Rebirth and daily cultivation

South of the river dam, there was a large open space in front of a row of bungalows. Uncle Zhang rubbed his hands and sounded unhappy.

When a dog is beaten, it depends on the owner. Is it fair for him, the owner, to stand by and watch his dog being beaten?

outrageous!

Just now Xiao Jiang was beating the dog, and slapped the dog 2 meters away. It looked like he was bluffing, but Uncle Zhang was actually a pig butcher.

The things he comes into contact with every day are different from ordinary people. I think back when he was busiest, he could kill 6 pigs a day with his knife rising and falling.

Then he used the bone chopping knife to chop bones and meat. His skills for half his life were all in his arms.

He eats well on weekdays, and there is never a shortage of pig intestines and pig intestines. Uncle Zhang eats very well, and his arms look thicker than other people's thighs.

Hengrou even has a face. According to others, he is full of evil spirits and can scare children to tears.

"Break it off?" The uncle next door sat on the tables on both sides of the door.

Hearing this, he couldn't help but persuade him: "Xiao Zhang, how old are you? Why do you care about Xiao Jiang?"

Uncle Zhang's eyes were sharp and his voice was loud: "Didn't I see that Xiao Jiang is very strong, so I decided to try his hand?"

"If he doesn't study well in the future, he can learn to kill pigs with me and he won't have to worry about it for the rest of his life."

Xue Chuchu had a strange expression on her face. Looking at Jiang Ning, who had outstanding temperament beside her, she really couldn't imagine the scene of him killing pigs.

Jiang Ning patted Xue Yuantong and said to her: "Brother will kill pigs from now on. You will have endless pork to eat every day. Are you happy?"

Xue Yuantong fantasized about it, his eyes bright and full of longing:

"I want to eat the pig's tail. You kill the pig and keep it for me!"

When I was a child, my mother once made braised pig tails. It was not greasy at all, chewy, chewy and delicious, not to mention how delicious it was.

Unfortunately, she asked her mother to buy it later, but it was impossible to buy it on the street. If Jiang Ning learned to kill pigs, wouldn't she eat them every day?

Uncle Zhang was also happy when he heard what Xiao Xue said, "Okay, I have a pig tail at home, Xiao Jiang, let's show your wrists and see if you can hold it for 10 seconds, I will send it to you right away."

As he spoke, Uncle Zhang shook his extremely strong arms and forearms, which looked quite intimidating.

Men, to compete with each other to see who is stronger, arm wrestling is a good way.

The uncle next door only saw an arm-wrestling, but didn't stop him. We were neighbors, and fighting would only hurt the harmony, so arm-wrestling was a good idea.

The uncle next door was actually curious. He knew that Jiang Ning was not very strong. He had helped make the stone rollers in the field before.

Today I beat a dog again, which shows how strong I am.

As for Xiao Zhang who killed the pig, that goes without saying.

Xue Yuantong was happy for a while when she heard there was a pig tail, but then her clear eyes were filled with worry.

Arm wrestling sounds like nothing, but the last time my mother was hospitalized with a fracture, there was a patient in the same ward who broke her arm due to excessive force, so this sport has certain risks.

She doesn't have to eat, but nothing happens to Jiang Ning.

She looked at the strong Uncle Zhang and tugged on Jiang Ning's clothes.

Jiang Ning turned around and gave her a reassuring look, and said to Uncle Zhang, "Okay, let's practice and see if I have a chance to kill a pig."

Seeing that he agreed, Uncle Zhang was very happy and beat his dog. He had to show Xiao Jiang some color and let him know clearly who is the boss of Heba Bungalow!

Uncle Zhang glanced around and saw the stone roller in the distance. He thought it was a good platform for arm wrestling, so he walked over and knocked down the stone roller and rolled it this way.

Xue Yuantong was still worried. She was already thinking about how she would take care of Jiang Ning if she suffered a fracture.

Xue Chuchu noticed Tongtong's worry, gently squeezed her hand, and said slowly: "Don't worry, Jiang Ning is sensible."

