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Kill the pig!

There is pig-killing food to eat!

Song Yan suddenly became energetic, put on his coat, slipped on his shoes and went out, shouting, "Ah Qi, bring me a basin, I'll go get the pig's blood."

At this moment, An Qi was squatting on the wall, watching the pig being slaughtered opposite with great interest. Upon hearing this, he turned his head and said, "Just now, A Niu came over and brought the basin over."

Listen to the pigs' howling slowly subside.

"I'll go take a look across there too." Song Yan didn't even bother to wash up. She rubbed her hands and went out and headed straight for the Niu family.

The Niu family was very busy at this time, and people from the village lined up to buy pork.

Originally, Aunt Niu raised this pig with the intention of fattening it up and selling it as a whole, exchanging the money for the betrothal money for Niu.

A few days ago, when Aunt Niu saw that Aniu seemed to have let go of Zhang Yue'er, she tentatively mentioned a girl from the next village to him.

But Aniu said that there was no rush, he wanted to earn more money before considering starting a family.

Seeing this, Aunt Niu didn't force it anymore. As for the pig she raised at home, she was reluctant to sell the whole pig, so she invited a butcher from the next village to slaughter the pig.

The fat meat is sold to the villagers, and the family can keep a few pounds of lean meat, bones, and some scraps to have a prosperous New Year.

Song Yan squeezed into the crowd and took a look. Wow, there were quite a lot of people coming to buy meat.

After all, it's the end of the year, and no matter whether the family is rich or poor, everyone wants to buy some meat to enjoy the New Year's feast.

If you have enough money, buy a few more pounds.

Those who are short of money can buy a pound or half a pound, which is considered as a way to have a taste of meat.

Aunt Wang was also in the crowd. She tugged at her daughter Dahua and whispered, "Xiao Song is here. Remember what I told you. Be more proactive."

Dahua said with a wronged look on her face: "Mom, how can a girl take the initiative? If this gets out, how can I live my life as a human being?"

Aunt Wang was so angry that she couldn't help but pinch her arm: "How can mother harm you? Look at the Song family across the street, they have such a big house."

"When you marry in, you will immediately become the wife of the landlord. What else can you be dissatisfied with?"

Dahua bit her lip and said hesitantly, "But Song Dashu beats women. I don't want to marry him."

Aunt Wang didn't care: "What's wrong with beating a woman? Look at our village, which man doesn't beat his wife?"

"Besides, although Song Dashu has a bad temper, he is still a nice person. If you marry him, as long as you go along with him, you can still live a comfortable life." Aunt Wang continued to persuade her daughter earnestly.

After hearing this, Dahua was still a little scared, but after Aunt Wang urged her again and again, she nodded reluctantly and whispered, "Mom, I understand. I will try my best."

Aunt Wang saw her daughter finally let go, and a relieved smile appeared on her face. She gently patted Dahua's hand and said, "That's right."

"When there's no one around later, remember to take the initiative and go up."

At this time Song Yan still didn't know that he was being stared at, he stretched his neck to look forward.

The pig was already dead, its throat had been cut twice and it was bleeding. A faint smell of blood filled the air.

"Brother Song!" When Aniu saw Song Yan, he came over with half a basin of hot pig's blood.

"Here it comes." Song Yan hurriedly reached out to take the wooden basin.

He brought the pig's blood back, added a few spoonfuls of salt and a bowl of water, stirred it, and let it sit for fifteen minutes to solidify naturally.

Then he quickly washed up, went out with the steamed bun in his mouth, and lined up to wait for his share of the pork.

He had agreed with Aunt Niu early in the morning that he wanted a pig's liver and would grind it into powder for Yaya and mix it with complementary food, which would be nutritious and provide iron.

In addition to pork liver, we also asked for a few ribs, pork shanks, pork stomachs, etc., as well as a whole pig hind leg to make ham.

At this time, the butcher had scraped the hair off the pig skin and started to divide the meat.

The villagers said one after another: "Sister Niu, give me a piece of pig fat."

"I also want two pounds of fat meat to stew braised pork for the New Year."

Aunt Wang said, "Give me a pound of pork belly."

The aunt next to her laughed and said, "Sister Wang, why did you only buy one pound of meat? This pound of meat is not enough for the whole family."

Aunt Wang gritted her teeth and said, "Then give me two kilograms."

Aunt Niu said quickly: "Don't worry, line up one by one!"

After the villagers bought the meat and went back one after another, Aunt Wang was the only one who lingered.

She hinted to Dahua with her eyes: "There are not many people here, go quickly."

Dahua pinched the corner of her clothes, walked over timidly, and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "Song, Brother Song."

Over there, Song Yan didn't hear anyone calling him. He was concentrating on picking the ribs. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a small figure passing by his door.

He immediately turned around and shouted angrily: "Dahua, stop right there!"

Dahua was frightened by the sudden shout and trembled all over.

Song Yan had no expression on her face and said sternly, "Come here!"

Dahua was so scared that her legs were shaking and she staggered towards him.

What should I do? Will Song Dashu beat her up?

Then, Song Yan threatened fiercely: "If you don't come over, I'll beat you up!"

"Woo~" Dahua whimpered, tears quickly welled up in her eyes. The fear in her heart was like a cold current that penetrated her body.

She quickly covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and without looking back, she ran away as fast as the wind.

Woohoo, so fierce, she doesn’t want to marry Song Dashu!

Aunt Wang glared at her back with a look of disappointment.

It's really useless.

Song Yan was still unaware that he had accidentally scared a little girl and made her cry. He waved to Dahua to come over.

"Where have you been these days? You haven't been home all day." Song Yan muttered.

As he spoke, he saw Dahua holding a black object in his mouth: "Wait, what are you holding in your mouth, let me see."

Dahua hesitated and walked towards him.

Only then did Song Yan see clearly that what it was holding in its mouth was actually a bloody rat.

Song Yan almost burst.

He quickly called out, "Stop! Don't come over here! The mouse is gone! Lost!"

Dahua had no choice but to put the mouse on the ground, and then looked at Song Yan with an innocent look.

Song Yan was already hard-hearted. He walked over, grabbed its ears, and roared, "You actually wanted to bring a mouse into the house? You're asking for a beating!"

Seeing this, the butcher on the side laughed and said, "It's only natural for a cat to catch a mouse. You're making a fuss, young man."

Having said that, if you bring a dead mouse into your home and it happens to be contaminated with bacteria, viruses or something, it would be troublesome.

Song Yan taught him patiently: "From now on, if you catch a mouse, you can only eat it outside. You are not allowed to bring it into the house. Do you hear me?"

Dahua meowed softly, and I didn't know if he heard it or not.

"Xiao Song, I've cleaned your pig's stomach." Aunt Niu shouted.

"Okay, auntie." Song Yan went out with a basin filled with pig stomach, bones, and a large piece of pig hind leg, ready to go back.

"Remember to come over to eat the pig-killing meal later!" Aunt Niu reminded him again.