Farm girl, she is always digging holes to bury people

"Okay." Zhong Cheng responded without hesitation.

In fact, there were a lot of things going on in Liangcheng, but he still wanted to spend more time with Qinan.

Now there are bandits in this village again. Although it seems that there is no threat now, no one can tell what will happen next.

Only by staying with her until he returns to Liangcheng safely will he feel at ease.

"That's a great feeling!" Zhang Qingyuan suddenly became happy again. "I have to rebuild a house now, and I have a lot of things on my hands. It would be great if you were willing to stay and help.

Don't worry, the matter of the fake death pills will be taken care of by me. You can have a good rest in the village these days. I will call you if I need help. "

"Well, let's do this for now! Uncle Master, let's go deal with the remaining mess here first."

Now that the fire is out, it’s time for the vat to return to its proper place.

After everything was done, everyone was exhausted, and everyone gathered at the old man's house, waiting for the pig-killing feast he had promised before.

The killing of pigs in the village is a first-class event. Every household can only kill a pig once a year at most.

Basically, you have to choose an auspicious day when killing pigs, and then host a banquet for the whole village. After eating the slaughtered pork, the remaining pork will be the family's surplus food for the year.

It's not the New Year's Eve yet, so if I kill pigs at this time, I'm still losing money in everyone's eyes.

If they can be raised until the Chinese New Year, they will have a few more kilograms of meat to eat.

But everyone wanted to kill the pig, and thinking that he could have a meat meal, everyone gathered at his house tacitly.

"You really killed the pig! I thought you were joking, Lao Chen, you don't have to do this for me. You can kill the pig whenever you want. When I have money, I will buy the meat to entertain everyone." .”

Zhang Qingyuan felt a little guilty. Everyone had done a good job of helping him put out the fire today. How could he let Lao Chen spend more money to kill a New Year pig to entertain everyone.

He is blind and lame, and his life is not easy. No one in this village has it easy.

I really hope that with the help of those bandits, everyone's life can really be improved.

"Whatever is true or false, of course it is true."

The old man looked at Zhang Qingyuan with an unhappy face, very dissatisfied with his rejection of him.

"It's getting colder and colder. My pig doesn't like to eat much lately. It's pointless to keep it like this. It's better to kill it and eat it in advance to avoid raising it to death later."

"Everyone, come and help! You guys, don't just stand around. The men will help slaughter the pigs, and the women will boil water and help with the chopping board. Let's try to have a hot meal before dark. Pig-killing feast.”

Seeing that the old man said so firmly, everyone no longer had any doubts and took action one after another.

It was also Qinan's first time to experience this kind of pig-killing feast, and he also got busy with the group of aunts in the village.

"Oh, look at Lao Chen's chopping board. I really want to move my chopping board here and use it."

"It's not easy for him to be alone. Anyway, we are all here today, so let's clean him up. This is the first pig-killing feast we moved here this year. We will prepare a few more dishes later, so take care of him. Have some fun."

Qi Nan was carrying a stack of bowls and was about to squat down to wash them, but was pulled away by the aunt next to him.

"Girl, we can do all the work. Don't make your clothes dirty again."

"It's okay, auntie, I'll be fine."

Later, Qinan's bowls were still not washed, so the bandits found her and told her about YaYa.

"Long time no see! Miss Qi."

"Long time no see. Why did you move here? Although the environment here is good, it seems not as convenient as the previous reed swamp for raising ducks."