The most lively pig killing activity of the year began.

If an individual is about to face the tragic fate of slaying his neck, he will also resist fiercely before he dies.

The sow under Wenyin weighed amazingly, and the five men almost didn't hold it down, so they could only temporarily call Xiang Yu for help.

Xiang Yu excused himself to sleep last night, and sent Wenyin away.

"Crooked, you have to hold it down, if you can't hold it down and let the pig run away, you are the eternal sinner who caused me not to eat the pig-killing dish!"

Eternal...... Sinner!?

Wenyin is angry: If you don't come up to help, forget it, you still stand next to you and point fingers, and you look like you are eating melon seeds, just looking at it makes you feel angry.

Even if what Xiang Yu said was very unpleasant, he couldn't help but be competitive.

So, she held back her strength and wanted to use her own weight to stabilize the sows that were dying and struggling.

"Howl howl howl!"

However, the pig's sense of survival is really strong.

Even with his sideways on the ground, the four hooves still struggled to kick in mid-air, and several times he almost hit the sound, and it was a matter of minutes to really kick and turn into an A-cup.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem!" "Cough cough cough violently when he heard the sound.

"Xiaowen, are you okay?"

It was Xiang Yu's eldest cousin who spoke, and she was clearly worried about it, but she had a lively expression on her face.

"It's easy to have anything. ”

Glimpses of the surrounding villagers are all like this, and their eyes mostly reveal distrust of her. To be exact, I don't believe that she, who is as thin as a hemp pole, can hold down the big fat pig.

As a result, Wenyin's competitive spirit was once again fully mobilized, and he simply straddled his legs and sat on the pig, hoping to be suppressed by his own weight.

"Howling ......"

It may be that the struggle is exhausted, and the fat pig is far less piercing than before.

"Pretty girl. At least it's quite guts. ”

It was the strong man who was responsible for holding down the fat pig, and when they heard the sound, they were a lot more relaxed, and they let go one after another, and handed each other cigarettes to smoke.

After receiving the compliment, Wen Yin smiled quietly.

In Xiang Yu's eyes, he sighed that Mr. Ba actually has a naïve side, what's the matter with being a little cute when he is competitive?

Thinking like this, Xiang Yu secretly took out his mobile phone again and took several photos of Wenyin riding a pig in a row.

Well, that's a good angle, and it makes the background a good ......

This picture is well captured, especially the small eyes that are calm and flustered......

After shooting dozens of photos in a row, Xiang Yu was satisfied, as a bargaining chip to blackmail Wenyin in the future, it was enough.

The butcher appeared, holding a shiny pig-killing knife, not to mention hearing the sound, even Xiang Yu was not ready, he was originally smiling and slashed down......

The scarlet blood was still hot, and it splashed a little on Wen Yin's face.

In the past 22 years of life experience, although the experience is rich, it is the first time to experience the killing of pigs at close range, especially when I see blood gurgling out, and my legs are weak.

Xiang Yu expressed deep sympathy.

Even if it's him, killing pigs during the New Year can only feel a voice.

The moment the butcher took the knife, thanks to his quick hand, he blocked his eyes slightly.

Otherwise, you'll have nightmares at night.

After a brief observation of the eyes that were unfocused, insomnia was indispensable.

It was as if she had been drained of the shell of her soul......

Life and death are playing out right in front of our eyes, understandably.

"The skin is quite thick. ”

When the butcher was not satisfied with his performance, and wanted to continue to go deeper. The dying fat pig suddenly "snorted" and got up angrily!

The smell of riding on it was completely unprepared, and when he smelled the rich bloody gas, his body was already weak, and he was arched by homeopathy!

Although his brain was blank, his body, out of instinct not wanting to be thrown off, lowered his whole body and wrapped his arms tightly around the pig's neck.

The wrist area was quickly wet with blood gushing out.

"The pig ran away!"

"Hurry up!"

"Catch it!"

The strong men in charge of holding it down were the first to react, and the small courtyard suddenly became chaotic.

Xiang Yu, who had just grabbed a melon seed and put it in his mouth, was stunned when he was about to calm down. The skin of the melon seeds fell from the corner of the mouth......

Lying on the grass, what happened!

The boss actually ran away on a pig!

He rubbed his eyes to make sure he was not mistaken—Wen Yin was still on the pig's back, and his body that couldn't keep his balance was shaky.

She's probably been scared stupid - pale and won't scream.

calmly looks like riding the clouds, and the occasional fluttering pupils remind Xiang Yu that the person is still alive.

The fat pig dripping with blood ran wildly, and as for the sound on his back, even if it was accompanied by a piece of soft music, there was no sense of disobedience.

If you only look at the upper body, especially the flowing hair that spreads out with the wind, it is definitely a qualified advertising sample, plus the painting of the lower body, the strong sense of conflict makes this absurd situation make people have a mental shock.

At least it stimulated Xiang Yu's desire to create - I really want to pick up a pen to paint, and the name of the painting is "Pig Riding Girl".

"Howl, howl, howl......"

Finally, in the face of the strong men's pursuit and interception, coupled with excessive blood loss, the fat pig lay down on the snowdrift in despair, and the sound on his back also fell.

Everyone was in a hurry to control the fat pig, so Xiang Yu walked quickly towards Wenyin.

"Who am I and where am I?"

The experience of riding a pig has never been before, which makes the journey of hearing the sound back to his senses extremely long.

When the eyes were finally able to feel the scene in front of them, the first thing they accurately captured was Xiang Yu...... Concerned eyes?

It should be, right?

He still cares about me?

What a surprise......

Although it was only two or three minutes, the sound on the pig's back began to look back on his entire life, from birth, toddlerhood, to school, and several years of living abroad......

That is, in the process of looking back on the short life of 22 years, from the depths of Wenyin's mind, a feeling that has never appeared before burst out.

With Hu Ke saying that she was stubborn, she connected the two experiences before and after...... I really seem to have done something wrong.

Especially in the perception of the iron pillar, is it because he is too paranoid?

Wenyin couldn't figure out whether it was due to the recurrence of the disease or his own personality.

But no matter what the reason, it is indeed excessive to frame him twice before and after.

The above is "Feeling of Riding a Pig".

In the chaos, Wenyin sat up with difficulty, and Xiang Yu's gaze was always firmly glued to her.

Even though his eyes were dim and difficult to discern, in the dark, Wen Yin could still feel the concern from him.

So, she blushed and whispered, "I'm fine......"

The last sentence of thank you for your concern is still in the exit.

There's no way, she's just a character who doesn't express well.

In his imagination, Tiezhu should anxiously lift her up from the snow and help her gently pat off the snow shatters on her body......

However, it was she who was naïve.

"You know what? You just almost hit me?"

Wenyin was stunned, this is just looking for an entry point to care about himself, right?

That's how it should be......

She's not quite sure, either.