Chen Jiao looked at her pitiful and ridiculous appearance and felt speechless. There must be something hateful about a pitiful person.
Chen Jiao didn't want to waste time with this kind of person, so she warned him, "If I hear you say bad things about our family next time, I will not only let Lu Zhengxu talk to your man, but I will also report you to the brigade and sue you for destroying the unity and harmony of the masses."
Tian Cuihua twisted her mouth, endured the pain, and sobbed: "Yes, yes, I won't dare to do it again. I won't dare to do it again."
Chen Jiao rode her bike home without even looking at her.
Although Tian Cuihua was angry, she didn't dare to say anything.
Not long after Chen Jiao arrived home, she heard the sound of gongs in the village and the rough voice of the team leader Lu Liming, "Kill the pig, kill the New Year pig, and distribute the meat!"
Chen Jiao finally understood why so many people in the village were sitting under the old locust tree bragging in such a cold day. It turned out that they were waiting to slaughter the New Year pig!
Nowadays, many families look forward to the production team slaughtering pigs and distributing the meat at the end of the year so that they can taste the meat.
With Lu Liming's shout, everyone in the production team became excited.
When Chen Jiao was in the last days, there was no such thing as celebrating the New Year or not, everyone was busy and busy.
So when she watched the documentary about the lively scene of slaughtering the New Year pig, she even yearned for that era.
After traveling through time, I truly understood how hard life was for people in that era, although the filter I had for that era is no longer there.
But slaughtering the New Year pig still made her excited.
She waved her hand and called the two little ones, "Yangyang, Nannan, come on, let's go watch the New Year pig slaughtering with mom."
The little girl who was reciting her lessons jumped up and said, "Great, let's go watch the New Year pig slaughter!"
Lu Lingyang frowned slightly and looked at his father. There was helplessness in his expression, and it was obvious that he was disgusted with his mother and sister for being as childish.
But Chen Jiao didn't care about that. She held her little girl's hand in one hand and her older son's hand in the other and rushed out of the yard.
Lu Zhengxu also followed with a doting look on his face.
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