"Oh my god? Why is there a pig?"

"Where did this come from? We don't raise pigs in our village."

"Could it be that he sneaked in from somewhere else?"

"How is it possible? There are only a few villages in our brigade that raise pigs, and those that do raise pigs watch over them like their own eyes. How could they let them escape?"

“…”

The villagers were talking at once, but everyone's actions were exactly the same: they were all staring at the fat pig and drooling.

If this animal is slaughtered, the whole village can have meat to eat.

"Now, let me announce the last major event of our village this year." Wang Hongjie saw that everyone had almost finished discussing it, so he cleared his throat and walked forward leisurely.

"What's the big deal?" everyone asked.

"That means preparing... the pig-killing dinner!" Wang Hongjie shouted.

"What? Pig-killing dinner? Is this pig from our village?" Everyone widened their eyes.

In fact, villages with better conditions will prepare pig-slaughtering dinner at the end of the year.

Kill a pig to reward the villagers who have worked hard for a year.

It’s just that Shimatou Village has always been at the bottom of the list, and in all these years, it has never had a pig-slaughtering meal.

"Yes, I bought this pig specially. I promised everyone before that I would make sure everyone has a prosperous New Year this year."

"Get the pot ready, boil water, and kill the pig!"

As Wang Hongjie shouted, the entire Shimatou Village became boiling.

Everyone went home and carried out the big pots, but the villagers seldom ate meat, let alone had no experience in slaughtering pigs.

Su Miaomiao stood up at this time, picked up a silver-glowing pig-killing knife, and raised her eyebrows slightly.

"I never thought that there would be a day when I would pick up a butcher knife again."

Su Miaomiao commanded the young and strong men in the village to tie up the pig, and then had someone hold down the pig's head and stab a knife into the pig's neck.

The action was clean and simple, not like poking a pig but more like poking cabbage.

As soon as the knife was pulled out, blood flowed into the large basin that had been prepared long ago.

The pig stopped struggling instantly.

Su Miaomiao dropped the butcher knife in her hand.

After not killing for such a long time, my technique is still quite solid.

It’s worthy of her!

"Miao Miao, your skill in killing pigs... is really great." Wang Hongjie, who was standing by, was stunned.

He knew that Su Miaomiao was powerful, but he didn't expect her to be so powerful.

When the butcher knife stabbed into the pig's neck, he felt his neck tighten as well.

The other young men in the village also shrank their necks.

There were still some people who had feelings for Su Miaomiao, but now they didn't dare to express anything.

I used to think Su Miaomiao was just smart, but I didn’t expect that killing pigs could be so easy for her.

Now they can't even match the physical strength that men are proud of, so how could others be interested in them?

The pig has been slaughtered here and the hot water has been boiled over there.

No one in the village was good at dealing with these things, so Su Miaomiao had no choice but to take up the knife and go into battle.