Chapter 1026: Pig slaughtering! [Slightly bloody, proceed with caution if sensitive]

What's there to arrange? The young men were all full of energy, rubbing their hands and waiting to lift the pigs!

However, Song Tan waved her hand: "Brother Brother Xiao Du, you young men be more active!"

It wasn't that she looked down on the fellow villagers, but everyone was getting older, their bodies weren't quite as comfortable, and plus the pigs were heavy, and the mountain road wasn't flat enough; if they threw out their backs later...

That burden would be huge.

Watching Brother Xiao Du and the others quickly squeeze over, Song Tan smiled and said to the uncles: "These are relatives of our village secretary, here specifically to experience life. You all are used to raising pigs, give them a chance."

Once this was said, everyone laughed: "Good, good, good, let these city folks experience it... Hey, this young man has a sturdy build!"

Song Tan didn't favor one over the other: "You five slowly lift these three fat pigs, we'll lift these two ourselves..."

While speaking, she looked at the two photography association members who were holding their cameras high and urged: "Wait a moment, take photos and videos for us!"

Good, good, good!

After a bustling commotion, the two big fat pigs were first lifted onto the door panels; weighing four or five hundred jin, the three people walked carefully on the hillside.

And Brother Xiao Du and Officer Xiao Yang looked at each other, rolled up their sleeves: "How about it? Can we do it!"

Who could say they couldn't?! The two of them had trained to lift those big tires, which wasn't any easier than this!

"Just wait and see!"

They were full of fighting spirit, looked at each other, and gripped the door axles specially added to both sides of the door panel—

"Move aside, Officer Xiao Yang, you two lift the front."

Song Tan intervened at this moment and naturally ordered: "The road is easier to walk in front, this pig is too heavy, it's not easy for two people to lift."

Brother Xiao Du was completely stunned.

Wait, what does this mean? We two grown men lift the front, and you're going to be in the back?

He looked helplessly at Old Zhu and the others on the side, but Song Tan had already gripped the door panel: "Are you ready? One! Two! Three!"

Subconsciously, the two gripped the door panel, bent down, and stood up, their arms and chests tensed tight—

The pig was already lifted.

Once the pig was lifted, Song Tan took steps in the back, and the door panel pushed them forward, forcing them to move.

The two fine men were confused and dazed as they reached the foot of the mountain, and when they swayed onto the flat road surface, they were still bewildered.

Like, that's a 400-plus jin pig, how come it felt like nothing after lifting it? Can Song Tan really support it by herself in the back?

How does she have such strength!

Just then, there was a slight humming sound of a tricycle on the hillside road, mixed with happy laughter:

"Oh my! Oh my! Chuan! I can't tell you're the God of Mount Akina, driving the tricycle so smoothly! Slow down, slow down, don't throw off my basket of lettuce—"

The date-red tricycle slid rapidly along the downhill slope, the young man riding it wearing a black baseball cap, his skin as white as a drift of snow; even from afar, one could tell his temperament was extraordinary.

Even if he was driving a tricycle.

The two parties briefly intersected on the flat asphalt road and then quickly passed each other.

On the tricycle, Qin Yun and He Kuang stared with wide, copper-bell-sized eyes in shock from the cargo bed.

And Lu Chuan also subconsciously turned his head back; under the baseball cap, his fair face couldn't hide his momentary surprise.

And Song Tan was still lifting the pig steadily, looking forward at this moment, meeting his gaze, and couldn't help but grin.

The next instant, the tricycle "creaked" and narrowly turned to the courtyard gate, and the people lifting the pig also walked steadily toward the gate.

And He Kuang, holding a basket of spinach in his arms, stared straight at the pig-lifting girl in front, completely dazed as he got off the tricycle:

"... The place where dreams shatter."

Regardless of how dreams shattered, in the big courtyard in front of the gate, three pig butchers were already sharpening their knives!

The three wooden buckets were already filled with boiling hot water, each waiting for the door panels to be placed on top.

At this moment, hot steam rose upward, but the two pigs tied to the door panels knew nothing. Clearly, they were sleeping soundly.

"This one is really fat... I'll do it! I'll slaughter it!"

"Okay, I'll do the one on the side!"

"Fine, I'll slaughter that black pig later!"

Qiao Qiao stood in the crowd, both curious and sad, but in the end, Song Tan pushed him back:

"Go write your diary, didn't Teacher Xin already teach you how to write a diary?"

She had the same mindset when she was little, feeling the pigs were so pitiful, but knowing they had to be slaughtered, so it was best to just not look.

After all, pork is really fragrant!

Qiao Qiao said "Hmm," turned around, and ran upstairs, deciding not to watch anymore.

And in the courtyard, everyone was surrounded three layers deep.

After all, the village hadn't slaughtered pigs for several years, and this kind of excitement was rare.

At this moment, the poor big white pig was still in a drunken state, clearly having a sweet dream. After all, the strength of that fermented rice wine was even greater than the wine just distilled.

It really couldn't wake up even if the sky fell.

But just in case, Little Wang and the others who lifted the pigs listened to the butcher's instructions: "Let its legs hang in the air, just in case it wakes up and struggles."

"Where's the basin? Where's the basin?" The butcher held a long, gleaming knife and skillfully raised his hand to hold the pig's head.

"Here, here!"

The Eldest Aunt and Wu Lan hurried out, one placing a basin under the pig's neck, the other pouring cold boiled water mixed with salt into it.

Once everything was ready, the butcher found the angle, and the sharp long knife was inserted into the neck with one strike, stabbing it open fiercely!

And the steaming hot blood instantly gushed out like a spring, spilling straight down, splashing into the large stainless steel basin below, even splattering bloodstains all around.

"Oh my!" The surrounding people let out meaningless screams.

And Song Tan watched for a moment, suddenly hearing someone mutter beside her: "Mommy... why do I feel that watching this carefully, the scene of slaughtering a pig is more terrifying than the murders I write about in my novels?"

"He Kuang, you're going to laugh me to death, your protagonist is clearly a killing god, are you afraid?" Qin Yun was surprised.

He Kuang shook his head: "It's not that, it feels very strange... Which of our fantasy protagonists hasn't killed anyone? But when writing it, it's heroic and grand, which is different from facing someone slaughtering a pig."

Speaking of this, Qin Yun also paused and said truthfully: "Indeed, in reality, there are videos of such killings spreading, and I don't even dare to watch them... Especially cold weapons, after watching for a long time, you feel your bones go cold, there's a kind of inexplicable great terror."

The two of them discussed it in whispers, and Song Tan, realizing it later, looked up slightly at Lu Chuan with some worry.

"Did it scare you? Or... why don't you go upstairs and rest for a while?" ===== CHAPTER 1027 =====