Abandoned the Immortal Cultivator, returned to his hometown to farm and sing

Chapter 1321, page 1309: Aunt Hong held up half the sky.
This video, or rather, this vlog, has come to an end.

Netizens knew where at least a portion of the 20,000 pigs in the cat-head piggy bank had been sent, ever since the appearance of the black-circled pig head.

But upon seeing the ending, my attention was drawn away by the ceremony.

This is a ceremony, isn't it?

It's written in the pinned comment section.

When firefighters successfully complete a major emergency rescue mission (such as extinguishing a fire or rescuing trapped people) and achieve "zero casualties" (no one is injured or killed), the brigade will hold an internal celebration ceremony.

The ceremony involved all team members lining up for lunch, with the captain and instructor reading aloud the hero's deeds. Each member of the team would then give the best piece of meat from their lunch bowl to the hero, until the hero's bowl was piled high with meat.

This ceremony, which has been held for twenty years, is the highest tribute from the Xixiang Fire and Rescue Brigade to the "perfect rescue".

The ceremony, with "zero casualties" as its strict standard, highlights the firefighters' equal emphasis on the lives of the public and their own safety. Every bite of meat served is a celebration: the value of a hero lies not only in charging into battle, but also in returning safely.

The meat may not be a delicacy, but it embodies the most sincere respect from comrades-in-arms. No medals or ribbons are needed; a bowl of "meat from a hundred families" is the highest medal—it symbolizes the team's pursuit of professional competence and conveys the life-and-death commitment among comrades: "You protect the people, I protect you."

For two decades, "Red Mama" has nourished her team members with pork from her own farm, calling them "kids." Her connection with the ceremony reveals the nationwide support chain behind the rescue mission: the public nurtures the firefighters, and the firefighters, in turn, give back to the public, forming a continuous cycle of courage.

The ceremony, rooted in the everyday life of the canteen, reminds the world that greatness comes from the ordinary. The glory of firefighters is not only on the fire scene, but also forged in the rigorous training day after day and in the meals filled with anticipation.

This is a silent monument, engraved with the professional belief of "zero casualties"; this is a resilient bond, connecting iron-willed men with the mundane world; this is a spark of hope, proving that when mission meets warmth, the story of heroes has the most heartwarming footnote.

The mountain of flesh will eventually be devoured, but the spirit will never fade—it constantly reminds those who come after: every expedition must be undertaken with the concerns of the entire team, to protect all living beings, and to bring oneself home.

After reading this comment, netizens were all speechless.

He's said everything he wanted to say.

Moreover, he explained things more comprehensively than he had thought.

"The value of a hero lies not only in charging into battle, but also in returning safely"—how well said!

The person who wrote this commentary understands it so clearly and has summarized it so comprehensively.

He must be a firefighter.

That's right, his name is Xu Jinkui.

I used my real name as my online name.

The introduction states that he is the deputy head of the Tianhan City Fire Brigade, a hero and model of fire rescue in Tianhan City, a recipient of the title of second-class hero and model, and has been awarded a collective third-class merit once.

He sincerely wrote down all the honors he had received.

Unlike young people in the internet age, they didn't do anything funny.

Apart from his portrait.

Instead of using a photo of himself in an orange fire-fighting suit, he used a picture of a chubby owl with a flower stuck in its rear end.

Cat-head fans recognized it immediately: "Long-eared Cuckoo Chicken".

This is a classic photo, taken during the unlucky guy's live stream.

That unlucky fellow showed everyone that he didn't go home after migrating back. Instead, he settled down in the Ping'an Gully forest, where he grew fat and became quite vain. He would sneak into the flowerbeds to pick flowers and stick them into his own tail feathers.

I was trying to lose weight at the time, but the results... well, let's just say they were disappointing.

The second boss of the Cat Head family, Xiao Xiaoman, has a big golden cat that steals meat from the kitchen in the middle of the night, seemingly wanting to recruit a follower.

It's said that the second boss of the Cat Head family is quite successful. Cat Seven is also her younger brother, and there are even fanfiction and comics about them.

