Propose a hundred times

On the fifth watch, in the hazy moonlight with only a crooked fang hanging in the distant night sky, the night is so dark that it is the time for people to sleep soundly.

At this moment, in a low valley at the foot of Xiangshan Mountain in the east of Fenghuang Village, there is a simple stove piled up with a few mud bricks. The firewood is burning vigorously. There was smoke, and the light of the fire reflected the slope of a certain river bank. There were no weeds around it, and it looked very clean.With their backs facing the stove, there were a few figures not far away, a few things were thrown on the ground, and a few people were moving around together, they didn't know what they were doing, only a strange rustling sound could be heard in the distance, accompanied by The whispers of those people talking and drinking in a low voice.

It can be said that people are not quiet at night.

Wrong, it's not that people are not quiet.

"Aw-ow-ow-"

Loud, tragic, ear-piercing, long-lasting, the sound of killing pigs.

Shake the foot of the mountain.

A poor life, after screaming and struggling for a long time, finally froze and made no sound. There was a wooden basin as thick as a bucket under its neck, and the bright red and smelly blood rose slowly...

Several people breathed a sigh of relief, took a short rest, and quickly and orderly carried out the next action together: scalding the pigskin with boiling water, shaving, opening, cleaning the internal organs, dismembering...

After half an hour, it finally made sense.A bright butcher's knife rose and fell, and when a pig's hind leg was chopped off, a figure appeared at the bevel.

"Several uncles, are you done?"

The person who came was carrying a lantern, his body was thin and tall, his voice was low and clear, he sounded much younger than the rough guys here.

"Hey! Brother Yuan is here! My brothers are still thinking about sending you home!" The butcher Yang who chopped off the pig's feet responded happily in a rough voice.

The young man called Yuan Xiaoge approached, and from the brighter firelight, he glanced at the large piece of bloody thing on the door panel on the ground, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, retracted his gaze, and said,

"Father and mother just fell asleep again. I was afraid of disturbing them again, so I came here by myself. You see, I brought a basin."

"It's easy to say, I'll serve you more pig red today, and I'll chop off the hind legs you want... Brother Yuan, do you want to keep a pig's ear?"

Brother Yuan's handsome face was reflected in the firelight, and his delicate and feminine features squeezed out a tactful smile, and waved his hands lightly: "No need, you keep it for sale, just leave a pork kidney."

The several butchers were very satisfied, and they complimented each other from the bottom of their hearts: "Your Yuan family is still honest, the pigs you raise are fat and strong, and the meat is also delicious. You don't want this or that when you slaughter, how kind!"

Brother Yuan, who was praised for his kindness, smiled again: "Hey, my family is small, so I can't eat so much. Besides, I kill one every ten and a half months. It's boring to eat pork all the time, isn't it!" Don't give me a short amount of money when you are young, you can say anything!

While a few people were talking, one of the butchers had already dug up a large piece of pig red and put it into the small pot brought by Yuan Xiaoge, wrapped the pig's hind leg and a pig's kidney he wanted, handed it over, and said with a smile: "Yes, We butchers don’t necessarily eat pork all day long, it’s boring to eat too much!”

Brother Yuan took the heavy thing, squinted his eyes and grinned, and rolled his eyes secretly in his heart: Hey, uncle, your round-armed and thick-waisted figure doesn't look like you've eaten too much, hehehe...

"Then...the uncles are doing good business, so I'll go back first!" As he said, he turned halfway and turned his body sideways, lifting his chin towards a big bamboo frame on the ground, "Uncles, please help me put the pig cage and Put the iron pot back outside the pigsty." After speaking, the young man walked towards the direction he came from with a bag in his arms and a basin in his hand.

A few butchers behind him responded, watched the people go away, and then continued to divide the pork, chattering: "You said that the Yuan family should be the best family in Fenghuang Village, and this young man from the Yuan family is not bad. , how come I heard that you haven't found a matchmaker yet?"

"That's right, let this kind of family go to our village, and the matchmaker will have to step on the threshold long ago! Brother Yuan is eighteen, right?"

"No, didn't you say that you just turned seventeen, you're not too old!"

"Okay, okay, tsk... This young man is handsome, he just looks like a sissy, he looks thin, he doesn't look strong, and a pig farmer can't bear to see someone slaughtered... If my boy is like this,我揍死他！我家闺女要是想嫁这样的我也铁定不乐意！”

"..."

Hehehe, uncles!Compared with you guys with such a figure and imposing manner, which family's men are not sissy?

Think so much!

On the other side, the sissy Yuan Shaoan returned to his yard, looked at the sky that was already getting bright, yawned big, went into the kitchen and put down the things in his hands and covered them, and yawned again... Washing his hands and wiping it out of the corners of his eyes With the water stains on her face, she returned to her own room lightly and delicately, took off her clothes and lay down on the bed, closed her eyes and thought about her thoughts, and laughed happily after thinking about it:

well!Today I slaughtered another one of nearly two hundred catties, and I made a lot of money!

When it's dawn, I'll go to give Chun'er Zhuhong, hehe...

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