Northeastern people sleep on a heated kang with their head facing the edge of the kang and their feet facing inwards.

Today, there are six pillows placed on the edge of the Kang in the west room of the Li family.

Zhao Jun, Zhou Jianjun, and Jie Chen are all sleeping at Li's house tonight.

Li Baoyu is very happy and takes care of everyone enthusiastically.

But Li Ruhai was very cheerful and kept talking with his little mouth, while Li Dazhi talked to Li Ruhai.

Zhao Jun and Zhou Jianjun are mainly to blame for this situation.

When Zhao Jun was washing his feet just now, he accidentally mentioned that today's dried sweet potatoes were good.

Li Baoyu and Jie Chen nodded in agreement, and Li Dazhi couldn't help but curl his lips.

Hanging sweet potato is what it’s called here, and it’s actually just shredded sweet potato.

No matter how good this thing is, can it also have braised bear paws or braised goose in an iron pot?

But people like the Zhao family eat a lot of fish and meat every day, and they feel fresh after eating sweet potatoes with pulp once.

At that time, Li Ruhai was already eager to give it a try, but he never found an entry point for the topic.

But then, Zhou Jianjun asked casually: "Where did you get the sweet potatoes? Our family didn't save them this year, right?"

"Brother-in-law, I brought it back from shopping!" Li Ruhai suddenly raised his right hand, his forearm and upper arm forming a standard ninety-degree angle, and answered Zhou Jianjun's question happily.

"Ah... ha..." Seeing Zhao Jun, Li Baoyu, and Jie Chen winking at him, Zhou Jianjun also felt something bad.

But in Northeastern chatting, one thing is very important: "Don't let your words fall on the ground."

Li Ruhai even called him eldest brother-in-law, so Zhou Jianjun had no choice but to answer: "Ruhai, you are so awesome, even our shopping mall can't keep up with you."

This sentence is a bad word!

As soon as Zhou Jianjun finished speaking, Li Ruhai stood up from the bench, stepped in front of Zhou Jianjun and said, "Brother-in-law, how about I go shopping for you?"

"Ah?" Zhou Jianjun was startled. He was also in charge of the purchasing aspect of the store, but when it was spread that a fourteen-year-old boy was doing the purchasing, it didn't seem to be the case.

"Brother-in-law, I'm not bragging to you..." Li Ruhai's chatterbox could not be closed from here.

He talked nonstop and told Zhao Jun and others the history of his fortune in quilting.

"Stop being so annoying!" Li Baoyu tried to stop him, but he couldn't stop him at all.

If only Zhao Jun and Jie Chen had come, Li Baoyu would definitely have taken action against Li Ruhai. But today Zhou Jianjun was also here, and Li Baoyu was afraid that doing it himself would make Zhou Jianjun think too much.

Because spanking children in front of guests will make the guests feel embarrassed, and some may misunderstand that the host does not welcome them.

Seeing that Li Ruhai couldn't hold it in anymore, Zhao Jun immediately wiped his feet, got on the bed and got into bed.

Twenty minutes later.

"Ah...ha!" Zhao Jun, who was sleeping in the innermost room, pretended to yawn, then turned over.

This time, he was facing the west wall and his back was facing the east.

Seeing this, Zhou Jianjun also yawned thirty seconds later, then turned over and faced Zhao Jun's back.

Next came Jie Chen, and then Li Baoyu.

From Zhao Jun to Li Baoyu, it took no more than two minutes.

Zhao Jun, Zhou Jianjun, Jie Chen, and Li Baoyu were all lying on their sides, facing west and back to east.

The two people lying on the west side of the kang are Li Dazhi and Li Ruhai.

At this time, Li Dazhi couldn't hold it any longer and pretended to yawn, then turned his back to Li Ruhai.

There are six people on a kang, five of them facing west.

Li Ruhai clicked his lips without saying anything, then turned around and fell asleep facing the east wall.

…

At this time, in the west room of the Zhao family, the sound of snoring was loud.

Four drunk men, no one can wake anyone up.

As the host, Zhao Youcai slept on the kang. Although the kang was not as warm as the end of the kang, the warm applause in the hot kang was not as warm as the applause in Zhao Youcai's dream.

The audience was crowded. There was a video recorder near the stage, where female reporter Su Xianglian was waiting for an interview.

On the stage, Zhao Youcai had a big red flower on his chest, and three Siberian tiger bodies lay horizontally in front of him.

Among them, one is black, two are yellow, two are large and one is small.

At this time, a voice seemed to come from outside: "Everyone below congratulates our tiger-fighting hero Zhao Youcai with warm applause!"

"Wow..." The applause was like the tide of Qiantang.

"Hahaha..." Zhao Youcai on the stage looked up to the sky and laughed.

The applause stopped with Zhao Youcai's laughter, and then the voice sounded again.