The arrogant queen and the sickly white-haired loli in the moonlight.

These two are a couple.

Uh, Xiao Xiaoman and Chairman Ding Xiaoman are the official couple, and they also have a loyal guardian, Gugu Chicken.

This is such a mess.

Far away.

This deputy detachment leader, Xu Jinkui, used a long-eared clucking chicken as his profile picture.

When did the long-eared gugu chicken first come into the public eye?

The Tianhan Flower Sea Food Festival two years ago.

The mysterious shop on Zibai Mountain.

It is also the newly appointed guardian deity of Zibai Mountain.

The reason is that one winter, four geological exploration team members went missing in the primeval forest of Zibai Mountain.

Tianhan organized fire and rescue teams, armed police, and civilian rescue teams, totaling nearly 3,000 people, to go into the mountains to search.

I searched for two whole days, but found nothing.

Just as the critical 72-hour rescue window was about to close, it was this long-eared clucking chicken that flew over the rescue team's heads, grabbing the hat of the missing exploration team member and guiding them in the right direction.

Four exploration team members were caught in a sudden winter rain in the mountains. While seeking shelter from the rain, a mountain wall collapsed, causing them to fall into the water. They were injured, hypothermic, and fell into a coma, but were eventually rescued.

At the time, along with the Flower Sea Food Festival, this story spread widely and touched countless people.

Some people still remember the personal signature of one of the rescued exploration team members: "No matter how high the mountain is, it can't be higher than the sole of your shoe."

It has become the motto of many mountaineering teams.

Xu Jinkui used a long-eared clucking chicken as his profile picture?

With microscopes on their heads, netizens, bursting with curiosity, quickly did some research.

I found accident and rescue notices from several years ago.

Xu Jinkui's name was on the list of award recipients; he was awarded a collective third-class merit, and his unit was listed as the captain of the Xixiang Fire and Rescue Brigade.

So he was one of the rescuers back then! No wonder he used a clucking chicken as his profile picture.

Upon further contact, they discovered that the workplaces were different.

I see, he must be the previous brigade leader. He was promoted and transferred because of his meritorious service. No wonder he calls Aunt Hong "Mama Hong".

This is actually a TV series, with both parts connected.

This "Aunt Hong's Daily Life" is also a TV series.

Interspersed among the fire safety notices, fire safety education activities in schools, and fire brigade mission briefings published on the Xixiang Fire and Rescue Brigade's new media accounts.

The series is told from Aunt Hong's perspective, introducing the daily work, training, and life of the fire brigade.

The content is quite interesting.

However, there were few viewers, after all, it was just an account of a county-level fire brigade, and most of the followers were local residents.

The release date of this episode of "Aunt Hong's Daily Life 12" was more than half a month ago, when Maomaotou had just started selling pigs.

It has now been updated to "Aunt Hong's Daily Life 14".

It's roughly one issue per week.

In the thirteenth episode, oh dear, I saw that big pig's head.

However, this is a sad video.

It was completely dark outside.

Laughter and cheerful voices filled the fire station's canteen.

Aunt Hong cooked another delicious meal. The firefighters served their food and sat around the large round table.

In the middle of the table was a huge pig's head, well-prepared, glistening with oil, bright red, lifelike, and even smiling.

It's a complete pig's head.

The boys, unsure how to prepare the pig's head, urged the team leader to distribute it.

This guy wants his face cut first, that guy wants pig's ears, and that funny kid is yelling for the captain to bite his nose first.

The captain held the knife, unsure where to begin.

Aunt Hong watched them make a ruckus with amusement.

Just then, in this joyous moment...

Sudden.

Alarm bells were ringing.

The firefighters immediately stopped laughing, dropped their bowls and chopsticks, and ran away.

They knocked over chairs and tilted tables, not caring at all.

He bumped his leg against the door, but didn't bother to rub it. He staggered as he tried to rush out.

Less than a minute later, several fire trucks with flashing lights rushed out of the garage.

Aunt Hong silently helped up the chair and straightened the table.

