Chapter 913

Farmers are still relatively realistic. Now I hear that Xiao Chen will be slaughtered next year to distribute to the villagers for the new year. Moreover, these villagers must plan to raise more heads.

After the village head and the villagers left, Xiao Chen looked at the half pork and had his own way.

"Shiniang, I'm going to use most of it for deep frying meat."

This braised meat is different from braised meat. It comes from Guangdong cuisine. In Xiao Chen's opinion, it is better than braised meat. Moreover, it is easier to preserve.

When it's ready, you can take some back to Binhai city.

As for why Xiao Chen did it?

It must have been taught by Shiniang.

"You do it." Xiao Chen said.

Xiao Chen cut off the pig's head first and prepared to cook pig's head meat dishes for lunch today. The rest, except for some lean meat and ribs, are used to fry the barbecue.

Xiao Chen thought of the widow Wang. He was going to bring some pieces to widow Wang.

As for the others, Xiao Chen is going to fry the meat in the afternoon.

"Sister Tang Bing, when you have lunch with Shiniang, you can make spareribs soup and pig head meat."

When Xiao Chen took some spare ribs and lean meat and was ready to leave, Xiao Chen's wife asked, "Xiao Chen, where are you going?"

"Shiniang, I'm going to sister Wang's house."

Isn't that where widow Wang is?

"Sister Xiaowan, are you going?"

"Let me go and have a look."

Mo Xiaowan felt that widow Wang was also very poor. She could see from those three days.

When Mo Xiaowan followed Xiao Chen and was ready to go with Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen's master and wife watched Xiao Chen leave without saying anything.

They met other villagers along the way, who looked at Xiao Chen with respect.

When Xiao Chen came to widow Wang's house, he saw that several dilapidated houses were made of stone and mud. They were still blocked by tiles and black cloth. They looked very dilapidated.

Fortunately, there is no typhoon or strong wind here. Otherwise, such a house may be blown over.

"Sister Wang lives here?" Mo Xiaowan asked.

"This is the last husband sister Wang married."

Xiao Chen and Mo Xiaowan went up along the path and soon came to the door. They saw widow Wang squatting on the ground with her back to Xiao Chen. They didn't know what to do.

"Sister Wang."

Xiao Chen said hello.

Widow Wang turned around and found Xiao Chen and Mo Xiaowan coming.

"Xiao Chen, Miss Mo, are you here?"

In fact, everyone can see the inferiority of widow Wang's heart. She is embarrassed to invite others to her house.

Now widow Wang gets up and wants to share a few kilograms of pork today to make dried bacon.

In fact, it's easy to make dried bacon in winter. As long as you burn the fire and dry it slowly, you can eat it for a long time.

To widow Wang's surprise, now Xiao Chen actually brought her a lot of pork.

Other families, because of the large number of people, it is normal for a family to divide twenty or thirty pounds, thirty or forty pounds, while widow Wang has only one person, so she divided three or four pounds. However, she thinks it is very good.

When widow Wang got up, she went and took out her chair.

Although it is now before the Chinese new year, widow Wang does not have a little Chinese New Year atmosphere here. It looks very cold.

Of course, it is very clean here. There are almost no fallen leaves on the ground.

Not far away, row by row, were the fish that Xiao Chen caught for widow Wang that day. Now all of them have been dried, but they haven't been dried yet.

This dried fish can also be eaten for a long time.

Anyway, with these meat dishes, in fact, widow Wang has nothing to worry about.

"Xiao Chen, why did you bring me so many dishes? I can't finish it alone."

"What's the matter? I'm going to make barbecue tonight. Then you go to my house and get two pieces."

Braised pork?

"What kind of meat?" Widow Wang really doesn't understand.

"It's the fried meat fried into golden yellow. It's very fragrant."

"Really?" Widow wang hasn't eaten.

However, this braised pork can be regarded as a classic Cantonese dish. Widow Wang has not heard of it in these small places, which is very normal.

"Take these to make soup first."

Xiao Chen took the lean meat and ribs to see a doctor for her.

Widow Wang has gynecological diseases. It's not that her private life is chaotic, but the sanitary napkins she uses, and even others may cause some problems.

Moreover, at a certain age, the body can not be as young as it is.

Now widow Wang is in her thirties. That's normal.

"I'll see you later." Xiao Chen said.

Widow Wang remembered that Xiao Chen really came to see her.

However, at this time, Xiao Chen found that many tiles were completely empty on widow Wang's old houses. It was obvious that the old house had not been cleaned up for a long time. If it rained, the rain would fall like that. I'm afraid it wouldn't work if it snowed.

"How many years have you not cleaned up?"

"Two years ago, you helped me clean up that time. Up to now."

It turned out that Xiao Chen helped widow Wang clean up two years ago. His master and his wife asked him to come over.

"I'll help you clean up the upstairs now."

When widow Wang wanted to say anything else, Xiao Chen had gone straight up.

This tile room is really different from those cement rooms. The cement room doesn't need to be mended often, but this tile room needs to be repaired.

Moreover, in case of heavy snow, even such a house can't bear much.

When Xiao Chen went up to clean up the tile houses, Mo Xiaowan watched downstairs.

She knew that the reason why widow Wang was a widow Wang must be the death of her husband, but where did her husband's family go?

Mo Xiaowan didn't see it here either.

"Sister Wang, where's your husband's family?"

"You say his parents, his parents have long been gone. He used to be single. Unexpectedly, he just married me, and there was no seed left. As for his brothers and sisters, after he died, he has cut off the relationship and didn't come to see me once."

"What about your relatives?" Mo Xiaowan asked again.

"My family? My relatives are from other places, but my relatives are more ruthless and have long broken off relations with me. "

"Why?" Mo Xiaowan couldn't believe it and asked.

"Because I've killed five husbands in a row, my relatives think I'm evil and won't let me go back."

The death of five husbands?

Mo Xiaowan can't believe that there is such a thing in the world.

However, looking at widow Wang, she felt that widow Wang was really miserable.

She soon remembered that sentence. What was it called?

It's the kind of people like widow Wang that Mo Xiaowan thinks she's talking about!