Chapter 695 Birthday Celebration
The child, bloody at the mouth, spat blood foam in the man's face with a "Pah" sound, saying, "You are a perverted person, you will not die a good death!"
The man's face twitched, and he reached out his hand to wipe his face, then slapped the child hard in the face, knocking the child to the ground.
"Little thing, you're looking for death!"
The child struggled to get up, his eyes gleaming with a fierce green light. He said, "Kill me if you dare, or sooner or later, I'll make you pay tenfold!"
The man kicked him to the ground, stepped on his chest, lowered his head and sneered, "You want to die? No way."
He poked the whip into the boy's body and said, "I'm going to turn you into a pig and make you wake up to watch yourself being slaughtered and eaten. I hope you can still be so strong then!"
When the man chanted the spell, the child wailed and his body twisted, turning into a fat and strong green pig, lying on the ground and gasping for breath.
The man wiped the blood foam on his hands on the pig's face and said, "Little beast, I will have someone take good care of you. I hope that when your body is gone and your soul is unable to enter the gates of hell, don't forget me!"
Tears flowed from the green pig's eyes.
The man laughed heartily, turned around to look at the waiter, and said to himself, "I didn't expect there would be another one. I'll have to pay extra for this."
The man did the same thing, and the waiter turned into a gray pig. He kicked him and drove him into the herd of pigs.
After all the trouble, the man was a little tired, but he returned to his room without any tension and slept for the night. He waited until dawn before going downstairs with the pigherd's face on.
The shopkeeper had already woken up and looked for the waiter everywhere but couldn't find him. He could only curse and scold him loudly, saying, "This son of a bitch, he's not in the shop so early in the morning and is fooling around!"
The swineherd called out, "Boss, I'm leaving. Please give me a bag of wine to take with me." Then he handed over the wine bag.
The shopkeeper took the wine bag and immediately noticed the delicate sheen of the leather, evidently worth a fortune. A smile broke out on his face, and he turned to tell the waiter, but he could not find him. He had no choice but to do it himself, pouring wine while cursing. He then handed the wine bag to the swineherd, grinning broadly and saying, "Excellent girl's red wine, eight hundred coins."
The swineherd cursed, "You black-hearted old fellow! What kind of wine is worth eight hundred coins?"
The shopkeeper accepted it with a smile, but refused to give in. He simply said, "The price of food has gone up, so how could the price of wine not go up? This is good wine, even better than last night's."
The swineherd frowned and said, "If it's not good wine, I'll come back and smash your shop!"
"It's good wine, it's good wine!"
The swineherd didn't want to argue with him. Seeing that it was almost dawn, he was afraid of missing the time, so he said, "Hurry up and open the backyard."
The shopkeeper called out to the waiter twice, but got no response, so he had to go forward and do it himself. He opened the backyard and watched the pigherd drive the pigs out. He didn't notice that there was a gray pig in the herd.
By the time the pigs were driven into the city, the county magistrate's chef and butcher had been waiting impatiently. When they saw the pig herder arrive, they hurriedly scolded him, "What time is it? Why are you just now?"
The swineherd apologized, saying, "I ran all the way here, how could I dare to delay?"
The chef counted the fat pigs one by one and asked, "Why is there one extra?"
The swineherd said, "Please take your pick. I'll give the extra ones to others."
The chef said, "No, there are so many people here today, one more will do."
The swineherd asked, "Why do you need so many pigs to celebrate the old man's birthday?"
The chef sighed and said, "When the old man was young, he had a hard life and he looked forward to slaughtering a pig and having a good meal during the New Year. Now that he has a good life, he still misses this meal. It's better to share happiness with others than to enjoy it alone. It's his birthday, so he should invite others to celebrate with him."
The pigherd was delighted and said, "Old Master, you are so kind and righteous. Would you like to order more pigs for your birthday next year?"
The chef smiled and said, "Which year don't you want?"
The swineherd said, "Then you should consider me more." He stuffed a piece of silver into the housekeeper's hand.
The chef calmly put the money in his pocket and said, "It's all easy to talk about, easy to talk about."
After handing over the fat pig and the accounts, the swineherd left first. When he went out of the backyard, he saw a long queue of people lining up at the main gate and the side gate to give gifts to the county magistrate. He couldn't help but spit.
"Damn it, being an official is still fun."
The doorman was beaming with joy, and the servant called out, "Lin's Silk Shop, three rolls of top-quality silk."
"Ma's Ironware Shop, give me ten taels of silver."
"Liu's Rice Shop, send twenty taels of silver."
Suddenly, a man was driven out from the ear gate, and the birthday cakes were scattered all over the ground.
The voice of the lawyer could be heard from afar: "You are sending away beggars, what about the head of the Wang family? Is this all you give to the old man for his birthday?"
The swineherd sucked his teeth and cursed, "Damn it, don't let me get rich..."
In the backyard, guests who had presented gifts were invited into the mansion. Some were scholars, others businessmen, and although their expressions weren't necessarily pleasant, they greeted them with smiles.
The old man had sparse hair, most of his teeth had fallen out, and his wrinkles were deep. When he saw so many people coming to celebrate his birthday, he clapped his hands happily.
Seeing his father's happiness, the wealthy county magistrate whispered, "Dad, can I have someone kill a pig for you?"
The old man couldn't hear clearly, but probably heard that a pig was going to be slaughtered, so he stammered and laughed.
“Kill the pig!”
"It's Chinese New Year!"
The county magistrate knew that he was confused, so he shouted in his ear: "It's your birthday, not the New Year."
The old man nodded and said, "Happy birthday, happy birthday!"
After a while, the chef and the butcher drove a green-skinned pig into the courtyard. Several strong apprentices tied up the fat pig, put it on a bench, and in full view of everyone, stabbed it in the throat with a knife. Blood gushed out and the hot steam rolled into the basin.
The fat pig's howling was so miserable that the guests frowned.
A few scholars dared not speak out in anger, and cursed in a low voice: "What an insult to civility! What an insult to civility!"
They either covered their ears or covered their faces with their sleeves, pretending not to see clearly.
The lawyer said happily: "The old man recalls the bitter past and thinks of the sweet present. The county magistrate is so filial and sincere. Please enjoy it with us all!"
"Have fun together! Have fun together!"
"The county magistrate loves his people like his own children!"
"He's a filial son!"
The county magistrate chuckled and said, "The way of Yao and Shun is nothing but filial piety and brotherly love. The reason why the holy dynasty governs the world is nothing but filial piety and brotherly love. I, an official, humbly obey the emperor's holy will and hope to educate the people with pure filial piety."
Even scholars could not help but admire: "The county magistrate is loyal and filial."
In an instant, the whole court was filled with cheers and praises, and the county magistrate felt elated and filled with joy.
Amidst such a joyous atmosphere, a voice of laughter was suddenly heard, saying, "It's so funny!"
"Look, the fat pig is praised, but the living person is killed. Isn't it funny?"
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