When the pigs for this year's task were handed in, Tan Dingguo, the village head, received praise from the higher-ups.
The problem is that the task pigs raised by other brigades barely meet the task standards, while the task pigs in Xishan Village exceed the standards by a large margin.
Each one weighs three or four hundred pounds, which is unmatched by any other brigade.
Once the task of collecting pigs is completed, the next step is to distribute the pork to the villagers.
It just so happens that the reservoir isn't being repaired right now, so everyone from Dongxi Village and the county town has gone back home.
So, Tan Dingguo made an agreement with the village butcher to slaughter two of the fattest pigs and share them with everyone so they could have a good New Year.
Upon hearing the news, many villagers brought basins and buckets to the scene.
The basin is for holding meat, and the bucket is for holding pig's blood.
Not every family likes pig's blood. Those who do will fill a bucket with some, add some salt, stir it, and it will quickly solidify into a block.
Ning Jing first helped Fu Hongxing home and let him lie down on the kang (a heated brick bed).
Then he turned around and went out, grabbing the basin and bucket, and hurriedly went to divide the meat.
Xiao Feng followed closely behind her, just in case her aunt needed help.
"Hey, Ning Jing, you're back?"
How's your Xiaofeng? Is she alright?
Those who were on good terms with Ning Jing couldn't help but smile and ask when they saw Ning Jing and the little tail following behind her.
"It's okay, the doctor said that as long as I wake up, I'll be fine!"
The film has been taken, and the blood clot has disappeared.
Ning Jing replied with a smile, in a very good mood.
"Hmph, he's just a money-losing brat, not even his own flesh and blood. It's no wonder he'd be so kind."
Standing not far away, Deng Fengzhi heard Ning Jing's conversation with someone and couldn't help but scoff, muttering under her breath.
Although she muttered softly, the people queuing for meat were so close together, how could they not hear her?
Believe it or not, there are quite a few people who share the same thoughts as Deng Fengzhi.
Ning Jing looked up at Deng Fengzhi, then couldn't help but squint her eyes.
Fu Hongxing's surgery was successful today, and she was in a good mood, too lazy to argue with this woman.
Ning Jing snorted at Deng Fengzhi, then turned her head away and refused to look at her again.
Upon seeing Ning Jing's glare, Deng Fengzhi instinctively shrank back, not daring to look into Ning Jing's large, clear eyes.
Looking into those eyes, she couldn't help but feel a sense of unease, for some reason.
However, after waiting for a while, for some reason, Ning Jing turned her head away and stopped looking at her.
Stealing a glance at Ning Jing's clean and refreshing appearance, I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy.
It's worth noting that Ning Jing was completely different back then compared to now, making people feel as if she had become a different person.
Thinking of this, Deng Fengzhi's brow twitched involuntarily.
Stealing glances at Ning Jing chatting with the older women around her, making them laugh heartily, the more she watched, the more uneasy she felt.
After the meat was divided, Deng Fengzhi didn't pester the butcher for an extra big bone like she used to.
Instead, she hurriedly carried the basin and rushed home.
Fu Hongzhong was lying on the bed with his legs crossed, eyes closed, hands on his legs, humming a tune while shaking his head.
Today we're dividing up the meat, and finally my family can have some meat to eat. Just thinking about it makes me happy.
However, just as he was humming a tune in a good mood, he was suddenly rushed into the house with a "bang," and the bowl of meat he was holding was casually thrown on the table. Deng Fengzhi, whose face had turned pale, was startled.
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