Song Tan Jishi

Is there any easy arrangement for this? The old men are all very excited, gearing up and waiting to lift the pig!

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

It's not that she looks down on the folks in the village, but that everyone is older and a little uncomfortable in body shape. In addition, the pig is heavy, and the road on the mountain is not smooth enough. When she turns around, her waist will slip...

That would be a huge burden.

Seeing Xiao Du and others quickly crowding in, Song Tan smiled and said to the uncles: "We wish the relatives of the Party Secretary's family are here to experience life. We are all used to raising pigs, so give it to them." a chance."

As soon as he said this, everyone laughed: "Okay, okay, let them feel it for the city people... Hey, this young man has a very strong body!"

Song Tan didn't treat one favorably or another: "The five of them will slowly lift these three fat pigs. Let's lift these two pigs ourselves..."

As he spoke, he looked at the two photography association members raising their cameras high, and said, "Wait a moment to take photos and videos for us!"

OK OK!

After such a lively fuss, the two big fat pigs were first lifted onto the door panel, weighing four to five hundred kilograms. The three people walked carefully on the hillside.

Xiao Du and Xiao Yang looked at each other and rolled up their sleeves: "How about it? It can be done!"

Who can say no? ! When the two of them were trained to lift that big tire, it was no easier than this!

"Just wait and see!"

The two of them were full of fighting spirit. They looked at each other and grasped the door hinges specially added on both sides of the door panel one after another——

"Come on, Brother Yang, you two keep your heads up."

However, Song Tan stepped over at this moment and said as a matter of course: "It's easier for you two to walk on the road ahead. This pig is too heavy for two people to lift."

Xiao Du was completely stunned.

No, what does this mean? We, the elders, keep your heads up. You won't be coming from behind, right?

He looked helplessly at Lao Zhu and others aside, but Song Tan had already held the door panel: "Are you ready? One! Two! Three!"

Subconsciously, the two of them held the door panel, bent down and stood up, their arms, chest and abdomen tensed——

The pig has been raised.

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Once the pig was lifted up and Song Tan took steps behind, the door panel forced them to move forward.

The two good men walked down the foot of the mountain in a daze, and when they stepped onto the smooth road, they were still at a loss.

Just, a pig weighing more than 400 kilograms, how come it feels like nothing more than that when you lift it? Can Song Tan support it alone?

Why is she so strong?

Just at this moment, there was the slight hum of a tricycle on the hillside road next to it, mixed with joyful laughter:

"Ouch! Ouch! Chuan'er! I can't see that you, the god of Qiu Mingshan, are driving the tricycle so smoothly! Slow down, slow down, don't throw my basket of lettuce--"

The maroon tricycle slid quickly down the slope. The young man riding the bicycle wore a black peaked cap and his skin was as white as a snowflake. From a distance, he looked very distinguished.

Even if he drives a tricycle.

The two parties met briefly on the smooth asphalt road, and then quickly passed each other.

On the tricycle, Qin Yun and He Kuai squatted in the carriage and stared in shock with their big eyes.

Lu Chuan also turned around subconsciously. Under his peaked cap, his fair face could not conceal his momentary surprise.

But Song Tan was still carrying the pig steadily. Now she looked forward, met his eyes, and couldn't help but grin.

The next moment, the tricycle squeaked and swerved to the entrance of the courtyard, and the man carrying the pig walked steadily towards the door.

What's more, she was holding a basket of spinach lying on the ground in her arms, staring straight at the girl carrying the pig in front of her, and the whole person was in a state of confusion:

"...the place where dreams are broken."

…

No matter how the dream was broken, in the big yard in front of the door, three pig butchers were already sharpening their knives!

The three large wooden barrels have been filled with boiling hot water, waiting for the door panels to be put up one by one.

At this moment, hot water vapor was steaming upwards, but the two pigs whose legs were tied on the door panel were unaware of anything. Obviously very drunk.

"This one is so fat... I'll do it! I'll kill it!"

"Okay, I'll be on the other side!"

"Okay, wait a minute while I kill that black pig!"

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

"Go and write a diary. Didn't Teacher Xin already teach you how to write a diary?"

She had the same mentality when she was a child. She felt that the pigs were very pitiful, but she knew that it would be impossible not to kill them, so in the end it was better to just turn a blind eye to them.

After all, pork is really delicious!

Qiaoqiao said "Yeah", turned around and ran upstairs, deciding not to look anymore.

But in the courtyard, everyone was surrounded on three levels inside and three outside.

After all, no pigs have been killed in the village for several years, so this kind of excitement is rare.

At this moment, the poor big white pig was still drunk, obviously having a good dream. After all, the fermented glutinous rice wine is stronger than the wine that was just steamed in the first place.

I really can't wake up even if the sky falls.

But just in case, Xiao Wang and others who were carrying the pig still listened to the butcher's instructions: "Let its legs hang a little in the air, so that you don't have to struggle if it wakes up."

"Where's the basin? Where's the basin?" The pig butcher held a long knife with a cold light and skillfully raised his hand to block the pig's head.

"Here, here!"

Auntie and Wu Lan hurriedly came out. One put a basin under the pig's neck, and the other poured cold boiled water into it and sprinkled it with salt.

When everything was ready, the butcher found the right angle, inserted the sharp long knife into the neck, and stabbed it open!

And the steaming hot blood instantly poured out like a spring, falling straight down and falling into the large stainless steel basin underneath, splattering blood all around.

"Oh!" People around him screamed meaninglessly.

Song Tan took a look and suddenly heard someone muttering beside him: "Oh my god...why do I feel that if I look at it carefully, this pig killing scene is more terrifying than the killing in my novel?"

"Besides, you want to make me laugh to death. The male protagonist of your book is obviously a murderer. Are you afraid?" Qin Yun was surprised.

Moreover, he shook his head and said, "No, it feels very strange... Which of our fantasy male protagonists has never killed someone? But when I wrote it, I was so passionate, and it's different from facing people killing pigs."

At this point, Qin Yun also paused and said truthfully: "Indeed, in reality, there are videos of killing people, and I don't dare to watch them...especially cold weapons. Watching them for a long time will make your bones feel cold. There is an inexplicable horror.”

The two of them started discussing in whispers, but Song Tan realized it later and looked up at Lu Chuan slightly worriedly.

"Are you scared? How about... you go upstairs and rest for a while?"

Update 1, it’s coming! Look, look, aren't you ready to kill me? Don't be anxious, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry.