"You're the one who's not thinking straight! If it weren't for Hua'er, would we even have wild boar?" Su Bai was happily watching the wild boar being butchered when she heard her second daughter-in-law's voice beside her, and her anger flared up instantly. "Since you're so disgusted by it, then don't eat it later. I've never seen anyone like you before, complaining about the food being spoiled even when you're begging for it!"

"Mother, I was just talking about pig offal, wasn't I?" Madam Qian said with an embarrassed smile, "Pig offal stinks terribly, it's full of pig excrement, it's not fit for human consumption, wouldn't it be a waste of firewood?"

"You're such a busybody!" Madam Su sneered. "If you have nothing better to do, go inside and start picking snails. You have to set up your stall this afternoon. All you ever do is eat. How did my Su family end up with such a lazy bum like you?"

Although pig offal is very smelly, Hua'er must have her reasons for staying.

Even if we can't make any food in the end, what does it matter if we waste a little oil and salt?

As long as my daughter is happy, that's enough.

However, today's encounter with wild boars, coupled with Meng Yun'er's interference, has already wasted a lot of time. With noon fast approaching, if we don't start harvesting snails soon, our afternoon snail-eating business will be ruined, which would be a huge loss.

For business people, the worst thing is to go one day and not go the next.

After a while, all the customers will leave.

"Yes, daughter-in-law will go right away." Madam Qian forced a smile, reluctantly turned around and walked into the house.

Halfway there, they quickly pulled over Zhao Shi, Da Lang, Er Lang, and Chun Hua, who were watching the pig slaughter, and together they carried two basins of snails into the main house to get busy.

How could Qian Yueniang do all the work by herself? Naturally, she had to involve Zhao Shi and the others.

Otherwise, wouldn't she have suffered a great loss?

Meanwhile, Su Dahu had already started dividing the meat from house to house, knife in hand.

“Uncle Zhou, your little grandson loves fatty meat the most, so I’ll give you this piece that’s about 80% fatty.”

"Barley's mother, you like lean meat, how about I give you this piece that's 60% lean?"

"Loach Mom, your loach loves braised pork the most. How about I give you this piece with both fat and lean meat..."

In Shanghe Village, there are more than fifty households. Su Dahu can tell you almost anything about what each family likes to eat. Moreover, if he says that a pound of meat is enough, he will weigh it exactly as it is, without shortchanging them by a single cent, which makes the villagers smile with delight.

This is not just about getting meat, but also about gaining respect.

Even the younger generation in the family might not remember their own preferences so clearly.

The eldest son of the Su family really cares about them.

"My older brother is really something." Su Hua exclaimed in amazement. It turned out that behind the honest and simple appearance was not only a black sesame filling, but also an extremely round black sesame filling. One bite would definitely warm your heart.

The villagers carried the meat one by one, thanked him repeatedly, and after exchanging pleasantries, hurried home.

The Su family still has a snail business to run, so they can't be so inconsiderate as to stay in someone else's yard forever.

Looking at the large half-pig on the wooden board, Su Baishi pondered, "Keep twenty catties of this pork for our own consumption, give ten catties each to the Zhao family, the Qian family, and Sui'er's family, and five catties to Uncle Village Chief's family. The rest, take it to sell when we sell snails this afternoon. If we can't sell it..."

"If they can't be sold, my son will send them to the Fugui Restaurant," Su Erhu said with a smile.

“That’s right. Any unsold meat can be sent to Fugui Restaurant.” Madam Su nodded. “Your eldest sister’s family lives in the county. If you’re too busy today, you can send it over tomorrow morning. The weather is good now, so the meat can stay overnight without any problem.”

Su Hua glanced at the wild boar meat and tugged at Su Bai's sleeve.

"mother--"

"What's wrong?" Su Baishi turned around.

Su Hua pointed to the cedar branches that had been thrown on the ground, somewhat embarrassed, "I forgot to tell Mother that Xiao Jinhan was the one who killed the wild boar, but he didn't want to share the pork, so I agreed to let him come to our house for a few meals. Twenty catties of meat might not be enough."

A few meals of this food are equivalent to half a wild boar.

If this wild boar meat isn't enough to eat, she'll really be embarrassed.

Isn't that bullying honest people?

"Is that so?" Su Bai was taken aback.

The three Su brothers looked at each other in bewilderment.

They had witnessed the fight on the mountain; many trees had been overturned and fell to the ground. The wild boar was fat and strong, and if it weren't for the cedar branch piercing its neck, their little sister's safety would have been in grave danger.

So, Xiao Jinhan saved his little sister again?

Madam Su, being an old and shrewd woman, naturally understood her daughter's meaning. She pondered for a moment and said, "Dahu, keep another thirty catties of pork for our family, and leave the rest as we just agreed."

If you keep all the meat from a wild boar at home and eat it slowly, it can last for several years.

So, they didn't want the wild boar meat, nor were they willing to share the money; they only wanted a few meals, but she couldn't really accept those few meals.

After all, it contained the debt of saving a life.

When a strong young man is at his peak eating ability, twenty pounds of pork is definitely not enough.

"Yes," Su Dahu replied.

With a swift stroke of the knife, the wild boar meat was divided into several portions.

Su Sanhu carried a large piece of meat and several smaller pieces of meat as he ran into the village.

In Shanghe Village, the old village chief and three elderly people living alone didn't come; he had to take them there. As for the Feng family, no one was home; Feng's mother had gone to the prefectural city to study with Feng Zicai a few days ago. And then there was the Meng family…

Of course, the Feng and Meng families were not even considered by the Su family when it came to sending meat; they wouldn't even give them wild boar meat if the Su family sent it to them to eat.

Su Erhu was left to guard the meat in the yard, while Su Baishi planned to go to the kitchen to stir-fry the snails.

But as soon as he turned around and saw the green figure outside the yard, his brows furrowed deeply.

What are you doing sneaking around in my house?

Meng Yun'er wore a gentle smile, as if the unpleasantness on the mountain had never happened. "Auntie, things are so busy at home. Why don't I come and help you? So you won't have to work too hard."

Are you leaving or not?

Su Baishi didn't want to say a single word to her.

He walked straight to the corner of the chicken coop and picked up the broom for sweeping chicken droppings.

"Auntie..." Meng Yun'er choked, her face turning pale, "What are you doing... ah..."

Clang!

The broom shot towards Meng Yun'er's face.

The chicken droppings from above were smeared all over her face.

In the courtyard, Su Bai looked at her palm in disbelief.

She felt that after fainting once today, her accuracy seemed to have improved.

"Aunt Su! You've gone too far!!" Meng Yun'er wiped her face, looked at the yellowish-green stain, and almost vomited.

Su Bai picked up the broom with her hands behind her back and sneered, "You're not leaving, are you?"

Before he finished speaking, the broom in his hand was already poised to strike again.

Meng Yun'er lay on the ground, looking at the Su family members in the courtyard, feeling a mixture of shame and indignation, and burst into tears.

This time, I really cried.

Look, he was extremely heartbroken.

She cried as she ran outside as fast as she could.

They were terrified that next time they would have chicken droppings stuck in their mouths.