Dressed as a farmer's widow, she brought her daughter to stock up on food and reached the top

"Really?" Butcher Li's eyes suddenly lit up, his face filled with uncontrollable joy. "Sister Xiuying, you really brought me a great job!"

Xiuying looked at Butcher Li's excitement and felt more at ease. She said, "It's settled then, Brother Li. I'm counting on you tomorrow."

Butcher Li nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry, Sister Xiuying, I promise to do it properly for you!"

After saying this, he couldn't help but chuckle, as if he had already seen the lively pig-slaughtering scene tomorrow.

Butcher Li was so excited about slaughtering a pig the next day that he couldn't sleep all night.

The moon was at its zenith, but a dim light was still flickering in the house.

Butcher Li sat on a stool, before him the butcher knife he hadn't used for a long time. His eyes were focused and intense, his hands tightly gripping the knife handle as he sharpened it again and again on the grindstone.

"Boom blah blah..."

The sound of the knife being sharpened was particularly clear in the still night. Butcher Li kept muttering, "I have to show off my skills tomorrow. This knife can't be blunt."

Aunt Li was woken up and muttered, "Boss, go to sleep, it's already so late."

Butcher Li didn't even look up and replied, "You go to sleep, I'll keep grinding. This opportunity is rare."

After marrying into Futian Village for so many years, he can finally slaughter a pig tomorrow. This is the first time in the village to slaughter a pig. How can he not be excited?

Moonlight streamed through the window onto him, illuminating his resolute figure. The butcher knife, sharpened by his repeated polishing, became increasingly sharp, gleaming with a cold gleam.

It was not until dawn that Butcher Li stopped with satisfaction. He looked at the sharp pig-killing knife, as if he had already seen everyone praising his craftsmanship tomorrow, and a smile of anticipation appeared on his face.

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The next morning, Xiuying and her family woke up early. Mother Yang made breakfast and quickly boiled water, steaming hot water filling the entire yard.

Xiuying's father was arranging the tools and basins that would be used later in the yard, his expression serious yet with a hint of anticipation.

Xiuying was busy clearing some debris from the house to make enough space for slaughtering the pig.

Some neighbors in the village also came early to help, and everyone chatted while working.

"Killing a pig is a big deal, and it has to go smoothly."

"Yes, Xiuying's pigs are doing really well this year."

The children looked on curiously from the side, and were scolded by the adults to stay away and not get in the way.

The whole yard was filled with a busy and lively atmosphere, and everyone was busy preparing for the upcoming pig slaughtering, as if it was a grand ceremony.

Butcher Li finally appeared as everyone expected.

He was wearing a black coarse cloth jacket, a wide apron tied around his waist, and holding the sharp butcher knife in his hand. He strode into the yard with a confident look on his face.

"Butcher Li is here!" someone shouted.

Several strong men in the village immediately gathered around and prepared to help hold the pig down.

Everyone came to the pigpen. The big fat pig seemed to sense its impending fate. It walked back and forth in the pen restlessly, making a "grunt" sound from its mouth.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it will be fine in a while." A man tried to comfort the big fat pig.

The men exchanged glances, quickly opened the pigpen door, and rushed in. Some grabbed the pig's ears, some pulled its tail, and some pushed its body hard, trying to subdue it.

The big fat pig struggled desperately, its cries became more and more shrill, and the whole yard was suddenly in chaos.

"Everyone, work harder!" Butcher Li shouted loudly.

With the concerted efforts of everyone, they finally lifted the fat pig onto the prepared chopping board. The fat pig was still twisting its body, trying to break free.

At this time, Butcher Li walked forward, held the pig's head with one hand, and raised the butcher knife with the other hand. The scene instantly became quiet, and everyone held their breath, waiting for the critical moment.

Butcher Li stood before the chopping board, his eyes focused and sharp, staring intently at the struggling pig. He took a deep breath and held the sharp butcher knife firmly in his hands, the blade gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

Everyone around them fell silent, watching the scene nervously. Butcher Li pressed his knee against the pig's body, increasing the pressure. The pig seemed to understand its fate was imminent, its cries becoming increasingly shrill, and its hooves thrashing wildly.

Butcher Li was not affected at all. He saw the right moment and stabbed the pig's neck with his butcher knife. The knife sank in instantly, and blood gushed out like a stream, splashing onto the chopping board and Butcher Li's body.

The pig let out one last scream, its body trembled violently a few times, and then gradually became motionless.

Butcher Li did not dare to relax, and held the knife handle tightly to ensure that the pig's blood could flow out fully.

The bright red blood flowed into the large basin that had been prepared long ago. The "tick-tick" sound was particularly clear in the quiet courtyard. The blood in the basin became more and more, and it was steaming hot. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

When the pig's blood had almost drained out, Butcher Li finally pulled out his butcher knife and wiped the blood off the pig. His forehead was covered in sweat, but his expression revealed a sense of satisfaction and pride at having completed an important task.

"Okay, the pig is finished!" Butcher Li said loudly. The people around him finally breathed a sigh of relief and praised Butcher Li's superb craftsmanship.

After Butcher Li finished slaughtering the pig, everyone immediately took action to help behead the pig.

Several men worked together to lift the pig into a large wooden tub and poured boiling water over it, creating a cloud of steam. Sun Dasao and several other women quickly scraped the pig's hair with scrapers, their movements expertly and efficiently, the swishing sounds echoing in the air.

Butcher Li was directing from the side: "Scrape this side again, be careful, don't miss anything."

The children gathered around curiously, a little scared but unable to resist watching.

After shaving the hair, everyone lifted the pig onto a clean wooden board.

Butcher Li skillfully cut open the pig's belly with a sharp knife, and the entrails tumbled out. Several experienced villagers hurried forward to help sort them, and the heart, liver, lungs, and intestines were sorted and placed one by one.

"This pork liver looks good and fresh!" someone said.

"Yes, this pig is well-fed and its internal organs are good too."

The men were busy cutting up the pork, while the women were cleaning the viscera and tools they had just used. The whole yard was filled with busy figures and noisy sounds, but everyone's face was filled with joy and satisfaction.

On the other side, Taohua, Shiliu, Awang and Afan hurriedly brought out the eight big dumplings that they had made when renovating the house.