At this time, the old man's first reaction was that Xiao Mu definitely broke the bucket.

The angry old man picked up the broom and rushed towards Xiao Mu with a momentum, and beat Xiao Mu with a broom without asking.

struggled to snatch the twisted bucket in Xiao Mu's hand, and accused Xiao Mu and said: "You're afraid you're not a fool, this bucket is plastic, you actually use it to bake, don't you know it's going to burn out?

Xiao Mu kept scratching the place where he was beaten by the old man, staring at the old man, his eyes rolling.

The old man lifted the bucket and squinted, carefully looked at whether the bucket had been burned, and from time to time he reached out to touch it, but he didn't find anything broken, but it looked ugly.

He pointed to the bucket and said, "Say, what's the matter, why did you bake it?"

"I forgot to take it after adding water just now, and then it was roasted by the fire and deformed, and I wanted to roast it back to its original state. ”

The old man gritted his teeth and reached out to poke Xiao Mu's head, as if he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Zhang Laohan who was going home.

"Old man, is the water boiling?"

The old man turned his head and glanced at the water in the pot, which was already completely boiling, "It's open, but you won't come back for half a day, so you went to tell others last night that you didn't listen." ”

After speaking, the old man walked back to the kitchen with the twisted and deformed bucket, and found that the broom was not taken and turned back, and he did not forget to look at Xiao Mu viciously.

Xiao Mu felt wronged, lowered his head, carefully wiped his eyes, and kept rubbing between his fingers.

The butcher said to Xiao Mu: "What's wrong Xiao Mu, your grandfather is going to kill a pig for you, and you can eat meat in the afternoon, you are not happy." ”

Xiao Muli ignored the butcher, turned his head and ran.

Then a few young and strong young men came one after another, shouting loudly: "Wan Rong, kill the pig, how high has the sun risen, why hasn't it moved?"

Wan Rong saw that it was the young man from the village who came to help, went back to the room and took out a cigarette, took out a few and handed them one by one, "Don't worry, smoke a cigarette first." ”

At that time, ordinary people smoked cigarettes that basically did not have cigarette holders, and the whole cigarette was shredded cigarettes, and the people who smoked cigarettes with cigarette holders were generally wealthy families, and Wan Rongfa also had no cigarette holders.

"I said Wan Rong, don't be reluctant for the New Year, can you buy some good cigarettes, you are also a person who has just returned from other places, it is impossible to afford it. One of the young men said.

Wan Rong laughed embarrassedly at the novel: "Oh, that cigarette is not what we enjoy, no, the price has increased not long ago, who can afford to smoke it." ”

The man said nothing, but took out a match and lit it, smoking it in smoke.

While smoking, Wan Vieng found two ropes, one large and one small, and walked to the pigsty, and the young men followed.

Seeing that Xiao Mu's New Year's pig was extremely fat, the butcher said: "Yo, Wanrong, your pig is going to be quite fat, I'm afraid I won't have to worry about running out of oil to eat this year." ”

Wan Rong looked at the butcher and said, "At that time, naturally, I heard my mother say that this pig has been raised for two years, if there is no oil at all, this will not be a loss." ”

Wan Rong carefully tied one end of one of the ropes to the pig's back right foot, and told Zhang Laohan to open the pigsty door and drive the pig out himself.

But the pig seemed to know that he was going to be slaughtered, and he wanted to turn around and go back as soon as he got out of the circle, but fortunately, Zhang Laohan reacted quickly and closed the circle door in time.

The pigsty can't go back, but even if Wan Vieng doesn't drive it away no matter what, I have to say that this pig is also a little smart.

The helpless crowd had no choice but to knock it down on the spot, and in a panic, one of the young men accidentally threw himself into the cow dung pond, and Xiao Mu endured the corners of his mouth that were about to rise.

Such a wonderful man-pig battle, how could Xiao Mu miss it, so he came up, but he didn't dare to get too close.

After a fight, the pig was finally completely thrown to the ground, and everyone pulled and lifted, and sent the pig to the "torture table".

The "torture platform" is at the door of the house, and it is a slope, and the slope is nearly four or five meters above the ground.

"Xiao Mu Xiao Mu, bring a sharp knife. Zhang Laohan shouted loudly.

It took Xiao Mu to react after looking around for a long time, and he hurriedly picked up the knife and ran to the "torture table" to hand the knife to the butcher.

Zhang Laohan roared again: "It's so slow, it's not like a child at all." ”

Xiao Mu lowered his head and retreated to the door.

The pig's scream once again attracted Xiao Mu's attention, and the butcher stabbed the bright sharp knife into the pig's neck, and the fiery red blood burst like a flood and poured into the aluminum basin prepared in advance.

After waiting for a few minutes, the pig's screaming did not abate in the slightest, but the blood flow was much less than it had begun.

Suddenly, the pig's struggle before death kicked the butcher off the "torture table" with a knife, and Xiao Mu, who was originally sullen, laughed heartily.

But smiles are always short-lived, and Wan Vieng yelled loudly: "Don't laugh, laugh at something, what's funny." "He looked angry.

The smile on Xiao Mu's face gradually disappeared, and he pursed his lips.

The butcher picked up the sharp knife on the ground and stabbed the pig in the neck again, and in an instant blood splattered everywhere, spilling the butcher's face.

For a moment, Xiao Mu felt so miserable as a pig, and within a few minutes, the poor pig stopped beating and screaming.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the old man scooped some hot water from the pot and drank some cold water, and let everyone wash their hands and faces.

Wan Vieng smoked a few more cigarettes and handed them to everyone, "Come on, come on, smoke, oops, hard work." ”

Looking at the young man with his trousers covered in cow dung, and then thinking about the butcher who was kicked away by the pig, Xiao Mu couldn't help but want to laugh, but he didn't dare to laugh.

After smoking, everyone helped carry the pig to the pot and went home, leaving Xiao Mu's family to clean up by themselves.

"Come, Xiao Mu, help me pour hot water. ”

Xiao Mu ran over and picked up the gourd scoop and poured it indiscriminately.

"Hey, you can't do this, watch me show you. Zhang Laohan picked up the gourd scoop and skillfully poured hot water on the pig.

"See, you have to pour it like this, otherwise if you don't water it evenly, it will cause the pig hair to be unclean, and then you will have to eat pork with pig hair. ”

Xiao Mu learned quickly, and after a few pourings, he was already proficient, looking at the sweaty Zhang Laohan and said, "Why don't I help you scratch?" ”

Zhang Laohan handed the knife to Xiao Mu without saying a word, and after a few scrapes, Xiao Mu found that this was not a good errand, and after a few clicks, he found that he was weak, but he was embarrassed to say.

Zhang Laohan had already seen that Xiao Mu was powerless, but he didn't say anything, like to see how long Xiao Mu could last, he took out a dry cigarette to smoke, picked up a carbon fire and lit it, and looked at Xiao Mu leisurely on the side.

Finally, he couldn't hold on anymore, breathed a sigh of relief, and handed the knife to Zhang Laohan, "Oh, no, no, no, I'm too tired, it's not fun at all." ”

Zhang Laohan teased: "Don't stop, continue, otherwise I won't give you meat." ”

But no matter how Zhang Laohan coaxed and deceived, Xiao Mu didn't agree, and sat on the stone on the side.