Xue Yuantong: "How do you know he is measured?"

Why did she suddenly feel that Chu Chu understood Jiang Ning better than she did?

Xue Chuchu explained: "He doesn't do anything he's not sure about."

During this period of contact, she deeply discovered that Jiang Ning was rarely naive like boys of the same age. On the contrary, he was very mature and calm, not at all like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy.

It is undeniable that staying with him will really create a sense of security.

But sometimes he does things that seem adventurous and exciting.

Memories of Jiang Ning appeared in Xue Chuchu's mind, and then she dismissed the mess and laughed helplessly, 'What are you thinking about? ’

The uncle next door moved two wooden stools, and Uncle Zhang and Jiang Ning sat facing each other, separated by stone rollers.

At this time, the gray stone roller stood up.

Uncle Zhang looked at the small irregular stone pits on the surface of the stone roller and said boldly: "Xiao Jiang, your arm, which has not been working all day, will hurt a lot if you bump on it."

As he spoke, he stretched out his thick arms, "I'm not afraid anymore."

Jiang Ning smiled easily: "It doesn't matter."

The uncle next door stood on the edge and watched. The noise alarmed the residents of the bungalows in the same row, and a teacher named Qian in his forties or fifties came over.

When Teacher Qian saw this scene, he said, "Brother Zhang, it's wrong for you to bully Xiao Jiang. What do you do? What does he do?"

"Bullying other children?"

In his words, he just thought it was a joke.

Uncle Zhang got annoyed when he heard his voice. This teacher surnamed Qian, it’s best to say that every time he muttered and talked big words, he was more awesome than anyone else. When it was time to do things, he was called stingy and liked to take advantage of small things.

"I want to teach Xiao Jiang how to kill pigs, what happened?" Uncle Zhang said impatiently.

Teacher Qian is good at observing words and expressions. Seeing this, he stopped talking.

After their ears were finally cleared, the two of them put their hands together, and Uncle Zhang trembled. He often wrestled with each other's wrists, and he could often judge the strength of his opponent just by holding hands.

Uncle Zhang said in a deep voice: "Xiao Jiang, you have good momentum!"

With his two elbows resting on the hard stone roller, Uncle Zhang's muscles bulged, and his right arm collapsed like a gym boss, adding a bit more blood evil energy.

That is the momentum accumulated from killing pigs all year round.

Xue Chuchu and Xue Yuantong felt their hearts twitching, and couldn't help but worry about Jiang Ning.

The old man next door shouted: "We agreed on 10 seconds, 10, 9, 8..."

Uncle Zhang exerted too much force, and the flesh on his face trembled, as fierce as a pit bull!

"5, 4, 3!" The uncle continued to count the seconds.

Uncle Zhang was unable to perform meritorious deeds for a long time. Seeing that the time was coming, he held his breath and roared:

"fall!"

Teacher Qian jumped back in shock.

Jiang Ning sat down leisurely and allowed the other party to use all his strength without moving his arms.

After 10 seconds passed, Jiang Ning used a little strength and slowly pressed down to the right.

Uncle Zhang felt that it was not a human arm, but a hydraulic machine.

Jiang Ning pressed down at a constant speed, and Uncle Zhang watched helplessly as his arm was pressed down bit by bit.

‘I can still lose to you, you bastard! ’ Uncle Zhang risked his life by killing pigs for twenty years and fought to the death.

Then Jiang Ning used a little bit of strength to push down. The bench under Uncle Zhang tilted, and suddenly, with a "boom", he fell and flipped over.

Xue Yuantong shouted excitedly: "Win, win!"

As expected of Jiang Ning who eats her food, she is so awesome!

Xue Chuchu pursed her lips and smiled. The wrestling between men was quite interesting.

The uncle bent down to help Uncle Zhang up and patted the dust off him. When Uncle Zhang looked at Jiang Ning again, his expression was surprised and uncertain.

He had arm-wrestled with many people before, and it was not that he had never lost. But the people he lost to were either stronger than him, or they had trained specially. He had never seen someone like Jiang Ning, who was tall, thin, and didn't have much strength. !

