What is the traditional custom you are most familiar with about the second day of the second lunar month?

My family is from Chifeng, Inner Mongolia, Han nationality, not Mongolian. On the second day of February, when the dragon heads up, we will eat pig's head and pig's feet. I compete with my sister for it every year.

What I remember most is eating pig's trotters, but now that my sister is married, no one is competing with me to eat them. I don't think they smell good, hey!

Why don't I say eat pig's trotters because I think my mother's cooking should be the best! Well, the whole universe.

First, tattoo the pig's feet.

Haha, speaking of tattoos, there is really no pattern on your pig's feet! After all, it's for eating, not hanging on the wall as a work of art. You need to prick the pig's feet with needles, and the density is similar to that when tattooing. In order to make the flavor of seasoning enter the trotters better, it needs to be marinated for one night first. My mother is the only one in town who should do this.

Before my sister got married, we both dipped in soy sauce and tied flowers on pig's trotters. My sister told me: Young men love flowers and call their daughters-in-law mom? , haha.

Second, secret marinade.

After the pig's trotters are tied, soak them in hot water for a while, because after soaking for a while, the meat will be loose, the pinholes just tied will be opened, and the fragrance will enter. Seasonings are basically soy sauce, onion, ginger, garlic, sugar, vinegar, cooking wine and fragrant leaves of pepper. Basically, I finished eating, then I left it there and waited for cooking the next day.

As soon as the next day arrives, my father will shave my head. That's the kind of scraper he uses. It's still cold on the second day of February in the north every year! My father turned my head like a monk, making my sister always pat me on the head. It really hurts, as if all my sisters don't care about my brother.

Third, eat trotters.

Pig's trotters need to be disassembled. I have eaten pig's trotters cooked by others, and the bones and meat can't be disassembled at all, but my mother can easily disassemble them.

My sister often puts oil on my face, and my mother scolds her. The more you scold her, the more you discredit her. My sister said: What do you care if the client doesn't resist? Then my mother began to scold me, and she said? People have put oil on your face, and you are still eating there! ?