"Lao Fan, let's go, go and slaughter the pig, and eat pork tonight." The old man stood on the edge of the playground and shouted at the top of his voice.

Fan Kuai stopped practicing and ran when he heard this.

Old man Qian's old face was wrinkled like bark, although Lao Fan became a county soldier, but his occupational disease has not changed, and he ran over as soon as he heard about killing pigs.

Unexpectedly, Old Man Qian didn't get Fan Kuai's gratitude, but was spat on his face, "Old Qian, what are you yelling at?" Didn't you see Lao Tzu training? ”

"Lao Tzu's second squad is the first echelon of the main frontal attack, do you understand? It's about the success or failure of the whole battle, do you understand? You're hindering Lao Tzu's training, do you understand......"

Fan Kuai raised his voice roughly, and even yelled at Lao Qian a few "do you understand".

Belch......

The old money will not be rectified, and Lao Fan will eat pig manure? As for being so excited?

He wiped the saliva from his face, his toes digging at the ground. With a hot face against a cold ass, he has never been so embarrassed in his decades of life.

Several autumn winds blew in a row, and he shivered before he came back to his senses.

Phew, shameless goods!

He spat hard. Without Fan Butcher, there is no need to eat pigs with hair!

Old money rolled up his sleeves.

Lao Tzu has eaten pork, seen pigs run, did he slaughter a bite of livestock!

He said he would do it, and summoned the other two guys in the room. The three of them are all middle-aged uncles, and it is estimated that it is enough to kill bandits on the mountain, as for killing pigs......

Hmph, the white knife goes in and the red knife comes out, and the guarantee is fatal!

They said they would do it, Lao Qian first sharpened the pig-killing knife, and the man prepared the bench and wooden plate. Lao Qian volunteered to do it himself, and the other two worked together to press the pig on the bench.

The second senior brother struggled desperately, and the screams resounded through the barracks.

"Don't scream, don't scream, it'll be fine in a while......" Old Qian muttered. He thought that killing pigs was just a simple matter of a white knife entering and a red knife coming out.

But when the knife reached the pig's neck, he found that things were not simple.

Maybe it was the screams of the second senior brother that aroused his compassion, but at the critical moment, he couldn't bear it, he couldn't use his hands hard, and the knife that stabbed out was less than half an inch into the flesh and couldn't be pushed in.

As a result, instead of being killed, the pig was painful.

The injured second senior brother was furious, and suddenly broke free from the hands of the man, jumped off the bench and fled quickly.

Old Qian was dumbfounded, and the pig-killing knife fell to the ground.

"Why don't you chase it? Let it run, can you and I bear it? One of the men beat his chest and took the lead in chasing the pig.

Lao Qian and another gang woke up like a dream and hurriedly chased them out.

All of a sudden, a peculiar landscape appeared in the barracks: a big white pig was running wildly in front, and three middle-aged uncles were shouting and chasing after him......

Where the dust and smoke started, it was actually a man-pig chase battle, which looked funny no matter how you looked at it.

After all, this is a barracks, not a slaughterhouse.

Many county soldiers with a jumping heart wanted to join the man-pig chase battle, but they were all repelled by their own team leader's fierce eyes.

"Bastard, haven't you ever seen a pig run?" The squad leader scolded.

"Hurry up, cheer up and practice to the death! If you get distracted on the battlefield, you'll die, you know? ”

Of the three hundred county soldiers, none of them dared to come forward to help.

Kong Fang came out of the office, saw this scene appropriately, and hurriedly reminded the old money not to chase them stupidly, even if they caught up, they couldn't catch them.

They should first grab the rope that binds its feet.

The rope was tied by the servants in order to control the pigs from running around.

Old Qian is so anxious that they can still have this weakness in pigs. Fortunately, with Kong Fang's guidance, Lao Qian pounced and grabbed the rope that was dragged by the pig.

Sure enough, the ruthless second senior brother was not easy to mess with, it just paused slightly, and then still ran wildly, dragging the old money to run.

Phew, Phew......

Lao Qian ate several mouthfuls of soil, and his belly rubbed against the ground, and the pain was ......

Alas, don't talk about it, it's important to catch pigs.

Fortunately, the other two guys came to the rescue in time and dragged the rope together, and the second senior brother finally couldn't run, so he could only scream loudly in protest.

The second senior brother was pressed on the bench again, but Lao Qian no longer had the courage to pick up the pig-killing knife.

"I'll come."

Kong Fang picked up the knife and picked up the knife flower casually. Although the movements are a bit clumsy, and the knife flowers are not dazzling enough, they are amazed when they see the old money.

They have seen Xiucai writing articles, and they have seen officials sitting in the public court shouting, but they have never seen Xiucai or officials who kill pigs.

"Sister, what do you think my brother-in-law is doing?"

In the distance, Fang Shiyi lightly covered her mouth, her beautiful eyes were round, and her eyes were full of incredulity. Fang Shiqing followed the prestige, his eyebrows frowned slightly, "Kill the pig." ”

Isn't it just killing pigs, what's there to make a fuss about?

"But...... But his brother-in-law is a scholar and a magistrate, so he shouldn't ......" Fang Shiyi was anxious.

Fang Shiqing responded lightly, "Didn't he say that people are born equal, there is no distinction between high and low professions, since this is the case, the magistrate and the butcher are equal, so there is nothing to make a fuss about him killing pigs." ”

Fang Shiyi stared at her sister, wondering if what she said was sincere.

Kong Fang did not kill a pig. But in his previous life, when the Spring Festival was approaching, almost every household in the village killed New Year's pigs, and he was no stranger to killing pigs.

At this time, he held the pig-killing knife in his hand and stared at the second senior brother, not noticing the attention and conversation of the Fang sisters.

"Poof......

Kong Fang gritted his teeth, his hand was strong, the sharp pig-killing knife sank into the neck of the second senior brother, and reached the handle of the knife, he quickly drew the knife, and a stream of crimson pig blood spurted out.

……

The second senior brother's screams soon stopped, and there was silence in the barracks.

All the county soldiers stopped drilling, and the squad leader forgot to supervise.

A huge exclamation mark and question mark swirled over their heads: Adults will kill pigs?! Isn't he a showman? Isn't he a master?

Fan Kuai, recruit quickly, did you fool adults to learn to kill pigs?

You rough rammer, why don't you understand Sven?

Fan Kuai is very innocent.

Adults can kill people, let alone kill pigs? What does it have to do with me?

Kong Fang breathed a sigh of relief.

The first time he killed a pig by himself, he was also nervous to be honest! Fortunately, everything went smoothly and there was no foreign appearance. Old Qian respectfully took the pig-killing knife in his hand.

"My lord, you go back and rest, and we'll take care of the rest."

Kong Fang did not refuse, and left after a few simple explanations. Seeing Kong Fang walking away, the county soldiers woke up like a dream and threw themselves into training again.

The corners of Fang Shiqing's mouth rose.

Fang Shiyi sighed.

My sister may be right, but it's a pity for my brother-in-law, it's a pity that he is full of money, it's a pity that he holds the pen and picks up the pig-killing knife.