“Our family has no objection. We don’t want any money, we just want to eat some meat so that the whole family can have a full meal,” Zhou Fafu was the first to express his opinion.
"Village chief, we'll do as you say, let's divide the meat."
"Yes, this python is big enough to feed the whole village."
Seeing that everyone agreed, the village chief continued, "Let's carry the python back to the village first, and then we'll divide the meat. Let me make it clear first, this python was found by the five sons of Old Master Zhou, so their family will get two extra portions of meat."
Although the villagers were a little jealous, they didn't show it and all agreed. After all, the family was lucky; no one else got any, but Zhou Laoda's five sons did. It was only right that their family got two extra portions.
Zhou Laosan and Zhou Laosi exchanged glances, and then, as if nothing had happened, they carried the python back to the village with everyone else.
A burly man from the village, who used to be a butcher, took a pig-slaughtering knife and first chopped off the python's head, then had someone burn it. Next, he cut open the python's abdomen.
"There really is something, it's a small wild boar." The python's belly was very large, and the villagers all knew that the python had just swallowed wild animals. The wild animals that hadn't been digested could still be eaten after being cut open.
The little wild boar weighed over 70 pounds, and everyone was very happy; this was extra meat!
Old Master Zhou didn't take any of the wild boar meat, only two pieces of python meat, and went back. When Old Master Zhou and Zhao Guihua each carried a basket on their backs and walked to the gate of the courtyard.
From afar, Xingxing's sweet little voice could be heard, "You big bad guys, you stole our family's wild boar! Xingxing and her brothers picked it up, it belongs to our family, you can't take it away."
"It must be Zhou Laosan and Zhou Laosi, those two damned bastards, I'm not finished with them!" Zhao Guihua cursed through gritted teeth, grabbing a large wooden stick from the roadside and rushing into the yard.
Old Zhou stamped his foot, hesitated for two seconds, then ran into the woodshed, grabbed the axe, and said that his wife had said it didn't matter whether he actually chopped or not, but he couldn't lose in terms of momentum.
Stay calm.
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