The wild boar had just squealed twice, piercing the night sky, and the quiet village was particularly harsh, and the hairs of the barkers stood on end.

Jiang Xiaochi immediately ran forward, waved his big arm, and smashed his fist on the boar's head.

The wild boar screamed, kicked his legs twice, and had no strength to hum, and then stretched his legs again, and then froze on the ground motionless.

Song Lao Er was scared stupid, and the brackets were still frightened by Jiang Xiaochi. But he couldn't resist the temptation of wild boar, so he still had the courage to walk behind Jiang Xiaochi and look at the ground: "Killed?" ”

Jiang Xiaochi shook his fist, which was a little numb, and used a little more force. The smell of blood is pungent, and it is much more disgusting than the old Hu Catch Chicken. Jiang Xiaochi shook his head: "I don't know." Then he punched the boar in the neck, and the boar suddenly crooked his neck, and this time there must be no vitality at all.

Jiang Xiaochi rolled his eyes behind Song Lao Er and clapped his hands proudly: "This time it should be about the same." ”

Song Lao Er touched the back of his hairy neck: "Then what should we do next?" "In this situation, Song Lao Er feels that it is better not to make decisions without taking his own initiative.

Jiang Xiaochi looked at the little wild boar and laughed evilly, and threw the small tree in his hand onto Song Lao Er, who was unstable and was almost overwhelmed by the little tree.

At this time, I heard a noise in the direction of the brigade from a distance, and the villagers in the brigade were studying, and they heard the movement of the wild boar, and they were preparing to drive the wild boar to this one.

Jiang Xiaochi didn't talk nonsense to Song Laoer, and beckoned Song Xiaosi, who was also scared silly on the tree, to carry the wild boar and go home.

It was Song Lao Er who reacted, seeing that Jiang Xiaochi chose the wrong path, and was afraid of running into the village people, so he hurriedly pulled Jiang Xiaochi into a path in the woods.

Song Xiaosi followed behind him in three steps and two runs, pulling Jiang Xiaochi's shirt was a little safe. "Sister, don't you want the potato plant?"

"Anyway, it's poisonous and you can't eat it, don't want it!"

Song Xiaosi nodded: "Hmm!" Later, I'll ask my brother to steal some and send it to you. ”

Jiang Xiaochi laughed in his heart: Don't look at Song Xiaosi, this child is not big, and he hasn't been given food yet, but he quite recognizes the master.

Song Lao Er was struggling to carry the small tree behind, and Jiang Xiaochi was carrying a wild boar with a relaxed face. Looking at Jiang Xiaochi's slim and small body, Song Lao Er was a little unconvinced, obviously a girl, how could he not be compared to a man with great strength? The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and I walked a few steps faster, gritting my teeth and not wanting to be compared to the gluttonous girl.

Jiang Xiaochi walked in front, and he was a little excited, full of thoughts on how to eat pigs.

Jiang Dawu ran through the road with the name of the village, Jiang Xiaochi was glad that Song Lao Er was a good person, otherwise he didn't know whose mouth this wild boar had entered. In other words, children who are not treated well by their parents, especially those who live like Song Laoer, are generally human spirits.

Carrying the wild boar, Jiang Xiaochi didn't think about it, and returned to his yard with the cat.

Jiang Xiaochi didn't come back, Mrs. Zhang didn't sleep, and when she heard movement in the courtyard, she hurriedly got up and groped her way out of the house.

Jiang Xiaochi: "Milk, the black light is blind, what are you doing here?" After saying this, Jiang Xiaochi felt that something was wrong. Mrs. Zhang's eyes are not good, and the sky and day are basically the same for her, and her worries seem to be a little redundant.

Although Mrs. Zhang's eyes are not good, her ears and nose are quite sensitive. It was obvious that it was not a person's footsteps entering the house, and there was a pungent smell of feces in the air. "Chi'er, bring someone back."

