very good-looking and has a good heart. Wen Rong is worthy of being a scholar, educated and very accurate in her opinion!"

Ma Liu laughed and asked, "Aunt, I have something to ask you, what bet gifts do you use on the outer island?"

Aunt Qing asked: "Do you still need to use a betrothal gift? It's too late to give it. The betrothal gift was given during engagement..."

"No," Wang Dongfeng shook his head, "My mother said it's different now. Getting a betrothal fee for engagement is the engagement money, and getting married requires a betrothal fee!"

"How much?"

"One hundred yuan, right? It's the same one hundred yuan, a total of two hundred yuan."

Aunt Qing took a deep breath: "Hey, it's a lot of money."

Feng Ya said to Wang Yi: "Teacher Wang, come here and listen. I heard from the branch secretary that you and Teacher Xiaoqiu are going to find a good day to get engaged?"

Not only Wang Yi came over to listen. As soon as she said this, Qiu Weishui, who was helping to carry the water, also ran over, listening with her ears pricked up.

Wang Yi said: "Yes, I talked about this with our grandfather last time when I went to the county and said I was going to find a good day to get engaged."

"Today our team killed pigs and ate meat, let Xiaoqiu's grandfather come too?" someone suddenly suggested.

"Enjoy by the way?" Liu Hongmei asked.

Qiu Weishui nodded happily.

Yes, yes, I can.

Wang Xianghong, who was supervising the pig killing not far away, heard this and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Teacher Wang's marriage must be handled carefully. The engagement date is of particular importance. I have already calculated it and told Grandpa Xiaoqiu that we have discussed a good day!"

Wang Yi asked puzzledly: "Secretary, when will you go and follow..."

"It was the last time I went to the county, oh, the last time I went to the county party secretary to meet my grandfather!" Qiu Weishui said happily.

Liu Hongmei patted her and said angrily: "You silly daughter, how happy are you? Girls should hold up every family and hold up the airs, otherwise the man will feel that you are worthless and he will not cherish you if he brings you home!"

Qiu Weishui asked Wang Yi: "Teacher Wang, do you know how?"

Wang Yi smiled and said, "I will——I will cherish you so hard and treat you well! If I can't do it, let the branch secretary knock me with the pipe rod!"

Qiu Weishui raised his lips and smiled.

The eyebrows and eyes are all about the charm.

Wang Yi asked Wang Xianghong: "Secretary, when will I get engaged? I am not ready for it."

Wang Xianghong said: "What preparation do you do? Engagement is the elder's business. Grandpa Xiaoqiu and I will take care of it. You two can just go over and serve tea to the elders."

"Which day is it?" someone asked.

Wang Xianghong smiled slightly.

An old man suddenly shouted: "My grass is August 15th? August 15th this year is a good day. The Jiyou month of the Year of the Dog, Dingji day, and the Gregorian calendar is October 1st, our country's birthday!"

Wang Xianghong's smile was frozen.

Damn, there is no chance to show off!

This old man is Wang Zhenyao. He can read the almanac for no reason. He also learned some Feng Shui things from others in his early years. He arranged it for someone in the team to die.

Wang Zhenyao said enthusiastically: "In the year of the Dog, the Jiyou day of the Dingji day is a great day. It is good to get married, move, enter the house, and set up a bed!"

"It's still October 1st, National Day!"
To be continued...