My best friend is living a famine-stricken life; you're going crazy, I'm farming.

Xu Yingying had only been gone a short while when she ran back, shouting, "Come out quickly! Come out quickly!"

"What's wrong?" Lin Cuiniang rushed out in a hurry.

"We have a big shipment!" Xu Yingying excitedly waved her hands and turned to run towards the entrance.

Three men struggled to drag a wild boar up.

The dark-furred wild boar, lying in the freshly melted snow, looked so tempting.

"Who hit you?" Yang Fenglan looked at Zhou Jingyi and Xiao Yuanshan in surprise. "Are they injured?"

“I didn’t,” Zhou Jingyi shook his head, then said, “Uncle Xiao’s hand is injured.”

Only then did everyone notice that Xiao Yuanshan had a large gash on his arm, and blood had stained the area around the wound.

“It’s so serious! Quick, come inside, I’ll take care of it for you,” Yang Fenglan said.

"It's alright, let's get this pig back first." Xiao Yuanshan didn't care about the injury on his hand at all.

Yang Fenglan didn't insist. "Alright, take it easy. I'll go take a look around and see if I can find some herbs."

Yang Fenglan was familiar with every corner on the mountaintop. There used to be mugwort there, but it was pulled up to boil water to repel mosquitoes.

Yang Fenglan went down the cliff to look for her.

With Long Aotian by his side, they easily found a bunch of mugwort.

It doesn't grow as well as it did in summer, but it still has quite a few green leaves.

After washing and crushing the mugwort, Yang Fenglan boiled some warm water and helped Xiao Yuanshan clean the bloodstains from his wound.

With the slightest movement, fresh blood flowed out again.

The wound was about ten centimeters long, the skin and flesh were torn, and the wound was not shallow.

"Why is it hurt so badly?"

"It was just a scratch from the wild boar's tusks, nothing serious."

Yang Fenglan looked up at the calm man. With such a large wound, if she were to cry out a few times, he would not seem to feel any pain.

Without any sterilization equipment, we could only apply the crushed mugwort directly to the affected area and then wrap it with a cloth.

Xiao Yuanshan kept his arm raised and remained motionless, letting Yang Fenglan do as she pleased.

Looking at the bow tied on top, he smiled for no reason. "Just tie it casually, no need to make it so fancy."

"Where's the fancy stuff?" Yang Fenglan tied her shoelaces like this without noticing that the bow was tied too perfectly.

"Uh, this is fine, thank you." Xiao Yuanshan lowered his sleeve.

"We should be thanking you. Without you, where would we get such good pork?" Yang Fenglan washed her hands and took the water out to pour it out.

Outside, Xu Yingying looked at the wild boar that had been drained of blood and exclaimed excitedly, "I declare today is New Year's Day!"

Lin Cuiniang laughed and said, "You can't even remember the exact date. You just say it's over?"

"As long as there's meat to eat, every day is like New Year's! Children, come with me to boil water and scald the pig hair!" At Xu Yingying's command, the children all sprang into action.

Some started the fire, some fetched water, and some sharpened knives—however, seeing that Xiao An was really clumsy at sharpening knives, Xu Dazhu took the knife from him and sharpened it himself.

Lin Cuiniang scolded him for taking the children's work, saying he just didn't want to fetch water.

Xu Dazhu said in a low voice, "Wife, there are so many people here, please give me some face."

Xu Yingying teased, "Dad, you earn your own face. Look at Zhou Jingyi, he went to fetch water without saying a word. Isn't that impressive?"

Xu Dazhu was speechless, then pointed at Xu Yingying, "She really is your father's good daughter."

When the water in the pond ran out, Xu Dazhu and Zhou Jingyi took turns going down the cliff to fetch water.

Xiao Yuanshan wanted to help, but was stopped by several women: "You are the hero of today, and you are injured, so you should rest well."

Xiao Yuanshan was indeed tired, so he sat comfortably at the kitchen door, watching everyone busy at work.

However, he wasn't really idle.

Once a large pot of water boiled, he began scraping off the pig hair.

First, burn off the pig bristles with dry grass, then scald them with boiling water.

With one foot on the pig's back and both hands gripping the cleaver, he scraped off the pig hair with a forceful pull.

Before long, Xiao Yuanshan was sweating profusely, so he pulled up his shirt and wiped his face with it.

Yang Fenglan stared wide-eyed at his exposed abs.

Absolutely no less than six pieces!