The donkey was in pain, and his body was convulsing. Hongdi fiddled for a while, a bloody slab appeared on the donkey's left buttocks, the blood was still soaking, a brick-sized bloody fresh meat was held on the palm of Hongdi's left hand, the curling knife was wiped a few times by her on the donkey's back, the blood on it had not been completely wiped off, she wiped it twice, then turned around and walked towards the house, walked to the door and turned back to Po and said: After the donkey meat is cooked, I will call you to try it, this is the freshest donkey meat.

Definitely come, must come! Ah Bao said nervously, he listened to his wife's number, and then looked at the miserable donkey, I don't know whether it was horror or surprise, he was a little restless, looking up at the sky, a cloud with rain walked in the wind, like a donkey running away, he hoped it would run away;

Looking down at the ground, a blue-brown stone was embedded in a cloud of dirt, like a sharp knife for a crime, and he hoped it would rust so much that it would leave no trace.

For his actions, he didn't know if it was wrong or right, looking at the blood on the left buttocks of the donkey who was trembling, he touched his left buttocks, and felt a little pain, I don't know why, maybe it's a psychological effect! He couldn't tell him, he didn't say anything, he just shouted and left with his wife.

Hongdi soaked the fresh donkey meat in water and washed it to remove the bloodstains, but the hair on the meat could not be removed, there were too many, and it was difficult to remove it with a tong.

At this time, she felt thirsty, opened the water bottle and sifted a cup of hot tea, which was a little hot to hold. She was suddenly inspired to hang a copper kettle on the fire pit to boil the water, and then poured the boiling water on the hairy side of the fresh meat, and the fresh meat turned tender red.

Hongdi washed it a few more times, and then boiled it in the pot. She suddenly thought, next time she cut the fresh meat of a live donkey and remove the hair, why not do the same? So she hung the pot on the fire, and when the fire was burning so hot, she didn't know whether it was laughter or crying, and she didn't bother to pay attention to it, and went out of the door, where the donkey, which had had a piece of flesh cut off from its buttocks, was still trembling quietly.

Blood was still soaking in its buttocks, its entire hind legs were congealed with blood, and its hairy whiskers were entangled on its knees, as if it was looking for something to rely on but couldn't find it, so it was only a mess of blood.

For the pain of the donkey, the red tea always ignores it, and does not consider the animal to be so extremely uncomfortable from the same psychology, but only considers which part of the donkey's body is convenient to take the meat from.

At this moment, when the donkey saw Hongdi, it let out a terrifying cry, and it was afraid that she would take the meat again, and then saw that Hongtu had no thing in her hand, so it stopped screaming.

The blood on its buttocks was still flowing, and a bubble of feces and urine had slipped out, and the smell made the red cover her nose. She was afraid that it would affect the customer's mood of buying donkey meat and delay the business, so Mari took a handful of spoons and a rake from the hall, cleaned up the shit and eggs little by little, threw them on the mountain behind the house where melons and beans were grown, and then turned around to get some grass and wood ash from the fire pit, and poured it under the donkey's buttocks, which was mixed with blood and urine, and the smell disappeared, and it looked cleaner.

On that day, Ah Bao and everyone ate the fresh donkey meat of the Hongdi family, did not break their promise, paid the money, and made oral advertisements for the live cutting of donkey meat for Hongdi, and soon the villages near and far knew about it, and they all came to find excitement - to see the ruthlessness of Hongdi slaughtering live donkeys.

Hongdi had a new trick again, and when she saw that many people were coming, she crossed her hands on her hips and said to everyone, what do you see? If you want to see it, you can buy it, this donkey meat is very fresh, cut and sold, and the live donkey will not die.

A man with a pockmarked face squeezed to the front and said, "Okay, I want two catties of fresh donkey meat."

A rosacea man also came up and said, "I want two pounds too."

A man with a scar on his face tilted his head and said, "I want three pounds."

Someone else opened their voices to speak, and Hongdi interjected: Don't panic, come one by one.

Suddenly, the donkey screamed in fear, and the wound on the buttocks stopped bleeding, but with this cry, the wound tore again, and a drop of blood leached.

She held a glittering kitchen knife in one hand, and a bubbling copper kettle in the other, walked to the tail of the donkey, hung the copper kettle, and poured the spout towards the donkey's right buttocks, pouring out boiling water. Hongdi scraped with a kitchen knife, the fur fell a layer, showing a ball of tender red and white meat, she cut it into a square, cut it whole, held it in her hand, weighed it with a ready scale, looked at the front sight two and a half catties, she said to Mazi to give five hanging money.

Mazi saw that there was also a hole in the donkey's right buttocks, which was still soaked in blood, and said that this was real fresh donkey meat, and I cut half a catty more, and I will also decide. And he said to the people, "I am the second to buy fresh donkey meat."

So the first one is, of course, Ah Bao, everyone raised their heads to look at Ah Bao, Ah Bao was not there, so where did he go?

He was at home, and his left butt hurt badly, so he didn't go out, but he lay on the bed and moaned, and he never knew what caused it.

The wife went out to watch the excitement for a while, and was worried about Ah Bao in her heart, and when she returned to the door, she heard his painful screams, went into the house and walked to the bed, and asked him why he was so powerful, he didn't answer, only lifted his buttocks, and there was a huge lump on the left, which was also covered with lupus erythematosus. The wife said that she couldn't do it, and she wanted to ask Lang Zhong to come and see it.

Yes! You go, go, go. Po, who was standing up, said as he lay down slowly.

The wife was at home for a while, took the money and went out, and could hear the footsteps that were fading away, and then disappeared. It's just that the house is extraordinarily quiet, and his moaning is loud.

He also read some words from time to time: Could it be that he was poisoned by eating donkey meat? But others don't have this symptom after eating it. He felt very uncomfortable, and suddenly came to urinate, he got up with difficulty, and slowly poked one of his right feet down to the ground, and his left foot followed, but his left foot could not walk, and even if he walked, the center of gravity of his body could not fall on the left side.

He wanted to tiptoe to the corner of the door to get a flat pole, but the lower end of the flat pole landed on the ground, the ground was covered with some moss, and the force was unbalanced, and the ground slipped, he fell down with a buttocks, it was really painful, the left buttocks that were swollen and wanted to suppurate seemed to fall off, it was really painful that one Buddha was born, and two Buddhas were born in Nirvana. He kept screaming, holding on to the wall with both hands, slowly propping himself up, and wanted to walk towards the latrine at the side door, but he felt that it was too difficult, so he moved straight to the threshold of the main entrance, leaning against the door frame and carefully facing outward.

On that day, in the distant palace of the Wheel King, a group of donkeys were crying and crying, and the Wheel King was surprised and asked: Why are you so sad? A lame donkey who walked to the front said, "I have received a notice from the main temple to reincarnate as a donkey in a place called Baozhuang in Dongtu, but I really can't obey my fate." The Wheel King shouted: You dare to resist the decree?

None of us can follow our fate. A group of donkeys followed in unison.

Do you all dare to resist the decree? The Wheel King Thunder is furious: Give me all the hell of Ding cooking and frying.