He sat listlessly at the dining table, his face devoid of smiles, only filled with worry.

Suddenly, a firefighter's cell phone, which he had left on the table, rang.

Aunt Hong picked it up and glanced at it; the screen displayed "Mom".

I stared at the screen for a while.

Aunt Hong answered the phone. She deliberately spoke loudly and casually, "I was wondering why the phone was ringing. Looks like Junwa forgot his phone in the cafeteria again. That kid's always so restless."

He rattled off a string of questions before asking, "Hey girl, is something wrong? Your kid's not here. He went to the movies with Yang and the others. He just left, in a rush... Ugh, Yang's so slow. I made them a braised pig's head today, and those guys were really enjoying it. Yang's greedy, he was fighting with your Jun for the pig's face, they were even playing rock-paper-scissors and arm-wrestling, making a ruckus and wasting time. He only left when the movie was about to start, and in his rush, he even left his phone behind. And look, I found another one, he even has a picture of his girlfriend on his phone, Peng's kid. When did he start dating...? No, he didn't go on a police call, he just went to the movies. He booked the tickets this morning... Don't worry, he's safe and sound, nothing's wrong. I'll have him call you back when he gets back... Tomorrow's fine too, tomorrow it is. Who knows how late he'll stay out. He has exams coming up, and those guys said they'll start studying tomorrow. If they let loose one more night, they'll be putting things off until they fail the exams..."

We chatted for a few more minutes about everyday things before hanging up.

Aunt Hong glanced at the pig's head on the table, then silently began clearing away the dishes...

Upon seeing this, the newly arrived netizens were moved to tears.

Alas, the hearts of parents are always full of love and concern; they only report good news and not bad.

Aunt Hong deliberately rushed through her words, confusing Junwa's mother.

It must have been really tough on Aunt Hong, to come up with such a convincing excuse in such a short time.

[This definitely didn't happen once or twice. They've made up excuses beforehand, and by now everyone's used to it.]

[The commotion Aunt Hong described—fighting over pig's head, arm wrestling—is probably what she imagines. She wants her children to be lively and excited, fighting over food, and she wants them all to be safe and sound.]

A white lie reveals so many kind souls.

Firefighters are in so much danger! Everyone would love for them to just train all day and not go on missions, and to spend all their time taking things like dismantling iron gates, rice cookers, fences, and other weird and wonderful things from around the necks of adults and children.

Or pull people out of the well.

Even going to kindergarten and playing tug-of-war with the other kids is fine, as long as you don't win. Even if you win and the kids cry, it's okay to comfort them.

Please stop risking your lives to rush into the fire to save people, okay?

Firefighters have the highest mortality rate in accidents during peacetime.

Unfortunately, this is not possible.

Faced with raging fires, earthquake ruins, and devastating floods, firefighters are always the first to rush into dangerous situations; they are the most beautiful heroes who go against the tide...

The only wish is that this year, fire brigades across the country will have nothing to do.

I hope you really have a lot of free time to go to the movies.

……

But now the whole country knows they were on duty, right?

[Look at the time, this was posted ten days ago. The police report was even issued the day the video was posted... The mission was completed safely.]

Actually, you'll see it soon enough.

After tidying up the table, Aunt Hong sat there for a while longer, watching the wall clock go round and round.

It felt like a long time had passed. Aunt Hong stood up, took the pig's head out of the refrigerator again, picked up a cleaver, and sliced ​​it into pieces.

Then he took out a large piece of braised pig's head and sliced ​​it as well.

The pork head meat, ear strips, and tongue strips that were just cut up were all arranged in a large stainless steel square plate.

The numbers are neatly arranged.

Next, crush the garlic, add vinegar, chili oil, and sesame oil to make a large bowl of dipping sauce.

This is the proper way to eat a pig's head; the whole pig's head I just showed it to the "kids" was just for fun.

After finishing all this.

Aunt Hong started kneading dough again, and kneaded a huge lump of dough.

While the dough was resting, I blanched a bunch of bok choy, smashed several cloves of garlic, chopped them up, and then chopped some scallions.

