"Mom, you should come home tonight. This pig is more energetic than me; it looks like it won't die."
Grandma Wu flicked the mud off her hand and looked at the grunting piglets in the pigpen. "Go back, take a good bath tonight, you all stink."
Huang Xiaoqiang looked up and asked, "What if that Qi Niuhua holds a grudge and comes to take revenge, killing all these piglets?"
"She's like that. Even if these little pigs are fine, if anything happens, the blame will always be pinned on her."
Qi Niuhua gritted her teeth and glared at Old Lady Wu. This old hag was blaming her? Dream on!
As night fell, the stove, blackened and dried from the fire, was ready. "Alright, let it air out overnight, and it'll be ready to use tomorrow."
Huang Xiaofu stretched, his stomach rumbling with hunger. "Let's go. Gu Qing should have taken our food back. Now is the perfect time to go back and eat."
Grandma Wu and her two sons hurried home in the afterglow of the evening.
They didn't notice Qi Niu Hua hiding in the grass. Only after the three left and Qi Niu Hua was out of sight did they hurriedly jump out.
I shook my clothes up and down, lay in the grass all afternoon, and was almost anemic from all the mosquito bites.
He grimaced as he looked at the large, red, swollen bumps on his legs and arms.
It's all Wu Mingxia's fault. He cleaned the pigsty but didn't leave without saying it was clean. Why did he build the stove?
Huffing and puffing...
The noise startled Qi Niuhua awake. This time, she learned her lesson and looked around. Not finding any children, she tiptoed closer to the pigpen.
She leaned closer and froze. There, plump, white piglets were pressing their faces together, one even raising its head and staring blankly at her, its round nostrils pointing at her. *Grunt!*
The shock in Qi Niuhua's eyes gradually subsided, replaced by a torrent of jealousy and resentment.
Why should I?!
Are Wu Mingxia's pigs really that good?
Could it be true, as those gossipy women said, that I am really inferior to Wu Mingxia?
No!
impossible!
Qi Niuhua looked at the piglets huddled together in the pigpen, and a wicked smile slowly crept onto her lips.
Didn't everyone say that Wu Mingxia could raise pigs, but she couldn't?
Oh......
She killed all the piglets, and then she'd like to see what the villagers would say.
He flipped over and jumped into the pigpen, slowly raising the hoe in his hand toward the piglets huddled together.
Whether sensing Qi Niu Hua's malice or not, the three little pigs suddenly started grunting.
Its six big ears fluttered and swayed around.
Qi Niuhua's heart skipped a beat. She quickly turned her head and scanned the area, but found no one. She then put down the hoe she was holding.
no!
If you just kill him outright, the villagers will immediately know it was done by someone.
Not only would she be able to shift the blame to Wu Mingxia, but if the authorities were to demand the murderer of the pig, she couldn't guarantee she could keep it a secret.
After all, there are many children in this village. If one of them sees her loitering around the pigsty, given what happened before, they will definitely pin the blame on her.
Doesn't this further enhance Old Lady Wu's popularity among the villagers?
Qi Niuhua squatted down to face the three piglets.
The man and the pigs stared at each other strangely. The three little pigs opposite seemed to understand the thought in Qi Niu Hua's eyes that he wanted to kill them.
They were running around in a panic, biting each other's tails, making them squeak and scream even more in pain.
It's no use completely dismissing this idea.
The bloody, mangled remains were too conspicuous.
Died of illness?
After a close look at these chubby, round piglets, it seems they'll easily grow to around 200 pounds, so there's no chance they'll die of illness.
There was no hope of them starving to death, so Wu Mingxia took better care of them than his two sons.
Died from medicine...? Died from poison...?
!!!
This seems like a good idea!
The villagers were all unsophisticated and had no idea how to tell whether someone died from poisoning or disease.
Once she figured this out, she couldn't help but burst into laughter. She's truly a genius!
The villagers are ignorant for not letting her raise pigs; otherwise, all ten piglets would have died, and these three would still be alive.
The three little pigs' eyes, as big as mung beans, were filled with fear of Qi Niuhua.
This two-legged creature is terrifying.
After laughing, Qi Niuhua suddenly realized a problem: she didn't have this kind of medicine on her!
After stroking my chin and thinking it over, I realized that she didn't have it, but the veterinarian definitely did!
There was only one shared veterinarian in the surrounding area... and he just happened to settle down in a mountain cave.
Qi Niuhua clapped her hands, feeling that even God was on her side.
He tucked the hoe behind his back into his waistband, rolled over, and left the pigsty, his figure gradually disappearing into the darkness.
The three piglets in the pigpen watched the disappearing figure through the fence, and their grunts fell silent.
Grandma Wu, who had just returned home, had no idea what terrible scene her pigs in the pigsty had just endured.
"Aunt Wu, the food is on the stone table. I just boiled some water, so you can wash up after you finish eating."
Grandma Wu simply washed her hands, sat down, and began to eat.
Huang Xiaofu and Huang Xiaoqiang were too lazy to wash their hands, but when they saw that Grandma Wu had washed her hands, they followed suit and washed their hands as well.
A faint smile flashed in Gu Qing's eyes, and her gaze towards Huang Xiaoqiang softened even more.
Grandma Wu only ate half full. The food in the village canteen was rationed, and no one was allowed to take more than their allotted portion.
Even with Grandma Wu's appetite, she could only eat until she was half full each time.
Originally, I was thinking of training Huang Xiaofu to inherit Huang Mancang's mantle and having her cook in the countryside.
Unexpectedly, he also got out of bed, and was so tired every day that all he could do was climb up and down the bed.
Gu Qing was a girl who never lifted a finger; it was Huang Xiaoqiang who taught her how to boil water and start a fire.
After finishing her meal, Old Lady Wu looked up at the sky and sighed.
After the meal, Grandma Wu first let Huang Xiaofu and the others wash up. Then she went back to the pigpen to check on the piglets. Seeing them sleeping soundly head to head, she felt relieved and returned home.
As night fell, the chirping of crickets echoed throughout the village. Under the cover of darkness, a burly figure sneaked into the home of Li, the village veterinarian.
Qi Niu Hua had just climbed onto his fence and was barking, "Woof woof woof!!!"
The heart-wrenching barking of the dog startled her.
Enraged, he bent down, picked up a fist-sized stone from the ground, and threw it at the big black dog in the yard.
I'll let you bite me!
I'll show you how to scare me!
"Who is it? Who is it?"
Hearing a voice from inside the house, Qi Niuhua quickly replied, "It's me."
Veterinarian Li lifted the large floral curtain and peered out, squinting as he looked around. "Who's there?"
Qi Niu Hua was speechless. "It's me! Qi Niu Hua!"
Veterinarian Li opened his eyes. "It's you. What do you want with me so late at night?"
"Buy medicine."
Buy medicine?
The veterinarian stopped five steps away from her. "You don't have a dog, do you?"
She doesn't raise chickens, ducks, or pigs, so why would she buy medicine for them?
Besides, you can't just buy medicine for livestock randomly. What if the animal dies from the medicine?
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