The 80s Chronicle: Addiction To the Army’s Young Wife

Xu Ning didn't know about Jiang Jiahao, even if he knew, he probably wouldn't take it to heart.

In fact, she doesn't hate Jiang Jiahao. After all, she made it to that point in her previous life. Flies don't bite seamless eggs. If she hadn't leaned in front of him, or even thought about clinging to him, her life would not have been broken. The trajectory has changed so much.

In the final analysis, the cause is still on her body, what face does she have to blame others.

But that's fine, as long as Jiang Jiahao doesn't return to their village, Xu Ning will probably spend a happy girlhood in this quiet small village.

On the night of New Year's Day, Xu Ning put the finished dumplings out of the pot, and also filled two big sea bowls separately.

"Dad, I'll take it to my grandfather tonight." Xu Ning said, looking at his father who was doing carpentry.

What Xu Jianjun was going to make was a small wooden bed for a baby. The crib that Xu Ning used back then was also made by Xu Jianjun.

Glancing at the two large bowls of dumplings, Xu Jianjun put down the dumpling and washed his hands, "It's a lot, I'll go with you."

"Fine."

The portion of dumplings is very large, and the rest of the family can eat two or three meals. There is no cook at Lao Yaoshu's house. Uncle Yao seldom agreed, unless someone married a daughter-in-law and his daughter was in funeral, old uncle Yao would come to have a meal with some gifts.

When the father and daughter came to the old uncle Yao's house, they saw that the old man was still playing with the dried medicinal materials in the house. Hearing the voice, he turned his head and saw Xu Jianjun and his daughter, with a loving smile on their faces.

"Why are you two here?" He said while looking at the cloth bundles they were carrying in their hands, "Send dumplings?"

"I know you are too lazy to cook alone, so Ning Ning will let me deliver it with her when it is done." Xu Jianjun opened the bag, and inside was a big bowl of dumplings, which were naturally filled with cabbage and pork. "Don't be too busy, Eat it while it's hot."

As if he was used to the behavior of their father and daughter, the old man didn't say anything to decline, but just looked at the two big bowls of dumplings in front of him, his beard was shaking when he laughed, "There are too many gifts. All the meals are ready, I'd rather be busy during the holidays, so don't miss me."

The two of them also knew that Uncle Yao was not short of money, but an elderly man was also Xu Ning's first teacher in medicinal materials, so she was naturally willing to take care of him more.

"We don't give medicine to grandpa every day, isn't it every now and then." Xu Ning said with a smile on his face, "I made it all, you should eat more."

"Okay, Ning Ning is good."

After vacating the bowl, the father and daughter chatted with the old man for a while, and they got up and went home after the old man had finished eating.

Naturally, their family was anxious to go back to eat, but thinking of the New Year's Eve, letting the old man sit here and eat dumplings by himself, no matter how you think about it, it would be unpleasant, and it wouldn't take long to spend more time with him.

Uncle Yao is not dull, on the contrary, he is very delicate in his heart, so he naturally knows the thoughts of Xu Jianjun and his daughter.

"Old lady, these are the dumplings made by Ning Ning's child, you should try it too." He whispered to the empty room, knowing that death is like a lamp being extinguished, but at least there is a thought in his heart, " I'm doing well, I just miss our son, but it's good news if there's no news these years, isn't he, he must still be alive..."

After the new year, many people in the village are ready to start slaughtering pigs. In this era, only the supply and marketing cooperative of the village head’s house in their village has a freezer. Private individuals can’t afford such high-end household appliances, but now everyone In winter, there is a natural freezer outside, and a piece of pork can be frozen hard overnight if placed outside.

The Chinese New Year is over a month away, and the rest of the New Year’s goods may be bought later, but every family has started to buy pork, and buy it back to stuff sausages, make bacon, and so on.

Seeing this, the old lady thought that it would be better to kill a pig first, otherwise the sausage would not be able to catch up. She didn't order this extra dish during the Chinese New Year, and she always felt that something was missing.

After discussing with his wife, the family members agreed, and the grandfather Jiang's family next door also thought it was a good idea. They said that they would leave some sausage stuffed with them after the slaughter, and leave them some pigs when another pig was slaughtered at the end of the year. Just the second half.

