Reborn as a scavenger mom who turns into a powerful villain

Feng Li handed the duck to Liu Tongguo with a proud look on her face. The corners of her mouth were raised high, revealing two deep dimples. Her smile was as brilliant as a blooming flower, and her eyes were flashing with a cunning and bright light, as if hiding countless interesting little secrets.

As she taught, she shouted, "Here comes your turn! Grab the wings and don't let it run away!"

The sound was clear and loud, like the sound of a silver bell, echoing in the yard.

As she spoke, she patted Liu Tongguo's shoulder hard. There was a "pop" sound when her palm touched the shoulder, as if she was cheering Liu Tongguo on.

Liu Tongguo laughed, and the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together because of the smile, like a blooming chrysanthemum, and his happiness was hidden in every wrinkle.

That smile was full of confidence, as if he was fully aware of what he was about to do, as if he was an experienced butcher.

He grabbed the duck's wings with his strong hands, clasping them tightly like a pair of pliers, each finger turning slightly white from the force.

He held the duck high, the muscles in his arms bulged and the blue veins stood out, his powerful arms showed his confidence.

Then, like a majestic executioner, he frowned, a deep groove formed between his brows, and his eyes became sharp, as sharp as an eagle's.

He raised the shining knife in his hand. The knife flashed coldly under the sunlight, and the surrounding scene was reflected on the blade like a cold mirror.

He gestured towards the duck's neck, muttering, "Your death is coming!"

After saying that, he gritted his teeth, his cheeks puffed up like two small balls, swung his arms vigorously, leaning his body forward, and cut the duck's neck with the knife!

It looked as if the duck would die immediately if the knife was cut, and the whole yard seemed to be shrouded in this aura.

Feng Li was stunned when she saw Liu Tongguo's appearance. Her eyes instantly widened like two copper bells, full of surprise, and her eyeballs almost popped out.

Then she laughed so hard that she fell backwards, holding her belly with both hands, and her body shook continuously like a willow branch blown by a strong wind.

She laughed so hard that tears welled up in her eyes. The crystal tears sparkled in her eyes and could burst out at any time.

She laughed and pointed at Liu Tongguo and the unharmed duck, gasping for breath.

"Hello, old man Liu, what are you doing? You are three years older than a three-year-old child! Look at your knife, you can't even cut the hair, you are just tickling the duck!"

Every word she spoke was accompanied by a laugh that echoed far across the yard.

Liu Tongguo was also confused. He thought that with this cut, the duck's head would fall off with a "click" as he imagined.

But I didn't expect that after this cut, not even a trace of fluff fell off.

His eyes were wide open, almost bulging out, and he looked at the knife in his hand in disbelief, his mouth wide open.

He swung the knife in the air twice. The movement was somewhat mechanical, as if he was testing the sharpness of the knife. His brows furrowed even more tightly, almost twisted into a knot.

He muttered, "No way, this knife is obviously very sharp!" His voice was full of doubt, and his expression was like a child who encountered a difficult problem, with confusion in his eyes.

"It's not the knife's fault. It's just that you don't kill people like that."

Fengli's shoulders were shaking constantly due to her laughter, and the ups and downs of her shoulders were like waves, one after another.

Her body was somewhat unsteady and she swayed from side to side. Tears streamed down her cheeks, leaving two clear tear marks on her face.

"Old Liu, you are so humorous! Your way of killing a duck is really unheard of!"

As she spoke, she wiped her tears with the back of her hand. The action was somewhat childish. She finally stopped laughing and sobbed from time to time.

"Ugh!"

Liu Tongguo was really embarrassed and made a fool of himself. His face turned red like a ripe tomato, so red that blood might come out.

He could only giggle twice, scratch his head, and show a simple smile, and the sparse hair on his head shook.

He asked, "How do I kill him? Tell me!" The voice sounded timid, in stark contrast to his previous confidence.

Feng Li suppressed her laughter, cleared her throat, took a deep breath, and her chest rose and fell with her breathing.

She tried to calm herself down, then said, "Bend the duck's head toward its wings and secure it with your hands!"

She demonstrated the movements as she spoke, looking intently at Liu Tongguo.

Her slender fingers gently grasped the duck's head and wings. With great skill, she slowly bent the duck's head towards its wings. Each movement was gentle, as if she was treating a precious work of art.

Liu Tongguo hurriedly did as he was told. He bent the duck's head carefully and stared at it with a hint of nervousness in his eyes. He looked so serious that he made him look like an obedient elementary school student.

His rough big hands fiddled with the duck a little clumsily, his fingers trembling slightly, for fear of accidentally hurting the duck or making another mistake.

Some beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and those beads sparkled in the sunlight like tiny diamonds.

"Then pluck the hair from three fingers below its throat. Pull aside the hair until you see the flesh! Now you can cut it with a knife. Also, put the blood into this bowl with salt water! Got it?"

Fengli pointed to the bowl beside her as she spoke. The bowl was a blue and white porcelain bowl with delicate patterns on the wall, which shone softly in the sun. The salt water in the bowl was clear and transparent.

Feng Li looked at Liu Tongguo without blinking, her eyes full of expectation, just like a teacher expecting students to answer questions.

"That's easy! Isn't it just a matter of one knife?"

Liu Tongguo said nonchalantly, raised his eyebrows, a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes, he felt that this was not difficult, and shook the knife in his hand.

The knife made a buzzing sound in his hand, and the reflected light flashed on his face.

Liu Tongguo picked up the knife and held the duck tightly with his other hand. His lips were slightly pursed and a little cracked, like dry land.

He cut the duck's neck carefully, much more cautiously than before.

This was a terrible thing. The blood spurted out like a fountain, splashing everywhere.

The column of blood rushed into the air, appearing a strange red color under the refraction of the sunlight, and then dispersed into countless small blood drops, falling like rain.

Some of it splashed onto him, forming small red flowers on his apron.

Liu Tongguo subconsciously closed his eyes, shrank his body and neck backwards, like a frightened turtle.