陕北的年事是从杀猪开始的。在我印象中,每年腊月初十以后,父亲就会请村里的杀猪把式来杀猪。杀猪是大事,左邻右舍都来帮忙,按头蹄的按头蹄,揪耳朵的揪耳朵,猪拼命嚎叫一阵子,最后哼哼两声,腿一蹬就断气了。母亲不忍心看着她亲手喂大的猪挨刀子,就一个人悄悄躲在窑里,直到大家把断了气的猪泡在一只盛了热水的老瓮里开始褪毛,才来到院子里不声不响地帮帮忙。不一会儿,褪了毛的猪 The story of northern Shaanxi started from killing pigs. In my mind, after the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, my father would ask the village to kill pigs and kill pigs. Killing pigs is a big deal, neighbors to help, according to the hooves hoofed, pulling ear ears, pig hard howling for a while, and finally hum twice, a leg on the off gas. Mother did not have the heart to watch her hand-fed pigs knife, a man quietly hiding in the kiln, until we put the broken pig in a hot vat filled with hot water began to fade, it came The yard quietly help out. In a moment, faded pigs