In fact, Grandpa Jiang wanted so much, he couldn't finish it, and he mainly gave it away.

The pigs slaughtered by themselves feel at ease.

On the third day of New Year's Day, Xu Ning, who didn't go to school, saw two men coming to his family, a middle-aged man and a young one, who were butchers in their village. It can be said that their family background was better than that of Xu Ning's family. This is what I do for a living. I go to the streets and alleys to kill pigs all year round. After some people have slaughtered the pigs, they will sell the remaining pork to them at a slightly cheaper price. After all, there are seven or eight households raising pigs in ten households in the countryside. , It’s not easy to sell pork in the village. No one has the skills to go to the streets or go to the market to sell pork. Besides, selling it to this father and son will not lose money.

"Hey, the pigs in my aunt's house are not small." The middle-aged man saw the two pigs in the pigsty and praised: "Looking at the size, the quality of the meat must be very good."

"Big Shuanzi, are you serious?" The old lady took these two pigs very seriously, after all, she raised them for a whole year.

"It's not a big deal. I've been slaughtering pigs for 20 or 30 years, and I still have some good eyesight." Xu Baoshuan told the truth, "Which one will Auntie kill?"

The old lady stood at the door of the pigsty, looked at the two pigs inside, and hesitated in her heart. After thinking for a while, she pointed to one of the pigs inside and said, "Just that one, Shuanzi, you kill here, I am Can't hear them calling."

Xu Baoshuan knew it in his heart, he laughed and said: "Okay, you can go back to the house, when I kill the pig, I will let the beast bark twice, and the technique is neat."

Xu Ning didn't think there was anything wrong. He stood in front of the main room and watched Xu Baoshuan and his son go into the pigsty to catch them, and then expertly tied up the pig's four hooves.

Xie Zheng also heard the movement at home, changed his clothes and followed, just stepped into the yard, but saw his grandparents had already come.

Xu Jianjun found a large porcelain basin and put it under the table to receive the pig's blood. Pigs are a good thing. Except for the things in the pig farm, there is almost no inedible part of the whole body. The taste of the pig's blood fried with leeks is also very good.

This Xu Baoshuan's technique was indeed very neat, a butcher's knife was cut open on the big fat pig's neck, and the pig's blood fell into the porcelain basin like a waterfall, and the pig was whimpering very hard at first, this time A knife went down, and within a few seconds there was no movement at all.

Xu Ning thought that she might be afraid before, but now she finds that she is strangely calm. Although she feels a little pitiful, she prefers to eat pork.

Then it was much faster, the pig skin was peeled off by Xu Baoshuan in a few strokes, and finally the meat was deboned. After about an hour and a half, the pig became the pork in front.

The old lady came out when the big fat pig was silent, and stood and talked with Gao Xiulan.

"Auntie, how much do you plan to stay?"

"You and I, Uncle Jiang, split the family in half. You can take the pig's head away. My family doesn't bother to clean up. The pig's trotters are reserved for Jianjun's daughter-in-law to eat. My family doesn't keep the pigs in the water. You can sell them all." "The old lady had already thought about it before, "I will also separate the pigskin from your Uncle Jiang's house. It's the end of the year. Let's cook a pigskin and eat it frozen."

"Okay." Xu Baoshuan greeted his son, and the two weighed the remaining pork. The weight of the whole pig was around two hundred and forty. More than 110 catties of meat were sold to Xu Baoshuan, and the price given by his father and son was quite reasonable.

However, Xu Ning is very dissatisfied with the price. You must know that the pigs in her family eat differently from other people's. In the second half of the year, the two pigs basically eat from the space. How good the pork tastes depends on what is on the chopping board. You can know the quality of these meats.

It's a pity that she is a child. If she opens her mouth and asks them to increase the price, she will definitely be unhappy in her heart.

Besides, the current price of pork is only this price, no matter how delicious it is, if the price is too high, you have to see whether people from all over the world can afford it. Life in the countryside is based on saving money as the highest standard, it depends on each year In the fruit harvest season, the defective fruits still sell very well, cheap.

