Disappearing bricklayer

In the past, almost every household in the countryside had to raise one or two pigs. On the one hand, they accumulated farmyard manure to feed crops, on the other hand, they made full use of the bran residue of grain to feed pigs, which was the only legal income of farmers at that time.

All the production teams raise animals to plow, cultivate and help people grow crops. Yak (bull), donkey (bull), mule (bull) and horse (bull) should all be castrated, so as to tame it, obey people's drive and help people work better.

Tooth (male) pigs and lactating (female) pigs are castrated except for a few breeding pigs, so they are tame and docile, which is convenient for growth and fattening. Therefore, bricklayer with technical expertise in this field was an indispensable industry at that time, and it was also a very popular occupation.

This industry is different from other industries. No one needs to shout, but there are obvious signs. They often push bicycles around the village with red stripes on their heads, or hang a few bloody balls of pigs, sheep, cows and other raw animals. As soon as I entered the village, the bicycle bell of "Didi Rinrin" creaked at a certain beat, and people knew it was a master craftsman.

In fact, the two are two different concepts. According to Du Niang, castration refers to the castration of smaller animals such as pigs, dogs, chickens and cats. Pigs are the most common, while chickens and cats have only heard of them and have never seen them. Pastor refers to the castration and castration of horses, mules, donkeys, cows and other large animals. It is troublesome to castrate big animals. They are strong and kicking around. The limbs must be tied with ropes in advance before cutting can be carried out.

The castration master who often comes to our village is a lean, tall and middle-aged man with a radiant face. At first glance, he is a very capable person. There was a suitcase hanging from his belt, and various knives of different lengths and sizes were inserted in it, dripping on his ass and eggs. He began to walk and swayed back and forth. Contact for a long time, the somebody else just know his surname is wang, home more than ten miles away from us, also can be called the township party secretary.

Master Wang's craft has been in Fiona Fang for more than ten years. He grabbed the baby pig and immediately put down his knees. He picked it out with a flick of the knife. When the knife was cut, the pig squeaked for a minute or two. Nothing happened, except that the wound was a little red and there was no blood flow. This is how he moves quickly and skillfully.

But there are also some misers in the village who don't want to pay this dollar and find bold young people to approach them. The goal of the tooth pig is obvious, which is generally not difficult, but it is too slow, bleeding a lot, and the pig can suffer. If you castrate a suckling pig, it will be very difficult. Some amateurs cut their stomachs, but they always can't find the flower intestines (ovaries), sweating profusely. Either the whole pig is dead or the castration is not complete. When the pig is big, it will be troublesome to catch up with the fattening stage. I finally gained weight, pigs ran around without eating or drinking, and after a few days, they lost weight.

Master Wang is a professional after all. For so many years, there has never been an accident, leaving a good reputation in our area. At that time, it was more troublesome to castrate pigs and suckling pigs, and it was more expensive to have a few stitches after castration. Sometimes we can recruit cattle, donkeys, mules and horses from the production team. The price of castration is many times higher than that of pigs. At that time, Master Wang's income was still considerable.

Sometimes cows can drop a few balls, which is a delicate and nutritious treasure and can improve food. No wonder he is in such good health.

Lao Wang undertakes all the work in more than a dozen surrounding villages, and takes turns wandering around several villages one day. Every two or three days, Master Wang rides his old bicycle into the village.

The villagers seemed to see a long-lost old friend, so they stepped forward and nodded and said, "Julian Waghann is here." Master Wang is also amiable, smiling all over his face, taking out cigarettes, handing them, lighting a fire and being extremely enthusiastic.

After the 1990s, the collective was dissolved, and all rural people went out to work during the slack season, and few people raised pigs and livestock. Master Wang hasn't been to the village for a long time. From then on, I can't hear the sound of ringing the bell anymore. Since then, the bricklaying industry has disappeared from the countryside.