That night, Xu Zhinian's dilapidated cottage was as lively as the New Year.

The whole family gathered around the kang table, passing the passbook that Xu Zhinian had done and the gifts he bought for them.

"Who said that my baby girl is stupid, people know to sell eggs at the door of the health center, and they also know how to save!"

Xu Jingdong hadn't tasted wine for a long time, and suddenly took a few sips of wine, which made him a little fluttery.

Because of doing heavy physical work all day long and eating bran vegetables, he looks like he is 60 years old at the age of 45, and his mother Song Shuzhi is not much better, and at the age of 44, he suffered from problems such as a herniated disc in his waist and cold legs.

"Dad, mother, for the time being, I haven't come up with any other way to make money, you can sell spiced eggs for a while to save some money, mother, you cook eggs deliciously, but it's popular, tomorrow you will follow my example, and then get a big pot, and sell it at the door of the health center......"

"Okay!" Song Shuzhi has never done business, so she was a little embarrassed, but seeing that her sixteen-year-old daughter can get out, what else can't she do as a half-old mother-in-law?

Besides, she has lived for half her life, and she doesn't feel that she has any value, and her daughter praises her for making tea eggs well, and she suddenly feels that she is alive - she is useful and can make money.

"This is a good idea, Bao Ya Niang, take it, this is the capital. Xu Jingdong carefully took out a few pieces of RMB that he had placed close to him - this is the salary he just earned by carrying cement today, and it was supposed to live for the whole family for half a month, but Xu Zhinian changed his mind, and he decided to invest a hand, maybe he could turn over the salted fish.

Xu Zhinian looked at the smiles on the faces of his family, and his heart was warm.

In her previous life, she calculated everything, lived a cold-blooded and ruthless life, but in the end she was calculated by her boyfriend with ulterior motives and died of alcohol poisoning.

......

Early the next morning, Xu Zhinian was awakened early by the fragrance wafting from the kitchen - Song Shuzhi was very diligent and boiled eggs early.

When Xu Zhinian got up, Song Shuzhi had already left, and four spiced eggs were warmed in the pot with hot water, which were reserved for her and her second brother.

The second brother deliberately didn't go to the town for tutoring today, Xu Zhinian told him that he would go to the old Song family who rescued her today to find Song Chuxing to thank him.

It stands to reason that his father Xu Jingdong should come forward in this matter, but Xu Jingdong said that he would not go anything, only saying that he had the job of unloading the car in the morning, and he couldn't be late.

Later, the second brother told her that her father actually didn't dare to go - the Song butcher's house was the Hades Hall for the villagers, and there lived in it the Great Yama and the Little Yama.

Except for killing cattle and pigs, he must be invited to go out, and the rest of the time, no one will go to Song Tuhu's house at all.

"Song Butcher's real name is Song Weiguo, but the people in the village call him Song Yidao, saying that he kills any livestock with a knife, and he does not blink an eye. ”

While the second brother introduced, he changed his clothes and carried the two bottles of wine and two boxes of snacks prepared by his parents in his hands.

"Baoya, don't talk after you go, let's just stand and leave. ”

"Hmm. ”

Xu Zhinian agreed, a little curious in his heart, he is also a person with a head and two hands, can scare a tough guy like this?

followed the second brother all the way from the east end of the village to the west of the village, and she finally arrived at the legendary "Hades Palace".

At this time, the yard was very lively—a fat pig that looked to be two or three hundred pounds was struggling on a thin wooden table.

The wooden table creaked and creaked, as if it would be broken by the fat pig in a minute.

A few villagers watched from a distance, and behind the wooden table stood a tall and slender man, wearing a hat and a dark brown hand-woven scarf wrapped around his face.

He threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground, stomped it out with his foot, and then took out a bright pig-killing knife and shook it in his hand.

Sensing the approaching time of death, the fat pig writhed even more frantically, and howled from its rope-bound mouth.

In a flash of cold light, the pig-killing knife stabbed into the neck of the fat pig, and the fat pig twisted violently twice, and he was about to die.

Just when everyone thought that the task was complete, the fat pig suddenly returned to his light, kicked it hard, rolled off the table, broke free of the rope and ran out.

The fat pig slammed open the courtyard door like crazy and rushed directly towards Xu Zhinian.

Xu Zhiqi yelled badly and quickly protected his sister behind him, but this was undoubtedly sitting still.

Xu Zhinian reacted very quickly, snatched the wine bottle from his brother's hand, and swung it towards the pig's head.

With the sound of glass shattering, the fat pig exhausted the last of his strength and died.

The scene of blood stabbing hula almost vomited the second brother, who had always been polite and polite, but Xu Zhinian's face was very calm - she had already experienced life and death, and she had experienced countless calamities in her previous life, so her heart was naturally tougher.

The slender man walked out of the yard, squatted down unhurriedly, made sure that the pig was dead, picked up his two legs, and dragged the pig back, without looking at Xu Zhinian the whole time.

The dignified Song Yidao actually dropped the chain, and this hot topic was enough for a small village to spread for ten days and half a month.

But in front of him, who dares to say half a disrespectful word?

"It's okay, it's okay, last year I watched my brother-in-law kill a pig, damn, he was almost arched to death by a pig, you see, this knife goes down, the pig is almost dead, this is mainly a strange pig!

"It's not like that, ordinary people don't have this technology, you know Zhang Laogui in the next village, right? He killed pigs all his life, and the last time, he stabbed three times, and the pigs were still running all over the yard. ”

"If you want to say that Master Song is amazing! The manual fee is more expensive, and that is reasonable. ”

The third one who spoke, apparently the owner of the pig, nodded and went over to offer a few yuan.

"Unloaded?" the butcher wrapped around his neck slowly spat out these two words.

"It's best to be able to unload that, I'm tired of Master Song. ”

"If you unload it, the oil will be mine. ”

The butcher's tone was not negotiable, and he didn't care whether people agreed or not, so he quickly cut open the pig's belly and neatly watered the pork and pig.

In this era, rural people have not yet felt the breath of wealth, and plate oil can be made into meat oil, which is a rare good thing in every household.

Seeing that a fat pig's twenty or thirty catties of plate oil arrived in the butcher's hands, the employer's tears were about to come out.

He dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, no, not even to be angry.

That's Song Yidao, who everyone is afraid of, who dares to stir up trouble and don't want to die?

After the meat was divided, several people walked out of the yard and were startled when they saw Xu Zhinian and Xu Zhiqi standing outside the door - because of the angle problem, only the butcher and Xu Zhiqi could see Xu Zhinian's pig beating just now, and the people in the yard didn't know what was going on outside, and they thought that the pig had died after running out.

"Yo, isn't this the treasure of the old Xu family, I heard that you fell into the water, what's wrong with your brain?"

Talking is the owner of the pig, and the tone does not seem to be caring, but like sarcasm - Lao Xu's family is poor, poor in the end, in the village is a family that everyone dares to bully, and it is commonplace to be arranged a few sentences.