"Comrade Zhao Youcai went up to the mountain at the age of nine and lived through ups and downs for thirty-four years. At the age of forty-three, he achieved a brilliant record of killing eleven wild boars with ten shots, and he became famous ever since.

After that, Comrade Zhao Youcai was determined to hoe the strong and help the weak, and eliminate the tiger problem. Now he shot three tigers with two shots, and shocked Lingnan, Lingxi, and mountain runners in the two mountains. He called him an unparalleled hero, and his old friends gave him a nickname..."

The sound fell and there was silence all around.

Zhao Youcai thought in his dream: "What is my nickname? Dayong hasn't figured it out for me yet."

…

The next day, January 10, 1988.

Wang Meilan got up at around four o'clock. Today she has guests at home, and they are honored guests.

According to local custom, it must be filled with stuffing to show its importance.

There were too many vegetables yesterday, so Li Ruhai didn't eat much of the roe deer he bought.

While the men were still drinking in the afternoon, Wang Meilan ordered Zhao Ling and Xu Chunyan to chop the roe deer leg meat and loin meat they had picked off in the morning into minced meat.

After hanging out with Wang Meilan for a long time, Zhao Ling and Xu Chunyan both figured out her ways.

The minced meat cannot be seasoned directly. The garnishes need to be washed with water first to remove the blood contained in the meat.

Then use a strainer to take out the meat filling, squeeze it dry and then mix it with the filling.

Doing this is time-consuming and labor-intensive. In the entire Yong'an Forest District, only Wang Meilan can do this.

But I have to say that the meat stuffing prepared in this way does not have the slightest smell of blood. Then mix the chopped green onion inside and add an appropriate amount of seasoning.

The noodles were made last night. The steamed dumplings here are hot noodles. The noodles are either steamed buns or fried pie.

Wang Meilan chose to have both. Anyway, it would not be difficult to change the buns into pies.

Wrap the bun first, then hold the bottom of the bun with one hand and gently lift the folds of the bun with the other hand, and then roll it into a pie.

The purpose of mentioning that is to make the dough thinner at the pleats, so that there are no too thick pieces of dough in the pie.

The stuffing and noodles are all prepared in advance, and the work will not make too much noise.

But there were guests in the west room, and Wang Meilan herself was too busy, so she carried the basin and went to the next door.

At this time, Jin Xiaomei and Li Dayong both got up.

When Wang Meilan arrived, the couple had already bought soy milk, tofu brain, soybean curd, and dried tofu from the tofu shop.

Then, Jin Xiaomei and Wang Meilan started making buns, and Li Dayong went out and climbed over the wall to Zhao's house, lit the stove with firewood, and boiled water to steam the buns.

Big white and fat buns were placed in circles on the sorghum pole cover beams. Jin Xiaomei and Wang Meilan whispered, "Sister-in-law, in two days you will have to organize us to build a batch of these cover curtains, otherwise there will not be enough."

ah."

"Isn't it enough?" Wang Meilan pinched the folds of the buns and said, "Before the Gregorian calendar, we made twenty buns."

"What's that enough for, sister-in-law?" Jin Xiaomei said, "I heard Baoyu say that after the holiday the year before, their brothers are going to go up the mountain.

When the time comes to bring back more wild boars, roe deer, etc., and freeze the meat outside, won’t they all have to be supported by a curtain?”

This is directed at Wang Meilan. Others just throw the frozen meat into the snow, freeze it for two or three hours, and then go out and pick up the frozen meat pieces from the snow into the vat.

But Wang Meilan didn't do it. The cut meat had to be put on the curtain, and then it was taken out and frozen one by one.

Sometimes, if the frozen meat gets on the curtain, you have to use the back of a knife to lift it. If it doesn't lift properly, the curtain will be broken.

"I don't want them to catch wild boars." Wang Meilan put the wrapped buns on the curtain and said, "The wild boars were so old and skinny a few years ago, they don't taste good either!"

In late autumn, between the first snows, freshly fattened wild boars are the fattest and their meat is the most fragrant.

The closer winter comes to the new year, the leaner and less delicious the wild boar meat becomes.

"Sister-in-law, what do you mean?" Jin Xiaomei asked, "Shall we buy two pigs?"

"Oh, let's see then." Wang Meilan said: "I asked Xiaojun and the others to try their best to catch Huang Maozi and catch him next year."

Jin Xiaomei glanced at Wang Meilan, thinking that your Xiaojun can listen to you, and these people can also listen to you, and Huang Maozi, can Shen still listen to you the next year? Can a hunting dog still listen to you?

She thought so in her heart, but Jin Xiaomei did not dare to say such rebellious words.

"Sister-in-law." What Jin Xiaomei said was: "When the time comes, let's catch the pigs and let my family, Ruhai, handle this matter."
To be continued...