OBS Chapter 389: I can get another pig tomorrow
Chapter 389: I can get another pig tomorrow
The grandmother, who was forced to do something, took out the kitchen knife that she had sharpened countless times, and under Anjiu's urging, she used the skill she had practiced countless times to kill the pig with a plop.
The pig's blood gushed out and sprayed right into the big basin in Anjiu's hand.
Grandma took a deep breath - what are we waiting for, Xiaojiu will get the blood, and she will boil some water!
The two men began to work, scalding and scraping the pig's hair. After washing the pig clean, they then gutted it.
As the knife came down, hot air came out visibly.
Anjiu quickly stopped his grandmother and copied one end out using a copy card.
Seeing a pig appear on the ground, grandma was frightened but happy at the same time.
These two pigs should be enough to provide us with wine for at least half a year, right?
But Anjiu told her that as long as she caught the right opportunity, she could clone one every day.
Grandma's expression was as if she had heard something out of the ordinary.
An Jiu didn't dare to provoke grandma anymore, so he laughed and said, "Actually, these are all special abilities of space... um, they look good, but there are limitations on how to use them."
"That's fine," Grandma said contentedly, "I just wonder why I sometimes find extra things in the room."
She thought it might be related to Xiaojiu, but since Xiaojiu didn't say anything, there was no need for her to ask.
After all, it's normal for children to have some little secrets as they grow up.
Anjiu thought there was a lot of pig blood, but he only filled one basin with it. The remaining basins were not idle either. Half of them were used to hold the internal organs, and the other half was filled with water to wash the pig intestines on the spot.
Grandma got a chopping board and all the utensils in the house that could hold things, and began to cut the pork into pieces with great effort.
Put the trotters in a small basin and the pig head in a large basin, and then divide them into front trough, back hill, ribs and fan bones.
I wanted to cut the meat into small pieces so that it would be easy to freeze and thaw, and I could just take out a piece without having to change the knife. However, when the knife was about to fall, grandma suddenly glanced at Anjiu, and the knife in her hand moved a long way to the right.
——It’s better to cut more, otherwise it won’t be enough for her to eat.
1009 couldn't help much and just stood there like a supervisor. Anjiu couldn't bear to watch it anymore and sent him back to check whether the water had boiled.
Perhaps it was because the smell of blood and killing was too strong in the replica house, the chickens and ducks lay obediently in their nests, buried their heads in their wings, and huddled together without moving.
Grandma wanted to deal with the second pig, but was stopped by Anjiu.
"We have to leave one intact so we can make a copy tomorrow."
Grandma seemed to understand, but what she understood was: keep one and you can get another pig tomorrow.
"Okay, okay, okay, okay."
She had no objection at all.
After putting the divided meat into clean bags, grandma refused Anjiu's idea of transferring all the meat at once. She ran back and forth by herself, carrying the heavy meat, sweating all over, and looked like she was enjoying it.
It was already evening when they finished their work. They were so exhausted that they just made a pot of noodles and went to bed early.
The next day, I cleaned the house inside and out, removed dust and dirt, folded clothes neatly, emptied the stove and put them in bags, ready to be used for planting fruit seedlings next year.
Anjiu tore off the edge of the snack bag, put it on 1009's head, and asked him to be responsible for cleaning the dead corners.
Grandma had washed the big items like bed sheets, quilt covers and curtains a few weeks ago. As for the remaining clothes and pillowcases, Anjiu put them all in the washing tub and rubbed them out by hand.
Those that need to be worn urgently are hung by the stove to dry, and the rest are spread out in the copying room. After a few hours, they become hard and will not fall down even if placed upright.
After warming his hands, Anjiu pulled the bucket downstairs to buy water.
The staff member was a newcomer and he didn't want to leave the warm office, so he just opened the door a crack and handed out a water pipe, and then charged according to the price of the monitor.
After a long time of not getting all the water, he stood up in confusion and found that it was a big bucket. He muttered to himself that he shouldn't have told him earlier and increased the water output.
Anjiu: ...
She didn't expect that she has made progress now.
Fifteen minutes later, after paying three hundred contribution points, Anjiu pulled the full bucket home.
Although Chinese New Year is tomorrow, there is no New Year atmosphere on these floors.
As usual, everyone stayed at home, lying in bed, sleeping when they were hungry and being dazed when they woke up.
When Anjiu was sitting in the elevator, he could faintly hear the sound of music coming from downstairs.
The sound was so ethereal that it gave me a trance-like feeling as if I was in a dream.
She hadn't gone downstairs for a long time since the holiday, but she knew without thinking that it must be very lively downstairs.
Anjiu was already accustomed to listening to the rebounding footsteps as he walked back. The occasional coughs and long sighs coming from deep in the path indicated that there were still people living on this floor.
She pulled the bucket and turned into Ding Road. She pushed the latch on the small iron gate and was about to go in when she heard A Ling's voice behind her.
"Little sister, you're back."
Anjiu turned around and saw A Ling standing by the door with a simple smile on her face. Two little heads popped out from beside her legs, looking at her without blinking.
Perhaps remembering their mother's instructions, the two children shouted crisply, "Sister is back."
"Well," Anjiu corrected, "You can't call me sister, you have to call me aunt."
The two children changed their words and said, "Oh, Auntie is back."
An Jiu smiled and said to A Ling, "Then Sister Ling, I'll go in first."
Ah Ling nodded quickly, "Go back quickly, it's cold outside."
When she got home, her grandmother asked her who she had been talking to just now, and whether it was A Ling.
Anjiu put the bucket against the wall and said it was her, and also talked about asking the two children to change their words.
"I call A Ling sis, and her children call me sis, we are of different generations."
A Ling is not very old, she got married early and had children early, so it's normal for her to call me sister.
The two kids can't call her "sister", it would be so messy.
Grandma threaded the needle in front of the firelight and said, "Calling you aunt is the right thing to do. A-Ling is very considerate. When she saw you last time, she was anxious and afraid, so she let the child call you by the wrong name."
After all, they were afraid that Anjiu would not be willing to drive them away. After all, two little mouths are still mouths and they need food.
Grandma continued, “At first I felt sorry for the three of them and thought that since I had to hire someone to help anyway, I might as well give them a hand.
"At first, the two children were so weak that they couldn't even stand up. Later, when they became stronger, A Ling asked them to help light the fire, sweep the floor, and clean the table. Although they are small, they are sensible. They don't cry or make a fuss, and they don't break the dishes."
Grandma glanced at Anjiu at the end of her speech.
An Jiu said shamelessly: "Our bowls are not breakable, so it doesn't matter how hard you throw them."
Melamine material is afraid of fire.
Grandma smiled and shook her head, sewing the knee pads for Anjiu stitch by stitch.
After warming up, Anjiu dug out the window paper-cuts he had collected before, spread them out and pasted them on the window.
Afterwards, she went to copy Room No. 1, dug out dried goods and fruits, and took out various kinds of candies and canned food, and took them outside in advance so that she could set up the fruit plate as soon as she got up the next day.
In fact, we should prepare some fresh fruits, but unfortunately all the ones in the space have been eaten, and the ones sold in the supermarket downstairs are very expensive.
Use dried fruit instead.