Chapter 37 Slaughtering the New Year Pig
She glanced at Shen Xuewei, then turned and left without looking back, saying, "No need, you don't need to sing."
Shen Xuewei scratched her head. What did this mean?
A mischievous boy sitting behind her shouted, "Shen Xuewei, your singing is absolutely awful! No wonder Minghui doesn't want you!"
Enraged, Shen Xuewei turned around and yelled, "Shut up! What's it to you?"
The boy stuck his tongue out at her and made a face before running away.
Shen Xuewei glared at it, then hesitated, thinking: Is it really still this awful?
In the end, Shen Xuewei ended up being the one sitting in the audience.
After New Year's Day, the countdown to final exams began.
To make their report cards look better, even the most mischievous children started studying hard.
Winter vacation is also the time of Chinese New Year.
The grades on their report cards determine whether they will be treated to a feast or a cane during the Spring Festival.
The final exams didn't put much pressure on Shen Xuewei; she filled in all the answers on the test paper.
The proctor walked around the classroom, and no child who tried to cheat could escape his watchful eye.
Ye Meiling's idea of copying other people's exam papers failed completely before it could be implemented.
After finishing the exam and coming out of the classroom, he cried and said, "I'm doomed, I'm doomed. My parents will definitely beat me when they come back for Chinese New Year!"
The three, who felt they had done exceptionally well on the test, exchanged glances.
The three of them... probably don't have such troubles.
After the exam, the parents allowed the child to enter the school.
Grandpa Chen asked Shen Xuewei to take the quilt cover, sheets, and pillowcases off and take them home to wash.
Just as I was about to go home, I ran into my homeroom teacher, Ms. Yan, who was on patrol.
After hearing several compliments about Shen Xuewei from Teacher Yan, he smiled and said goodbye to Teacher Yan before leading Shen Xuewei and the other person away from the school.
After returning home, winter vacation officially began.
Although it was winter vacation, there wasn't much for Shen Xuewei to do in this remote mountain area.
Most of the time, she helps out at home.
For example, feeding chickens, feeding pigs, cooking rice, cooking pig feed, etc.
Wu Yuhong is just as busy as her, or even busier.
Even though he was at home, he could only come up at night with a flashlight to talk to Shen Xuewei and watch TV together.
Chen Fangyang bought DVDs from the market, put them in the DVD player, connected it to the TV, and watched the movie with his two children.
As they watched, the figures of other adults gradually gathered around them.
After one movie finished playing, Chen Fangyang moved on to the next one.
Shen Xuewei gave up her seat to someone else, did a set of eye exercises outside the door, and then planned to go to sleep.
A few days later, Grandpa Chen took Shen Xuewei to the market to sell goods and also to the school to pick up her report card.
Upon receiving the report card, Grandpa Chen looked at the scores of 100, 98, and 98 in the three subjects.
A distinct smile appeared on his usually serious face.
“Our Weiwei did really well on her final exams. Grandpa will take her to buy new clothes later so she can wear them for the New Year.”
Shen Xuewei glanced at the name on the report card and nodded.
Getting a perfect score of 100 in elementary school math is quite easy.
She didn't get any questions wrong in Chinese, but I guess she lost two points symbolically on the composition. I guess the same thing happened in English.
Although her English in this life is still in its early stages, it is already significantly different from that in her previous life.
At least, she has a solid foundation.
In my past life, I couldn't pronounce this word or that word, so I had to use similar-sounding Chinese to write them down next to me...
Grandpa Chen took her to a clothing store and let her choose an outfit herself.
Shen Xuewei has grown a bit taller this year, and her previous clothes are still barely wearable, but they probably won't fit her next year.
She picked out a larger size of clothes so that she could wear them when she grows taller next year.
After buying the clothes, Grandpa Chen bought some more things at the market and then took Shen Xuewei back by car.
After staying away from home for some time, Chen Fangqiu finally returned home.
The first thing I did when I stepped into the house was to step on Big Yellow's foot.
The big yellow dog, whose tail he had just stepped on, howled at him in pain, its tone quite fierce.
Chen Fangqiu's face was gloomy. After raising his foot, he kicked Da Huang again.
"You damn dog, what are you barking for? If you bark again, I'll beat you to death."
As if sensing the threat in his tone, Da Huang tucked its tail between its legs, whimpered, ran to the fire pit, and lay down at Shen Xuewei's feet, rubbing against her.
Shen Xuewei was playing with the puppy when she turned around and glanced at Chen Fangqiu.
He glanced at it, said nothing, and then turned back.
Da Huang is probably looking for the wrong person; she's afraid of her uncle too!
If her uncle is in a bad mood and happens to be in his line of fire, he might actually hit her.
Grandpa Chen and Grandma Xi were worried that Chen Fangqiu would cause trouble outside, and they were also concerned about his physical and mental health.
Seeing him return, I could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Anyway, no one complained to them, so they probably haven't caused any trouble outside... right?
Chen Fangyang, who had failed in her blind date again, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him return.
Having another person at home can help him share some of the workload.
He and Chen Fangqiu were six or seven years apart in age, and their personalities clashed, so they didn't have much in common. Even when he went home, he didn't have much to say to Chen Fangqiu.
The two didn't talk much at home.
Compared to Chen Fangqiu, Chen Fangyang gets along better with the younger Shen Xuewei.
As the Spring Festival approaches, families are starting to prepare all sorts of New Year's goods.
On the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month, Grandpa Chen and Grandma Xi gathered people from several other families in the village to help them slaughter the New Year's pig.
Several men pressed down hard on the pig on the bench, and then the iron hook was forcefully pulled into the pig's throat.
The mournful squeals of the New Year pig echoed through the mountains.
Pig's blood gushed out from the pig's throat, quickly filling the iron basin below to about half full.
Once the dripping blood subsided, the pig stopped breathing and showed no further signs of struggling.
Grandpa Chen put the pig's blood away, while the others threw the pig on the ground and took the bench back into the house.
After boiling water in the house, Chen Fangyang and his brother lifted the large pot off the tripod and poured the boiling water into a large iron basin.
The basin was filled with hot water, and the two of them carried it out.
Shen Xuewei put the pot back on and added more firewood to make the fire burn brightly.
She used a small basin to carry water back and forth until she finally filled the iron pot.
The people outside worked together to lift the pig into the hot water.
My second maternal grandfather, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, reached out and plucked some pig bristles. With just a little force, he was able to pull off quite a few.
Feeling it was time, he told the others, and together they carried the pig out of the house. Taking the prepared cleavers, they began to shave and remove the pig's hair.
After all the pig hair was scraped off, Grandpa Chen took a sharp knife and gutted the pig.
The group first cleaned out the pig's internal organs and then handed them to Grandma Xi and Second Grandma Xi, who were waiting nearby.
After receiving the things they were handed over, Grandma Xi and Second Grandma Xi also started to get busy.
Chop up the pig's internal organs, stir-fry them briefly, put them into the pig's blood, and then stuff them into pig intestines to make blood sausage.
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