Li Qianqian was stunned for a moment when she heard this, but then she burst out laughing.

This girl's words are always full of unexpected twists.

Slaughtering pigs is not just a physically demanding task; it also requires considerable skill.

The men that Zhao Tingzhang found were all strong men, but none of them had ever slaughtered a pig before and had no experience.

Because no one in the village had ever slaughtered a pig before, and no one could afford to buy piglets.

A large group of people had their own opinions on where to stab someone; some suggested the neck, others suggested the buttocks.

A large, fat pig weighing over 300 pounds was tied up tightly, and Wang Dazhuang, holding a knife, was a little nervous.

He just stabbed the pig in the neck, but why isn't it dead yet? Why is it still struggling and squealing?

On the other hand, at the slaughterhouse, a single cut to the neck and the sheep lay motionless on the ground.

He Shitou came out of the house with a large wooden basin. "Come on, make way. We can't waste this sheep's blood."

As he spoke, he placed the wooden basin on the bleeding spot on the sheep's neck.

Everyone looked at the dead white sheep, and then at Wang Dazhuang.

"Hey Dazhuang, give it another stab. Deeper!" Liu Yonghe urged impatiently.

He is now fully recovered, which is why he joined the pig slaughtering team.

Wang Dazhuang's hand was trembling as he stabbed it. "Brother... why don't you give it the last blow?"

He was a little scared and dared not go any further; the blood flow was quite frightening.

He Shitou squeezed over with another wooden basin, urging, "Hurry up! If we don't stab it, will we let this pig bleed to death? Hurry up, this pig's blood is good stuff, we're waiting to catch it."

Four or five men rolled up their sleeves and stepped forward, together pinning down the pig.

Liu Yonghe took the knife and, with a determined look, stabbed the knife several times.

The pitiful squeals of the pig were probably heard by everyone in Changfeng Village, but thankfully the pig was dead.

He Chun had already boiled the water; both large pots were full of boiling water.

After slaughtering, pigs and sheep need to have their hair removed. This requires scalding them repeatedly with boiling water and scraping them repeatedly with a hair-scraping knife.

Even seven or eight men weren't enough, so Zhao, the village head, called on a few more men who were watching to help.

After shaving, it still needs to be broken down; the big work is yet to come.

The entire village surrounded the back of He Tiantian's house, forming a dense, impenetrable crowd.

Everyone shared their opinions on the big fat pig and the big fat sheep, and they were overjoyed.

Zhao Yanniang and Tiezi's mother also came to help; they couldn't just eat for free.

The two even brought their sons along. Zhao Yan, who used to hold a pen, also used a knife to chop lamb legs and divide pork. Zhao Tie, who was six or seven years old, was responsible for helping out by standing aside and handing things over.

The two seemed a bit clumsy, which drew laughter from those around them.

Tao and Yulan's mother also brought their children to help. In the crowd, Cheng, from the Zhao family, stood at the very front, filled with jealousy.

Looking at those basins of white, glistening meat, Cheng's eyes seemed to spit fire.

With so much meat, it would be nice if she could share a whole bowl of it.

But no one asked her to help, so what reason could she give to share the meat? Cheng's eyes then fell on Tao. It seemed that He hadn't asked her sister-in-law to help either.

Cheng felt a pang of jealousy and deliberately put on a high-pitched voice, saying, "My sister-in-law is such a sycophant. They didn't even ask our Zhao family for help, but she went by herself. Humph, she just wants a share of the benefits."

When the women around Cheng heard what she said, they all looked at her.

During the Lunar New Year, everyone comes with a mix of envy and schadenfreude, eager to see what's going on. If they can't feast their eyes, can't they at least feast their mouths?

With so much meat, who wouldn't want to help out and get some too?

Or even if it's cheaper, it's good for them to buy it with their own money.

However, these were all just thoughts. After hearing what Cheng said, they felt a little sour inside.

Look at how well other people live, and then look at our own family—we're worse than pigs and dogs!

Everyone was gathered in the bamboo grove at He Tiantian's house in the afternoon, and no one noticed that a beautiful horse came from afar and stopped at the gate of He Tiantian's house.

Zhao Xiaohe was trembling all the way after he dismounted.

His face turned deathly pale. "Young Master Sun, please...please don't take Miss Li away, okay?"

Zhao Xiaohe was on the verge of tears. If Aunt He and the others found out that he had brought Young Master Sun back to the village, they would skin him alive.

Didn't this also harm Miss Li? And what about his thirty taels of silver… no, he didn't want to think about the silver anymore. He just hoped that Young Master Sun wouldn't bring people to the village to cause trouble.

Sun Qi looked around the village. He was taller and standing next to Zhao Xiaohe, Zhao Xiaohe felt a strong sense of oppression from above.

"We'll talk when we see Miss Li. Go knock on the door." Sun Qi twirled the fan in her hand.

Although he was a noble young master, he didn't seem uncomfortable at all because this was a remote and impoverished place. On the contrary, Sun Qi seemed to enjoy this tranquil life.

Zhao Xiaohe stepped forward and knocked on the door, his hands trembling. Inside, the women were all chatting about their own secrets.

Although Li Qianqian was a wealthy young lady, she had none of the airs of one. She was feeding the rabbits in the yard with Xiao Lan and Xiao Lü.

There are probably hundreds of fluffy little rabbits in cages.

Li Qianqian was holding a newborn rabbit and feeding it some grass. Watching the rabbit's little mouth move, it quickly finished the blade of grass.

A knock came from the door.

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