I also prepared several kinds of chili powder, sesame seeds, and white sugar, and arranged them all.

Then they kneaded the dough, cut it, rolled it out, and stretched it.

Stretch the dough into a wide and long strip, stretching it one strip after another.

Sprinkle with dry flour and put it in a bowl.

I do not know how long it has been.

It must have been a long time. Aunt Hong rubbed her lower back, wiped her sweat, and stretched her shoulders.

I sat down and rested for a while.

Just a little while.

He stood up again and continued stretching the noodles until all the dough was used up, and the wide noodles filled an entire basin.

He then sat back down in his chair, staring blankly at the wall clock.

The minute hand has gone around once more.

Suddenly, the fire station gate opened, and several fire trucks returned.

Aunt Hong suddenly stood up and hurriedly walked out.

They only slowed down when they got close to the garage.

Once the first vehicle came to a complete stop, the tall instructor jumped off.

Aunt Hong forced a smile and asked loudly, "Yangwa, mission accomplished? Is anyone hurt?"

The tall instructor was still wearing heavy protective clothing. He took off his helmet, revealing a face covered in dust and dirt, smudged black.

He grinned, revealing black teeth. "Aunt Hong, it's alright. There was a wildfire, but it's out now. Everything's fine. I'm just hungry after a whole night. Do you have anything to eat?"

Aunt Hong finally smiled and waved her hand, "Go wash up quickly, I'll make you some oil-splashed noodles."

"Yes!" the tall instructor shouted in response.

He turned around and called to his teammates, all of whom were little blackened by the smoke, "Go take a shower quickly, Aunt Hong made oil-splashed noodles!"

"Great!" "Long live Aunt Hong!" "Aunt Hong, I love you to death~~" The cheers were deafening.

Aunt Hong watched with a smile as the group of little black kids pushed and shoved each other, rushing into the building.

They looked perfectly fine, without any bumps or scrapes, and seemed to have plenty of energy.

He jokingly cursed, "You brats!"

Then he turned around and hurriedly returned to the kitchen.

Go cook some noodles...
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This huge pot of noodles looks terrifying.

This time, I truly saw the usefulness of the large rice bowl I had used for eating noodles at noon.

Really good at pretending.

A row of wide, long noodles was laid out on the worktable, with several noodles in one bowl.

Don't be fooled by the fact that there are only a few pieces; they weigh at least a pound.

Then top it with a few blanched bok choy leaves.

Sprinkle with prepared chili powder, minced garlic, chopped green onions, and white sesame seeds, then add some sugar, balsamic vinegar, soy sauce, and salt.

Finally, add a classic touch: a small spoonful of fermented soybean paste and half a spoonful of Sichuan peppercorn powder.

The oil was heated until it was scalding hot, then I scooped it up with a large spoon.

"Sizzle~", "Sizzle~", "Sizzle~"

Pour the sauce three times over each bowl.

Steam rises, and a rich aroma fills the air.

The boys came in, squinting their noses and following the scent.

Each person held a large bowl, slurping down slices of braised pig's head and stewed meat without even lifting their head.

In no time at all, the bowls and plates were empty.

The boys leaned back in their chairs and let out a long sigh of relief, "Finally, we're alive again!"

Aunt Hong looked at them with a smile, tapped the table with a large spoon, and said, "Eating so much so late at night, move around a bit before you go to sleep."

As he spoke, he pointed a spoon at the sink and said, "Go and wash your own dishes."

Oh, it's this event...

The video ends here.

Netizens were drooling as they watched.

[Great! We're back safe and sound again. Everyone's here, and everyone's safe and sound.]

Wow, they can really eat! That huge bowl of noodles could feed me for three days.

They put out a wildfire; it must have taken a lot of effort. Being able to eat is a blessing.

It's so nice to have a hot meal as soon as I get back.

They're eating oil-splashed noodles and braised pig's head meat so deliciously, I want some too!

Aunt Hong really holds up half the sky for the fire brigade!

(End of this chapter)