At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Chu Heng Shiran left Da Chi's house.
The room behind him was silent. The village captains and commune leaders were lying all over the floor, like a car accident scene.
Because they had just won a battle, everyone was in a very high mood today and couldn't help but drink a few more drinks.
Under the influence of alcohol, a group of old guys who were about to die suddenly felt that they could do it again. They formed a malicious group to find Chu Heng with wine glasses, hoping to avenge their shame.
Looking at the group of strange old men surrounding him with sinister smiles, he was so frightened that he trembled.
What should we do if three or five people drink to death?
Then... nothing happened.
Someone who didn’t know the meaning of respecting the old and caring for the young once again taught them how to behave and let them know what it means to have people outside the world and heaven outside the world.
The price is too heavy. I estimate that for a long time in the future, these people may have to change their drinking habits, or even quit drinking.
"Why bother? Why bother?"
After pouring five or six kilograms of wine into the warehouse, Chu Heng rode out of the village as if nothing happened. Seeing that it was getting late, he did not go to Qiushan Reservoir. He hummed a song and smoked a cigarette, and wandered back to the winery. .
Without the interference of the publicity team, the atmosphere in the winery became more relaxed. The guys no longer were afraid of this and that, they just worked hard and worked hard for the same goal.
The mountains and construction sites are full of busy people.
Standing on the small slope, looking around at the ever-changing winery, Chu Heng felt hot in his heart.
Soon.
Soon I will be able to go home and sleep with my pretty, fair and tender wife!
......
Wang Zhuoran also moved very quickly.
Just when Old Man Tang was waiting for the village cadres and commune leaders of Daxindian to commit suicide, he asked people to find Penglai, who was sharpening his knives and preparing to go to Daxindian for revenge. Heads and heads of the security department, first of all At the meeting, they were severely criticized one by one, and they were warned not to mess around in the winery again. In the end, they even picked up a few of the many mistakes Qiao Yong and Shi Long made to scare the monkeys. Came out and sent the person in.
All the heads and heads suddenly fell into silence and did not dare to have other ideas.
Then on the next day, the senior official Wang rushed to Daxindian with a group of confidants, preparing to go and plead guilty.
I didn’t expect it, but I missed it.
Hey, after eating at six o'clock in the morning, I went to Qiushan Restaurant to go fishing!
It is true that Wang Zhuoran came here today to find Chu Heng, but what he wants to say is not that he must meet him. If he insists on calling him back, it will be too deliberate, and even if he doesn’t do it, he will It's annoying and self-defeating.
So he could only sigh with disappointment in his heart, pull Lu Yansong with a look of remorse, first apologized, and then talked about the follow-up treatment, and guaranteed those He would not come back again, and at the same time, he sent his capable general Xiao Wang to station at the winery to protect them.
Then he talked about increasing the supply share of daily necessities for the winery and setting up a supply and marketing cooperative. He declined Lu Yansong's invitation to stay with them for dinner and went to Daxin Store, intending to teach those cowards a lesson. Baotian's captain and secretary Kong Chuan.
After Chu Heng came back from fishing and learned about the situation, his impression of Wang Zhuoran instantly increased greatly.
We don’t care what the other party’s purpose is, at least the attitude is good.
We have to appreciate it!
So, he personally went to Penglai with a double red stick the next morning, and treated the other party to a meal to express his gratitude.
Since then, this farce has come to an end. The winery can finally continue production safely.
……
The sun rises and the moon sets, and time flies.
In the blink of an eye, ten days passed quietly.
After such a long period of busy work, the planting work in the vineyard is finally coming to an end. Only a small piece of land is left. The grape seedlings will be planted. If everything goes well, it will only take one morning.
So, in order to reward the hard-working members, Chu Heng made great efforts early in the morning to catch two fat pigs sent by the teams in Qiushan Store, preparing to make a meal on this last day. Pig dishes, give the members a good meal and thank them properly.
“Ouch!”
In the open space in front of the house, two fat pigs tied up with five-flowered flowers may have realized something, and they were lying on the ground screaming in misery.
There is a makeshift earthen stove next to it. There is a blazing flame in the stove, and the water vapor is thick in the cauldron. This is for hair removal later.
"Why haven't you come yet?"
Chu Heng stood impatiently on the big stone in the open space with his hands on his hips, looking towards the direction of the winery, waiting to go to Mulangou to ask the pig butcher. Che Xiaobao.
After fishing for more than ten days in the wind and sun by the reservoir, his face turned darker than Bao Gong. Those who didn’t know thought he had suffered a lot these days.
“Coming, coming!”
At this time, a young man standing next to him suddenly raised his finger excitedly and pointed into the distance.
Chu Heng looked up and saw Che Xiaobao speeding towards this side on a bicycle, with a thin old man in the back seat.
The old man’s surname is Zhang. He is an old butcher and he also worked in the guerrillas.
Before liberation, you killed Japanese soldiers, and after liberation, you killed pigs in the team. The nature of the work was very different.
"It's so ink-stained. I asked someone to spend half an hour!"
He glanced at his watch and saw that it was almost eight o'clock. He frowned in displeasure and looked at the car. Xiaobao is very dissatisfied with his work efficiency.
Fortunately, there is still time.
A few moments.
Che Xiaobao brought people back, and then a group of young and strong members began to kill pigs under the command of Old Man Zhang.
They first put a pig on a makeshift table made of wooden boards. Five or six people worked together to hold the fat pig tightly. Old man Zhang slowly came to the table with a cigarette in his mouth. , pulled out a polished butcher's knife from his waist, and seemingly casually glanced at the pig's neck with squinted eyes.
In just such a moment, Chu Heng seemed to feel a strong murderous aura from the old man's bright eyes!
Immediately afterwards, the sharp knife in the old man's hand stabbed out like lightning, and stabbed it into the pig's neck with a 'puff' sound, and then quickly pulled it out. In the next moment, large spurts of hot blood spurted out, and the man who had been holding a basin in his hands squirted out. A woman waiting nearby caught it.
This pig's blood is a good thing. I'll put some seasonings on it and steam it in a pot, and it will be a good delicacy.
"Ouch!"
The fat pig screamed even more miserably, but soon died out.
After the first pig was completely out of breath, Old Man Zhang poured some boiling water on the pig, directly used the butcher knife in his hand to remove the hair of the pig, then opened the intestines and belly, took out the water, and removed the pig's hair. When it comes to meat, not a single cut is unnecessary in the whole process. It can be said to be smooth and smooth, pleasing to the eye and almost as if the skill is close to Taoism.
Chu Heng loved watching this and felt very relieved. He stood aside and watched for a long time. It was not until a few invited captains arrived that he reluctantly accompanied them into the room to talk.