Fang's mother stood there in a daze, feeling a tightness in her chest. Although she had slaughtered many chickens and ducks, she had always done it alone. She had never slaughtered a group like Mao Fangfei, with corpses strewn everywhere and blood flowing like a river. The sight made her lose her appetite and feel more heartbroken.
"Stop doing that. Who separates the bones and meat when killing a chicken? What's the point of eating it like that?" Fang's mother felt sorry for her chickens and ducks.
Mao Fangfei's actions ruined dozens of chickens and ducks; what soul does boneless chicken meat have?
"That's how I killed them."
With a flash of her knife, Mao Fangfei neatly sliced off a piece of the chicken's head, which rolled to Fang's mother's feet. The chicken's eyes were wide open, staring at Fang's mother with unseeing rage.
Only then did Fang's mother realize that Mao Fangfei had cut off the chicken's head and tail, as well as the lymph nodes from the chicken's neck, and thrown them all away. She cried out in distress, "These are all meat, they're all edible! You wasteful thing!"
"Chicken heads contain heavy metals, and chicken butts and necks contain carcinogens. Eat them if you're not afraid of dying."
Mao Fangfei spoke calmly as she continued separating the flesh from the bones. She was meticulous when working and hated being disturbed. Even when dissecting chickens and ducks, she would not allow herself to make mistakes and had to dissect them beautifully.
"Bullshit! I've been eating this for years and I'm fine. Who are you trying to fool?" Fang's mother didn't believe it at all.
Nobody believes that eating meat can make you sick.
Aunt Fang chimed in, "I've lived most of my life and I've never heard of anything about not being able to eat chicken heads or chicken butts. My ancestors have been eating them like this for generations and nothing has happened to them."
Mao Fangfei looked up at her with a cold gaze that sent chills down Aunt Fang's spine. After a long while, Mao Fangfei said, "Aunt, you don't look well. You should go get a checkup."
Aunt Fang was stunned for a moment, then jumped up in anger, "You're cursing me during the New Year? You've lost your heart! Yanming, don't you care about your wife? How can she talk to you like that?"
Fang Yanming looked at Aunt Fang with a serious expression. Her complexion was indeed not very good. Aunt Fang used to be full of energy and had a rosy complexion, but this year she looked sallow.
"My wife was just trying to be helpful. Auntie, you should go to the county hospital for a checkup. If you're sick, get treatment; if you're not, you'll feel more at ease!"
Aunt Fang clutched her chest, gasping for breath, her lungs about to burst with anger. Father Fang glared at Fang Yanming and shouted, "Go inside! You can't even control your wife? Are you even a man?"
"Then you should take care of my mother first, instead of making my wife do chores all the time. My wife has never even touched water since she was a child. She can't be forced to be a maid after she got married."
Fang Yanming retorted irritably that his father was just a paper tiger, all show and no action at home but a coward outside. He said that when he was a child, he was always bullied, and his father never stood up for him. Now that he's all grown up, he only shows off his power to his wife.
Mao Fangfei's lips curled up, her mood improving even more. This girl was smart enough; if she dared to speak up for the Fang family, she'd make her sleep on the sofa when they got back.
"Come inside, I'll be done killing in half an hour."
Mao Fangfei yelled, and Fang Yanming obediently went inside to continue watching his cartoons, but what his wife said next made him feel uncomfortable all over.
"Mom, I have a small suggestion for you. Please pay a little more attention to hygiene when you cook. I've seen you go out to blow your nose halfway through kneading the dough, and then come back and continue kneading without washing your hands. Do you know why I don't eat your noodles? It's because I don't want to eat your snot."
Mao Fangfei offered her opinion earnestly, though she deliberately exaggerated a bit, but it wasn't really an exaggeration. Although she had only witnessed it once, a slovenly person like Fang's mother must have done such disgusting things many times before.
Fang Yanming felt nauseous; the noodles he ate last night were churning in his stomach, and his face turned green.
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