Zhao Lanxiang watched from a long distance, watching how He Songbai moved the pig to scald the hair, and then made great efforts to split the pork and pork bones. The knife fell and slashed into the hard bones, fast and violent, sometimes spattering sparks.
He Songbai chopped the four pigs for more than an hour.
After he completed the task, Master He picked 30 catties of semi-fat and lean meat that looked particularly good for him to take back.
He Songbai asked, "Can I pick some pigs into the water?"
His partner likes to eat pig water more than pork, and pig trotters are probably cuter than fat in her eyes.
Master He waved his hand cheerfully: "Choose whatever you want."
Anyway, the pigs can't buy a few dollars into the water.
The masters who kill pigs are tired and hard. After finishing their work every day, they are allowed to bring some pork back to make up their bodies. What is the pig in the water? Master He thought about adding two more pounds of fat in, which was counted as He Songbai's "hard work" for the day.
"If you want the split pig skull, you can also pick it up." Master He added a sentence, as if he felt that He Songbai was poor and shabby.
Pig skulls are different from pork ribs. The skulls have no meat at all. You can get a lot of them for a few cents. They packaged and sold them at a low price. of.
After He Songbai asked these words, he turned his head subconsciously, and his whole body suddenly froze.
His object, who should be staying at home and sleeping sweetly at the moment, is looking at him with tears in his eyes, and he doesn't know how long he has been standing there.
Just now, He Songbai, who felt that he had "found a bargain" and was happy, was all overwhelmed with surprise.
There was a bit of nervousness in his astringent voice.
"You... why are you here?"
Zhao Lanxiang wiped away her tears, and said both distressed and angrily: "I don't come, I don't know that you are going to come here every day to 'buy pork'."
He Songbai subconsciously took a few steps away and said, "My whole body is dirty and smelly."
After speaking, a few drops of pig blood dripped from his fingertips.
Zhao Lanxiang took out a handkerchief and handed it to him to wipe his face.
"I don't mind it, no matter how dirty or smelly, it's not my man?"
He Songbai quickly turned around and went to the sink to wash his hands and wipe his face with a handkerchief. While washing his face, he talked to Zhao Lanxiang. There was a firmness in the extremely low voice, "I know what you want to say, Tie Zhu must have told you."
"I will continue this job, and I won't change it this year. Well, wipe your tears, is the scene of killing pigs too bloody to scare you?"
In fact, when this clean and beautiful woman appeared in this dirty and smelly slaughterhouse, it would make people feel that the whole room seemed to light up a little at that moment.
The envious and jealous eyes cast by those hard workers made He Songbai feel the difference between cloud and mud again. And she is a pure and clean cloud, free and free to float away at any time.
She suddenly appeared in such a place, and He Songbai was dirty, tired, and embarrassed. That moment was really embarrassing.
Zhao Lanxiang burst into laughter, "You are so annoying, you know why I am like this."
He Songbai patted her head after washing her hands, "Go and pick out what you want to eat."
Zhao Lanxiang found that she couldn't change He Songbai's thoughts, and sighed faintly in her heart, at the same time, she was impressed by his tenacity and perseverance.
This is a kind of admiration for the strong. Obviously there is a comfortable way to eat and wait for death, but he chooses risky speculation. If he did it, he did it, and he also did the business of selling raw meat. Although it was bitter and tiring, Zhao Lanxiang knew that his choice was right. The supply of three taels of meat per resident per month has fattened the black market. Even her parents had to "take care" of the black market business every week in order to get a bite of meat.
Although this slaughterhouse is not big, Zhao Lanxiang glanced roughly and counted more than a dozen pig heads. Three or four thousand catties of pork can be produced every day. I am afraid that most of the pork from the black markets in the nearby counties flows from here.
"Okay." She responded.
Zhao Lanxiang turned around to pick up a bunch of bones and pointed at them, "Brother Bo, see if you can split it. There is a pig's brain in it. This is very good. I'll make soup for you when I go back."