The old lady and Xu Jianjun probably meant the same thing, so they didn't ask to raise the price. Regardless of the matter of Xu Ning Space, the price Xu Baoshuan gave was already very fair.

In the end, half a pig was sold for 70 yuan, Xu Baoshuan gave fifty-five cents for a catty of pork on average, and the remaining pig heads and pig offals also seemed to be paid a round number.

Xu Ning looked at the pile of pork with calm eyes. Seventy yuan can only buy a few catties in later generations, but here it is more than one hundred catties.

After killing the pig, Xu Baoshuan and his son packed up their things and prepared to leave.

The old lady said: "Shuanzi isn't at home eating a meal of butchered pigs?"

"Don't bother Auntie, there are two more to kill in the morning. From the middle of last month to the end of the year, I guess there is no free time."

The old lady didn't force them to stay, but when they sent their father and son out of the house, she told them: "Shuanzi, the pork in my aunt's house is different from other places. You should save some pork for yourself during the Chinese New Year. Don't blame your aunt for not sharing with you." Inform."

When Xu Baoshuan's son heard this, he immediately burst into laughter, "Don't worry, Grandma Xu, you've praised your pigs so much, we will definitely save some."

"That's good."

The old lady didn't care whether the father and son stayed here for real or on a fake basis, anyway, she had already said that it was up to them whether to do it or not.

After returning, the old lady asked Xu Jianjun to divide the pork, weighed it, and sold it to Grandpa Jiang at the price of the hairy pig. The old man didn't bargain and accepted it with a smile.

"It's thirty cents cheaper now." The old man looked at the pork in front of him, and he was so happy that he couldn't see his teeth. In these days, if there is pork on the table for a meal, it would be a fairy day.

"Our two families don't care about this. You go back and taste it, and you think it's good. Let's keep the end of the circle for the Chinese New Year and not sell it." Before eating, the old lady also knew that the taste of this pork must be better than other people's. In the past six months, the family members have been taken aback by the food provided in the granddaughter's space. Xu Jianjun often said that the food in the cafeteria is getting worse and worse.

Gao Xiulan smiled and said: "How can I eat it? A pig weighs more than two hundred catties, and the family has more than one hundred. If you can't finish it, it will be ruined. It's a pity to make it all bacon. Lao Jiang thinks it's not as good as fresh pork. eat."

"That's a lot of money." The old lady muttered, "I feel that I am content with the smell of meat."

"It's not a big deal." Gao Xiulan agreed: "But it's okay to separate. At the end of the year, Lao Jiang will send some pork to people he knows, and there are no other New Year gifts. Our conditions are just like this. If it is too expensive, we can't give it away." rise."

The two old ladies chattered for a long time, and they left around noon. Although the old ladies also stayed at home with Jiang's family to eat butchered dishes, the old couple was busy going back to clean up the pork, and they probably would be busy until evening.

"Xiao Zheng, you can eat here."

Xie Zheng did not refuse, but nodded in agreement.

At noon, Xu Ning made a random stew, which contained cabbage, radish, large pieces of pork belly, and pork leg bones.

At the dinner table, each person is holding a bowl, sweating profusely from eating, and enjoying themselves.

"The pork from grandma's house is indeed different from the ones I bought." Xie Zheng felt it when he took the first bite. The pork has almost no fishy smell, but it perfectly retains the deliciousness and chewiness of the pork, and the soup is delicious and mellow Not to mention, the bone marrow in the pork leg bone let him eat the marrow to taste. If it is braised in soy sauce, with vermicelli and fern root in it, the taste will be more perfect.

The Xu family also found out, "That's right, it's not like you don't know how meticulous grandma is in serving these two pigs."

Xie Zheng nodded, this is true, the food is fine, the pigsty is often cleaned up, even in summer, he also tries to bathe the pigs, the pigs in other people's homes are not treated like this.

In summer, the temperature is high, and the dung is the most fermentable time, but Xu's family raises two pigs, but there is no pungent smell. Thinking about other pigs, they don't need to enter the door, even if they walk through the wall, they can smoke people. dizzy.

It is precisely because of this that his grandmother doesn't like raising pigs, it's too dirty.

On the first day of school, Xu Ning put two catties of pork in his schoolbag and gave it to Zhang Meng when he came to school.