‘Why did you lose? ’ Uncle Zhang was annoyed.

Jiang Ning changed her left hand, "Shall we try again?"

Uncle Zhang waved his hand: "Forget it, forget it, you are capable."

I've lost someone once, can I lose someone again?

Jiang Ning won the competition and didn't mention the pig tail. The uncle next door didn't mention it either, like Xue Yuantong.

He only thought he was joking, but after he lost, Uncle Zhang went back to the house with a sullen face. Within half a minute, he came out with a flesh-colored pig tail and put it on the stone roller.

"Xiao Jiang, you, Uncle Zhang, and I keep my word, take it away!"

Xue Yuantong smiled brightly: "Why is this so embarrassing?"

"Take it!" After giving away the pig tail, Uncle Zhang was too embarrassed to stay and turned around to go home.

Teacher Qian looked around and around, and said with envy: "Pig tails are not cheap now, they cost more than 20 per pound in the vegetable market!"

The pig tail that Uncle Zhang lost weighed two kilograms and was worth forty or fifty yuan.

The old man next door said: "Xiao Zhang is the pig butcher, do you need these two pieces? Xiao Jiang Xiao Xue, you can stew them when you go home!"

Xue Yuantong stopped being reserved and went home with the pig tail. Uncle Zhang was gone, but the black-backed wolfdog was still lying on the ground.

Jiang Ning's eyes flickered away, and the wolfdog quickly stuck out its tongue, showing a flattering look.

"Hey, this dog is so kind." Teacher Qian reached out and touched the dog's head, but the dog immediately bared its teeth and grinned in terror.

Teacher Qian stretched out his hand halfway, and was so frightened that he quickly retracted it: "You evil dog!"

…

noon.

Aunt Gu and Hua Fengmei worked overtime at Changqing Liquid Company and did not go home for dinner.

There were only three people in the family, so Xue Yuantong made braised pig tails. The strong aroma wafted far away. Uncle Zhang, who was a few rooms away, smelled it and felt even worse!

Annoyed, he turned over on the mat and couldn't eat lunch!

Jiang Ning cut the watermelons. The watermelons he picked freshly from Huqi Mountain. The watermelons he planted did not mature in the same batch. Throughout the summer, new melons continued to mature, and he even froze them in advance.

Xue Chuchu fried a portion of beans and eggplant, and used an electric baking pan to make dough pancakes.

After Xue Yuantong finished serving the food, he took out a glass-sealed jar from the refrigerator.

She made her own honey lemon, used tweezers to take out three slices, put them into a cup, poured purified water into it, put in four ice cubes, and a cup of lemonade that was refreshing, sweet and sour was ready.

Jiang Ning made great achievements today, so he was the first to enjoy the honey lemonade. He took a sip and found it surprisingly delicious.

Well, it's several levels better than the lemonade from Mixue Ice City I drank in my previous life.

When eating, Xue Chuchu only ate beans, eggplant, and watermelon.

The watermelon was so delicious that she couldn't stop eating it.

Jiang Ning was confused: "Don't you want to try the pig tail?"

Xue Chuchu shook her head. She saw the pig tail, and for some reason, she had no appetite, just like someone who doesn't eat stinky tofu, durian, or preserved eggs.

Xue Yuantong: "Eat a piece, it's delicious!"

Xue Chuchunai couldn't help her enthusiasm and tasted a piece. It turned out to be surprisingly delicious, not at all what she expected.

During the meal, several dogs came to watch. Uncle Zhang's black-backed wolfdog was among them. Jiang Ning threw a bone, and the black-backed wolfdog took a bite of it.

The other puppies can only stare at it.

After feeding some pig bones, the black-backed wolfdog became obviously more loyal. He put a plate on the ground and guarded the door of Xue's house.

Uncle Zhang next door didn't see his dog coming back for a long time. When he went out, he saw his wolfdog lying obsequiously at the door of someone else's house, sticking out his tongue, as if he was licking the dog.

