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Chapter 323 Killing Pigs

In previous years, people would prepare New Year's goods at the end of the twelfth lunar month. Now that the weather is cold, every household has enough food and the poultry they raise have grown up. They can prepare New Year's goods early and enjoy various kinds of cured meats first.

Old Wang's family also raises more than a dozen chickens and ducks, as well as two large fat pigs, all of which are managed at home by Wang Chuanfu and his wife.

The sounds of pigs being slaughtered can be heard from time to time in the village.

Little Ayu was overjoyed; wherever there was a sound, she would run to watch the excitement.

She went to several places in a row, but they all stopped her from a distance.

"Ayu, slaughtering a pig is too bloody, you can't watch." Aunt Hu stopped little Ayu, who was as lively as firecrackers, from outside when her family was slaughtering a pig.

Little Ayu said, "But I'm not afraid of blood, I've seen it before!"

When Grandma Wang went to the pork stall to buy pork, it was always covered in blood, but Little Ayu wouldn't even blink.

What's more, when they rescued a blood-covered person on the street, Grandma Wang's fingers trembled uncontrollably, but Little Ayu acted as if nothing had happened.

It's as if they were born insensitive to blood.

Aunt Hu glanced in the direction of the Wang family, and while dealing with little Ayu, she called out to Biandan: "Biandan, take little Ayu to play for a while. There are two banana trees on the mountain behind that are ripe. Take a sickle and go cut them down."

Then she said to little Ayu, "Ayu, be good. Go play with Sister Carrying Pole. Have lunch at our house today. I'll have someone tell your grandma."

Actually, the reason why Grandma Wang didn't let Xiao Ayu watch the pig slaughter was because she had already told the villagers beforehand, afraid that it would frighten her precious little granddaughter.

The villagers were naturally happy to cooperate.

If Zhang the Donkey found out that he had let his precious granddaughter watch the pig slaughter, he would probably steal half of their pigs.

I'm busy at home today and don't have time to argue with Zhang the Donkey.

After the carrying pole took Ayu away, Aunt Hu San returned to the yard. The pig had been almost slaughtered, and Hu San was carrying a kettle of hot water, pouring water onto it.

Upon seeing Aunt Hu, I casually asked, "Are you saving the pig's heart for her this year?" "Save my ass! They don't need any!" In previous years, Aunt Hu would save the pig's heart for Old Mrs. Wang after slaughtering a pig, knowing that she loved braised pig's heart.

Hu San: "Then let's save them up and send them to my second cousin's family. Their harvest wasn't very good this year—"

"All you ever think about is your second cousin! What has he ever left you all year round?" Aunt Hu rolled her eyes. "Just a pig's heart, and you're going to take it to several villages? How embarrassing! Forget it, I'll just give it to Zhang Donkey, so she won't be so sarcastic all the time. If I don't give it to her, she'll overthink it and might even cry secretly at night."

Hu San: "..." Aren't you the one overthinking things?
Just then, Old Mrs. Wang was carrying a slaughtered chicken when she heard Aunt Hu say this at the door. She immediately turned around and left.

But Hu San's son saw her and hurriedly called out, "Aunt Wang, you're here? Come in and sit down!"

Grandma Wang sneered, "Which eye of yours saw me come? I was just passing by. Who has time to sit at your house? It's all covered in blood, don't try to stink my ears!"

Hu Sanshen's son: ?

Smoking your ears?

After Grandma Wang finished speaking, she threw the chicken in her hand far away towards him.

"Aunt Wang, this is unacceptable!" A whole chicken, plucked and gutted, weighs about five or six pounds.

It's worth a lot of money.

By the time Aunt Hu came out, Old Mrs. Wang was already just a silhouette.

"If it has chicken plague, take it or leave it. Don't bring it back and make my eyes water."

Aunt Hu snatched the chicken from her son's hands: "Only a fool would throw it away."

After entering the courtyard, she said to Hu San, "Later, cut two extra ribs off the spare ribs and send them over with the pig's heart, so that no one will say that I, Aunt Hu San, am taking advantage of others."

(End of this chapter)