Everyone Pampers the Small Blessing Who Has a Spatial Pocket!

In previous years, everyone made New Year’s goods at the end of the twelfth lunar month. Now the weather is cold, and every household has enough food, and the poultry they raise have grown up. If you make New Year’s goods early, you can eat all kinds of bacon first.

The Lao Wang family also raised more than a dozen chickens, a dozen ducks, and two big fat pigs, all of which Wang Chuanfu and his wife took care of at home.

From time to time in the village, the cries of slaughtering pigs can be heard.

Xiao Ayu was very happy. Wherever there was a sound, she would go to watch the fun.

As a result, I went to several houses one after another, but they stopped her from a distance.

"Ayu, killing a pig is too bloody, you can't watch it." When Aunt Hu's house was killing a pig, he stopped the little Ayu, who looked like a cannonball, from outside.

Xiao Ayu said, "But I'm not afraid of blood, I've seen it before!"

Usually, when Mrs. Wang went to the pork stall to buy pork, blood was dripping everywhere, and Xiao Ayu's eyes wouldn't even blink.

What's more, when they rescued a blood-covered man on the street, Mrs. Wang's fingers couldn't help shaking, but Xiao Ayu seemed to be fine.

As if born insensitive to blood.

Aunt Hu looked in the direction of Wang's family, and while dealing with little Ayu, she called out the pole: "Biandan, take sister Ayu to play for a while, two banana trees are ripening on the mountain behind, take a sickle over there. Cut it back."

Then he said to little Ayu: "Ayu is good, you go to play with sister pole pole. I will have dinner at our house at noon today. I will ask someone to talk to your grandma."

In fact, Xiao Ayu was not allowed to watch the pig killing. It was Mrs. Wang who had greeted the villagers earlier, for fear of scaring her obedient granddaughter.

The villagers are naturally happy to cooperate.

If Zhang Donkey knew and let her precious granddaughter come to kill the pigs, I'm afraid that half of their pigs would not be taken away.

The family is busy today, and I don't have time to quarrel with Donkey Zhang.

When the pole took Ayu away, Aunt Hu San turned back to the yard, and the pigs were almost killed. Hu San was carrying a hot water bottle and poured water on it.

Seeing Aunt Hu, he asked casually, "Is this year's pig heart still reserved for her?"

"Leave a shit, they don't have any shortages!" In previous years, Aunt Hu would leave the pig heart to Mrs. Wang, knowing that she likes to eat braised pig heart.

Hu San: "Then save it up and send it to the second cousin's house. This year's second cousin's uncle's harvest is not very good--"

"I think about your second cousin all day long! You can see what he has left for you at the end of the year?" Aunt Hu rolled her eyes, "It's just a pig's heart, how many villages do you still carry? It's not ashamed! Forget it, I'll give it to Zhang Donkey, to save her from being irritable all day long, and I'll think about it if I don't give it to her at that time, and maybe she'll cry secretly at night."

Hu San: "..." I'm afraid it's not you who think too much?

It happened that Mrs. Wang was carrying a slaughtered chicken in her hand, and when she walked to the door, she heard Aunt Hu say this, and immediately turned around and left.

But when she was seen by Aunt Hu's son, he hurriedly called her: "Aunt Wang, are you here? Come in and sit!"

Mrs. Wang snorted coldly: "Which eye did you see me coming? I was just passing by. Whoever has time to sit at your house, there is blood everywhere, don't smoke my ears!"

Aunt Hu's son: ?

Smoked ears?

After Mrs. Wang finished speaking, she directly threw the chicken in her hand towards him from a distance.

"Aunt Wang, this is impossible!" A whole chicken, with its hair shed and its internal organs removed, weighed five or six pounds.

Can be worth a lot of money.

When Aunt Hu came out, Mrs. Wang had only her back.

"If you have chicken plague, you want it if you like it, or throw it away if you don't like it. Don't bring it back to swell my eyes."

Aunt Hu snatched the chicken from her son's hand: "It's the only way to lose it."

After entering the yard, he said to Hu San again: "Later, I will cut two more ribs and send it along with the pig heart, so as not to say that my aunt Hu San loves to take advantage."