Song Lao Er hurriedly responded: "Grandma Jiang, it's me, Song Lao Er." ”

Hearing that it was Song Lao'er, where was the matter of lifting the baby's kiss before, Mrs. Zhang felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. But the person was brought back by his granddaughter, and it is not good for him to talk about it in person as an elder.

Song Xiaosi is young, but he is also a human spirit, knowing that Mrs. Zhang's expression is a little unsightly, she also hurriedly responded: "Grandma Jiang, and me, Song Xiaosi." "In Sweetwater Village, no matter what a woman's surname is, as long as she is called, she will follow her husband's surname.

Jiang Xiaochi explained the reason to Mrs. Zhang, and put the wild boar into the house, and Song Lao Er hurriedly closed the doors and windows again.

The sound of the wild boar "plopping" on the ground startled Mrs. Zhang.

Jiang Xiaochi hurriedly reassured: "Milk, don't make a sound." I fought a wild boar with my second child, but I didn't make it to the team, and I came back and wanted to pick it up by myself. ”

As soon as she heard that her granddaughter wanted to eat alone, Mrs. Zhang was a little weak-hearted, and if it was spread out, she would have to criticize it at the criticism conference. But when I thought about it, my granddaughter actually had the ability to fight wild boars, and she left behind all the things about whether to eat or not to eat alone. Hurriedly advised: "The courtyard doors, doors and windows must be closed tightly, and what can be left cannot be banned." ”

Mrs. Zhang's face was full of smiles and a flower: her granddaughter is too capable! Yesterday I was worried that I had no food to eat, but today I have meat.

"Gotcha!" Jiang Xiaochi brushed the pot, Song Lao Er boiled water, Song Xiaosi was busy helping to hand firewood, and several people were busy preparing to remove pig hair.

But picking up the knife, Song Lao Er and Jiang Xiaochi were a little dumbfounded: in addition to leg hair, what else should they do?

Song Lao Er is not bad, he has still seen the team kill pigs during the Chinese New Year, but he has not done it himself, and he is confused for a while. But Jiang Xiaochi is different, he is a little elf who lives in an ivory tower, he stretches his hand when he opens his mouth and clothes when he eats, and he has seen a few pigs, but he still uses the convenience of being a system. All skills are all on paper, and there is no actual combat experience.

Seeing Jiang Xiaochi's timidity, Song Lao Er finally had a place to use. After taking the knife, he began to carefully shave the pig's hair.

Song Lao is second-hand, but he scrapes carefully. Jiang Xiaochi looked at this day, and it was estimated that Song Lao Er and Song Xiao Si would not go home for a while, and they would definitely be beaten by their mothers. "What's that......"

Song Lao Er wiped his blackened face: "What? ”

Jiang Xiaochi: "In the big night, either we roast the pig's tail first, or unload a pig's leg first, and wait for tomorrow to get the rest, otherwise we won't be able to eat this pig until midnight." ”

Song Lao Er is doing something on the rise, but what Jiang Xiaochi said is reasonable, the chimney at night is smoking, which will inevitably attract people from the village. Especially next door to live a good smell of Aunt Zhu, after a while to smell the smell of pig hair, eating alone must be changed to be paraded.

Thinking of this, Song Lao Er took off the pig's tail and inserted it on a small branch, letting Song Xiaosi squat in front of the stove pit to roast. Then he unloaded a pig's hind leg and carefully shaved the pig's hair.

Song Xiaosi roasted carefully, and the small branch with the pig's tail kept rolling in his hand. After a while, oil stars appeared from the pig's tail, and the fragrance filled the house. Not to mention Song Xiaosi, even Jiang Xiaochi and Song Laoer's mouths are full of saliva.

Although it is a barbecue, the current conditions are difficult, and in Jiang Xiaochi's kitchen, not to mention cumin and chili noodles, even salt is a luxury.

After the pig's tail was roasted, Song Xiaosi carefully sprinkled the salt on the pig's tail, for fear that the salt would fall to the ground and be banned. When everything was ready, several people laughed around the pig's tail.