"My family killed a pig during New Year's Day, and I'll bring you some to eat at home."

When Zhang Meng saw the pork in his hand, he was really dumbfounded to be honest.

She saw it off before, but had she ever seen one sending pork to classmates? And still in school.

"You often give me things, and I don't have anything to give you." Holding the pork, Zhang Meng knew that even if it was returned to Xu Ning, Xu Ning would change his ways to let him serve, so he didn't pretend at all.

"I didn't ask you to return the gift." Xu Ning glanced at her.

"But I always take your things. I feel really sorry." She bit her lip and thought for a while, then said, "Why don't I make you two pairs of cotton shoes, okay?"

"Okay." Xu Ning nodded. Almost all of them are wearing cotton shoes made by family members. They are comfortable, absorb sweat and keep warm. They are much better than the cotton shoes sold outside, but there are also some students who like fashion I don't like to wear homemade cotton shoes, because many of them have chilblains on my feet in winter, and this is just what I did.

Since she sang at the New Year's Gala and received awards, Xu Ning's popularity in the school has increased, especially when the class is over, the number of students passing by the classroom door is almost geometric, and many of them are here to look casually Of Xu Ning's, 90% of them are boys.

She is beautiful, talented, and studying well now. This kind of girl is particularly eye-catching wherever she is placed.

In contrast, the number of girls who can't understand or even hate Xu Ning is also increasing.

But this kind of situation can't make Xu Ning have any mood swings at all. No matter before or after, her relationship with Zhang Meng is still very good, but Lu Xiaodie is added in the middle.

Because Lu Xiaodie has a pleasant personality and doesn't like forming cliques, Xu Ning and Zhang Meng get along well with her.

After school in the evening, Zhang Meng returned home, took out the pork in her schoolbag, and handed it to Zhang's mother.

Zhang Ma glanced at her daughter, "Where did you come from?"

It looks like there are two or three catties of meat, which is about two yuan. My daughter doesn't have that much money, so it would be nice to have a few cents.

"Xu Ning's family killed a pig and brought it to me at school in the morning." Zhang Meng was afraid that her mother would come to her, so she hurriedly continued: "She brought it to school, and I couldn't refuse it, so I accepted it, but I I told Xu Ning that I will make two pairs of cotton shoes for her this year."

Originally, Zhang Ma really wanted to reprimand her daughter, but when she heard the last sentence, she felt a little better.

"I'll help you do it together during the holidays. This kind of thing is for you to come and go. If someone treats you well, you have to think about repaying them. You can't make them feel hot, and you can't think that others give you things. It's a matter of course." Looking at the pork in his hand, he thought about buying less this year's Chinese New Year, "That's an honest kid, play well with him."

"Don't worry, Mom, I know." Zhang Meng's mother didn't reprimand her, with a smile on her face, "Xu Ning said her meat tastes very good, let's make some tonight?"

"What's the hurry, I've already prepared dinner, let's wait until the Chinese New Year, save it for making dumplings." Mama Zhang wrapped a plastic bag outside, carried it to the yard, and stuffed it into a net bag hanging on the wall.

After dinner in the evening, Zhang Meng went back to her room to do her homework, while Zhang's mother was rummaging through boxes and cabinets in her room.

She was thinking that there used to be a piece of very fresh and tender fabric at home, so she had to find a piece of fresh pattern to make cotton shoes for Xu Ning, little girl.

"What are you writhing about?" Father Zhang came back from a walk outside, and saw his wife's whole body leaning into the closet at home, with a big butt dangling outside.

Zhang's mother straightened up and glanced at her husband, "Mengmeng's classmate Xu Ning gave us two catties of succulents. Our daughter was very upset and said that she was making two pairs of cotton shoes for her. I remember buying some pink satin fabrics before." , why can't I find it?"

After speaking, he plunged into the closet again and turned around.

Father Zhang didn't say anything. Meat is a good thing these days. Besides, the two families only met once. He gave such a large piece of meat directly for the sake of his daughter, not to mention giving him other good things before. , It’s okay to make two pairs of shoes, it’s nothing more than a little effort.

In winter, there is more time.

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