Uncle Zhang's face was trembling. For some reason, he suddenly felt that the wolf dog had become strange.

He thought that in order to buy a dog, he begged his grandfather and grandma, and asked his friends of many years to help find a breed. After several months of hard work, he finally selected this big wolfdog and spent 8,000 yuan.

Finally, he drove the minivan himself and took it home to keep it.

I gave it the best meat to eat, but I had never seen it look so flattering in front of me.

Uncle Zhang had been killing pigs for twenty years, and his heart, which was as cold as a knife, stung extremely hard.

Xue Yuantong saw Uncle Zhang coming and said with a smile: "Uncle Zhang, thank you for the pig tail. I'll serve you a bowl!"

She pretended to be dishing out.

"You guys can eat." Uncle Zhang refused with a straight face. He stepped in front of the black-backed wolfdog and shouted:

"You bitch, come home with me!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the originally flattering dog suddenly bared its teeth and became fierce and scary.

"Bitch, you want to die!"

Uncle Zhang was so angry that he picked up a palm as big as a cattail leaf fan and slapped the wolf dog hard.

Wolf dogs bite when they open their mouths.

Uncle Zhang can subdue a fat pig weighing several hundred kilograms, let alone a wolf dog?

He became truly angry, and the fierceness in his eyes was extremely obvious, with a hidden murderous intent. The wolf-dog who was so arrogant just now seemed to be intimidated.

The wolf dog had a keen sense of smell and smelled the smell of raw meat and blood that had been on Uncle Zhang for many years. It also smelled Uncle Zhang's anger. The wolf dog whined and lay on the ground with its limbs tightly, not daring to resist.

Uncle Zhang pulled the dog and left angrily. The wolf dog took three steps and turned back, looking at the Xue family reluctantly.

After Uncle Zhang saw it, he wanted to eat dog meat hot pot!

What's going on!

…

In the city center, on the large flat floor.

The eldest aunt put dishes on the dinner table, including fish, meat, and fruit desserts, which were very rich.

Shen Qing'e, dressed in home clothes, stood in front of the rice cooker and filled the rice.

She knew that she was dependent on others and she must not be lazy. People's hearts are fickle. If her eldest aunt was dissatisfied, she would be the one who would suffer.

There are only four people eating at home, namely the aunt, Jiang Junlong, Shen Qing'e, and Shen Qing'e's sister, the aunt's daughter-in-law.

"Longlong, when does your school have a holiday?" The eldest aunt is in her forties, with crow's feet at the corners of her eyes. Compared with women of the same age, she looks much younger. After all, her family is in good condition.

"I see Qing'e is on vacation."

Jiang Junlong: "We don't have one. The summer vacation lasts until August."

After hearing this, the aunt made a plan: "When the holiday comes and the weather gets hot, I will sign you up for a make-up class."

When Jiang Junlong heard this, he immediately felt uncomfortable: "Mom, it's finally a holiday, can't you let me rest?"

"Now is not the time for you to rest." The aunt said lightly, picked up another piece of ribs and put it in her son's bowl. At this time, Jiang Junlong's bowl was piled with vegetables.

Jiang Junlong felt very uncomfortable and could not bear to eat meat.

He resisted: "My brother Ning has been out for two months, why didn't he sign up for a cram school?"

The eldest aunt said: "He is in the fourth middle school and you are in the second middle school. Can they compare?"

Jiang Junlong said: "He has better grades than the Qingbei class of our No. 2 Middle School."

The eldest aunt was angry: "You talk back, okay? I'll call Jiang Ning's mother later and let him go to cram school."

Jiang Junlong: "Haha!"

The eldest aunt didn't understand what Hehe meant, but she thought it was not a good thing to say, so she scolded her son: "What can you do? Do you know how difficult it is for your dad to make money? Look at what time he is busy every day, why don't you study hard?"

"You are not as good as your uncle Yao's daughter, who is still working part-time recently!"

My cousin-in-law advised: "Mom, please stop saying a few words."

Shen Qing'e did not interfere with the family affairs and ate in silence.