Bai Fumei in the 70’s

Chapter 41:

In this way, Zhao Lanxiang watched how He Songbai moved the pig scald over a long distance, and then tried hard to split the pork bones. The knife fell and chopped to the hard bone, quickly and violently, and sometimes Martian spit out.

He Songbai split the four pigs for more than an hour.

After he completed the task, Master He picked up thirty pounds of semi-fat and lean meat that was particularly good for him.

He Songbai asked: "Can I pick some pigs?"

His subject likes to eat more pigs than pork, and her trotters are prettier than fat in her eyes.

Master He waved his hand briskly: "Just pick it."

Anyway, the pig can't buy a few dollars.

The masters who killed pigs were tired and hard. After finishing their work every day, they would allow them to bring some pork back to make up their bodies. Master He thought of adding another two pounds of fat into it, and counted it as the “hard work” of He Songbai.

"If you want to split the pig skull, pick it back." Master He added a sentence, as if he felt that He Songbai was poor and shabby, and it was a bit overwhelming.

Pork skulls are not the same as pork ribs. Skulls don’t have a bit of meat. They can get a lot of a few cents. They pack and sell them to the master at a low price. of.

After He Songbai asked these words, he turned his head subconsciously, and he was shocked.

He was supposed to be staying at home at this moment and fell asleep sweetly. He was watching him with tears in his eyes at the moment, not knowing how long he stood there.

Just now, He Songbai, who was "cheap picked" and was happy, was all surprised.

His astringent voice showed a bit of tension.

"You... why are you here?"

Zhao Lanxiang wiped away her tears and said, both distressed and angrily, "I'm not coming, I don't know if you plan to come here every day to'buy pork'."

He Songbai subconsciously pulled away a few steps and said, "I am dirty and smelly."

After that, a few drops of pig blood shed from his fingertips.

Zhao Lanxiang took out her handkerchief and handed him his face.

"I don't think it's too dirty, it's not my man?"

He Songbai hurriedly turned to the sink to wash his hands and wiped his face with a handkerchief. He was talking with Zhao Lanxiang while washing his face. There was a firm voice in the very low voice, "I know what you want to say, Tie Zhu must have told you."

"I will do this job and I won't change it this year. Okay, wipe your tears. Did the scene of killing pigs scare you too bloody?"

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 a little brighter at that moment.

The envious and jealous eyes thrown at him by the hard-working guys made He Songbai feel the difference between the cloud and the mud again. He was the smelly mud in the ground, destined to stay in the mud all his life. And she is a pure and clean cloud, free and free to drift away at any time.

She suddenly appeared in such a place, and He Songbai was dirty, tired and embarrassed, at that moment it was really embarrassing.

Zhao Lanxiang burst into tears and smiled, "You are a real annoyance, you know why I am like this."

He Songbai washed her hands and patted her head, "Go pick something you want to eat."

Zhao Lanxiang found that she could not change He Songbai's thoughts, sighed faintly in her heart, and at the same time was convinced by his perseverance.

This is a kind of admiration for the strong man, obviously there are easy roads to eat and die, but he chose the risky speculation. He did it, and he did the business of selling raw meat. Although bitter and tired, Zhao Lanxiang knew that his choice was right. Each resident supplies a month or two of meat to fatten the black market. Even her parents have to "care" the black market business every week in order to eat a bite of meat.

Although the slaughterhouse was not large, Zhao Lanxiang glanced roughly, and there were more than a dozen pig heads. It can produce 3-4 kilograms of pork every day. I am afraid most of the pork from the nearby black market in some counties comes from here.

"Okay." She answered.

Zhao Lanxiang turned to pick up a pile of bones and pointed to them. "Brother Boy, see if you can split it. There is a pig brain inside. This is a good supplement. Go back and I will make soup for you."

He Songbai heard the words and picked up the big knife and even split five pig skulls.

"Enough? There are still many here."

"Enough is enough, one for one person, just right."

Zhao Lanxiang picked a leaf outside and wrapped the pig brain. He Songbai cut the bamboo sticks and put the pork pigs on the skewer, heaving them in his hands.

He gave all the thirty kilograms of pork to Tiezhu.

"When you go to deliver food, help me give it to the dog leftover."

Liang Tiezhu responded, and it was not too early to see the sky, carrying the pork and disappearing into the night in a hurry.

He Songbai handed over the remaining pigs and the two pounds of pork to Zhao Lanxiang. Shen Sheng said: "You take it back to make something delicious. I'll take a shower and I will return the bicycle later. You Go back to bed first."

Zhao Lanxiang nodded, but did not leave. She followed behind He Songbai, and there were many people coming and going from the slaughterhouse. The women behind He Songbai would jokingly ask, "Your mother-in-law?"

He Songbai nodded vaguely, and Saya walked faster.

He ran to the mountain stream in one breath and took a shower. After washing, he rubbed his dirty clothes. When he came out wearing wet clothes, Zhao Lanxiang was still outside.

She said: "I'll go with you too. When you return the car, let's go home by bike. You don't have to walk back."

The woman's stubborn and cool eyes stared directly at He Songbai.

He Songbai didn't know what evil he was in, and after seeing her eyes, he didn't kill anyone, but instead recognized it silently.

He slowed down his bike, stepping on it and said, "Beware of rain and water."

"This turn caused me to fall a while ago."

Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help but bent her lips, and the next sentence made her frown again.

Soon they came to the residential building, He Songbai returned the car to Li Zhong.

Li Zhong said: "Yo, isn't this the girl selling bean cake? Kidney bean cake is very delicious. I'll sell it all at once. You can do more when you have time."

Zhao Lanxiang nodded.

"Is the loach crispy?"

Li Zhong doesn’t know what loach cake is, he only replied: "Anyway, you can take delicious food. I will sell it for you. They are all my own brothers. The price will not be too strong."

He said, suddenly a little disobedient.

Last time I received someone else's yam cake, and stinged the price down to Qi Mao, earning him fat. After tasting this sweetness, Li Zhong wanted to develop Zhao Lanxiang as a craftsman. Everyone who has money can earn a piece of it.

Zhao Lanxiang said, "Okay."

After returning the car, Zhao Lanxiang pushed the Phoenix car to He Songbai, and took the initiative to sit behind his bicycle.

"Brother Gee, hurry up, it's getting dawn, and people can see me sitting in the back seat of your car, ten mouths can't tell."

She held out her hand to hold the man's lean waist and pressed her face to his back.

The man's wet clothes on the mountain, blowing the wind all the way, are now dry. The rough cloth smelled a little of acacia, a little fragrance, just like the smell on his body. Zhao Lanxiang tightened his hands and hummed the song gently.

"I would like to go upstream and snuggle beside her. There is a dangerous beach 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 so nicely, the lyrics fit my mood.

I would like to go up against the current,

Snuggling beside her.

There is a dangerous beach before frustration,

The road is long and long.

I would like to go down the river,

Find her direction.

But it seems vaguely,

She is in the middle of the water.