He Songbai heard the words, picked up the big knife and chopped five pig skulls in a row.
"Enough? There's more here."
"Enough is enough, eat one per person, just right."
Zhao Lanxiang went outside and picked a leaf and wrapped the pig's brain. He Songbai cut off a bamboo strip and skewered the pork and pig into the water, and carried it heavily in his hand.
He handed over thirty catties of pork to Tie Zhu.
"When you go to hand in the food, help me give it to the dog."
Liang Tiezhu responded, and seeing that it was getting late, he hurriedly disappeared into the night with the pork in his hand.
He Songbai handed the remaining pig water and the two kilograms of pork into Zhao Lanxiang's hands, and said in a deep voice, "Take it back and make something delicious, I'll take a bath, and I'll return the bike later, you Go back to sleep first."
Zhao Lanxiang nodded in response, but did not leave. She followed behind He Songbai. There were many people coming and going in the slaughterhouse. The woman behind He Songbai would jokingly ask, "Your mother-in-law?"
He Songbai nodded vaguely, and Sa Yazi walked faster.
He ran to the mountain stream in one breath to take a bath, and after taking a bath, he rubbed his dirty clothes with his hands. When he came out in wet clothes, Zhao Lanxiang was still outside.
She said, "I'll go with you too. When you return the car, we'll ride home together. You don't have to walk back."
The woman's stubborn and cold eyes stared straight at He Songbai.
He Songbai didn't know what kind of evil he had fallen into. Seeing her eyes, he didn't push anyone out for the first time, but he accepted it without saying a word.
He slowed down the speed of the bike and said as he stepped on it, "the rain is slippery, so be careful."
"This corner made me fall a while ago."
Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help bending her lips when she heard this, and the next sentence made her frown again.
Soon they came to the residential building, and He Songbai returned the car to Li Zhong.
Li Zhong said, "Oh, isn't this the girl who sells bean cakes? The kidney bean cakes are very delicious. I sold them all at once. You can make more if you have time."
Zhao Lanxiang nodded.
"Is the loach cake ready?"
Li Zhong didn't know what the loach cake was, so he only replied: "Anyway, you can bring the delicious food here. I'll sell it for you. It's all my own brothers, so the price reduction won't be too much."
He was talking, suddenly a little against his will.
The last time I received other people's yam cakes, I stingily pushed the price to seven cents and made him fat. After tasting this sweetness, Li Zhong especially wanted to develop Zhao Lanxiang as a craftsman on a regular basis, and everyone who had money could earn it together.
Zhao Lanxiang said, "Okay."
After returning the car, Zhao Lanxiang pushed the Phoenix car in front of He Songbai and took the initiative to sit behind his bicycle.
"Brother Bai, hurry up. It's almost dawn. When people see me sitting in the back seat of your car, I can't even tell with ten mouths."
She reached out and wrapped her arms around the man's thin waist, pressing her face against his back.
The man's clothes were still wet on the mountain, and the wind was blowing all the way, and now they are completely dry. The rough cloth smelled of acacia, a little fragrant, just like the smell on him. Zhao Lanxiang clenched her hands tightly and hummed softly.
"I would like to go upstream and snuggle up beside her. But there are dangerous shoals in front of me, and the road is long and long..."
The author has something to say:
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Brother Bo: She sings really nicely, and the lyrics are in line with my mood.
I would like to go upstream,
Snuggle beside her.
There is a dangerous shoal before helpless,
The road is long and far.
I would like to go down the river,
Find her way.
But it seems vaguely like,
She is in the middle of the water.
I would like to go upstream,
Talk to her softly.
There is a dangerous shoal before helpless,
The road is full of twists and turns.
—From Teresa Teng's "On the Water Side", published in 1980.
PS: The song is especially in line with the mood, nice and beautiful.
In addition, the female protagonist will fall in front of the male protagonist because of this lyrics. Goodnight everybody