When I woke up in the morning, I saw someone in the circle of friends drying fragrant pig-killing rice, which immediately aroused my thoughts, and made me, who had not eaten pig-killing rice for two years in other places, swallow my saliva when I looked at the circle of friends. At the end of each year, when the Spring Festival is approaching, the people with pigs in the village will slaughter the fat pigs, and relatives and friends gather together to enjoy the delicious pig killing rice. Even if there are no pigs, they will buy a pig of moderate size at the end of the year to slaughter, which means that they will have good food and good food and drink in the coming year.
Every winter vacation when I was in school, the day I was most looking forward to was the day when my family killed the pig. Not only can you meet relatives you haven't seen in a long time, but you can also invite good friends to your home to eat meat together, not to mention how happy you are. Early in the morning, relatives and friends came one after another, the men sharpened knives and chopped wood, the women selected and washed vegetables, and the children were responsible for taking care of the charcoal fire, otherwise they would not be able to eat delicious barbecue.
With a piercing scream, a fat pig was slaughtered. Its bright red blood gradually flowed out, dripping in the salt water prepared in advance, and shimmering a strange bright red in the sun. After the pig is slaughtered, we start to prepare the ingredients for the pig rice. Fresh pork is cut into chunks and placed in large bowls, and then marinated with a variety of spices, and the mixture of seasonings such as coriander, green onions, ginger and garlic is mouth-watering.
Next, put the marinated pork into a large vat and marinate for about half a month, allowing the salt to slowly seep in. The uncured fresh pork is placed in a large pot with rice, and the charcoal fire burns vigorously, and the flames dance, giving off a refreshing warmth. Half an hour later, gently stir with a spoon to allow the pork and rice to blend, and a unique aroma comes out.
After a while, an enticing aroma fills the air. The big guy swallowed and couldn't wait to taste the delicacy. Eventually, the pig-killing rice was cooked. When you open the lid of the pot, a hot breath hits your face, take a deep breath, and feel the perfect combination of pork and rice.
Scoop a bowl of pig-killing rice, the rice grains are full and shiny, the pork is tender and juicy, and every bite is full of happiness. It is the taste of hometown, the warmth of reunion. This pig-killing rice is not only a delicacy, but also a symbol of unity and happiness of our extended family.
I deeply realized that pig killing rice is not only a delicacy, but also a kind of cultural inheritance and family exchange. No matter where I am, this pig-killing rice reminds me of the good times in my hometown and makes me feel the longing for my relatives and hometown.