Upon hearing this, everyone moved faster.

Goudan slapped his head and then remembered that he had thrown away his backpack. He searched for it for a long time when he went down the mountain, but fortunately it was not picked up by anyone.

He picked up the heavy backpack and followed Xu Niannian. Seeing that Xu Niannian was fine, he already began to wonder how he would eat the chickens.

What Xu Niannian didn’t know was that because she killed a wild boar herself, her image became more majestic in Goudan’s heart.

After moving the wild boar down from the mountain, the village chief asked Xu Niannian and Goudan to go home first, and sent someone to call a butcher.

The weather was hot, so he wanted to gut the pig and share the food with everyone to prevent it from going bad overnight.

The butcher was working in the field when he heard someone say from a distance that a female educated youth had killed a wild boar with her bare hands.

He looked up at the sky and wondered why he was dreaming in broad daylight.

He ran home, picked up the butcher knife and walked towards the threshing ground.

As soon as they got there, a black pig attracted everyone's attention. When everyone saw the second son of the Xie family coming, they all made way for him.

As a result, he didn't kill the pig even after giving way to him. He squatted there and tore at the pig for a long time.

It was almost time to get off work, and women began to arrive slowly.

Since Aunt Wang said in the morning that she would not eat meat, she got several cold stares from the old man and son in the family. She scolded her daughter harshly.

She was also curious, so she came here early.

I was discussing with a few middle-aged women that we could eat pork during a non-holiday season. Even though wild boar meat was not that delicious, everyone was very happy.

Hearing people around her praising Niannian, she felt happy again and said:

"Humph, maybe the pig died of illness and just happened to be lying there. She saw it and took advantage of it."

As soon as she said this, everyone fell silent. This was possible. Otherwise, how could little Xu Zhiqing, a little girl who couldn't even lift a hand, have so much strength to kill a wild boar?

Seeing that everyone around her had quieted down because of her words, Aunt Wang couldn't help but start to feel proud:

"I'm the smart one. If you ask me, whether this meat is edible or not is another matter. Don't eat it or you'll get diarrhea when you go back home."

Among them, a group of people began to back off. Although Aunt Wang's words were unpleasant to the ear, they did make sense.

But there are smart people:

"Don't be jealous that we can eat meat. You can't eat meat, right? I heard that you told the village chief that your family doesn't eat meat, so why are you making up stories about others?"

"That's right, this is not something you can talk about casually."

Aunt Wang jumped up:

"I'm jealous of you? Why would I be jealous of you? I'd rather die than eat this pig! My family won't eat it either!"

But after she finished speaking, she felt a chill on her back. She turned around and saw her own man staring at her with a vicious look in his eyes. She couldn't help but shiver.

The village chief tapped his pipe and said to Aunt Wang:

"There are so many people here, don't play dirty when the time comes."

Aunt Wang didn't dare to say anything, and the surrounding villagers began to talk:

"We bear witness."

"That's right, we are not afraid, just kill them."

Song Lao San, who was standing next to him, pulled Xie Lao Er:

"Second brother Xie, stop looking and hurry up to kill the pig. The whole village is waiting for you."

Every year during the Spring Festival, the villagers would kill a pig to celebrate after completing their work and distributing pigs. He had worked in a slaughterhouse in his early years, so this job fell on him.

Xie Laoer squatted for a long time and made sure that the pig had only one fatal wound on its throat. The meat was very fresh and it was definitely not the case that the pig was sick and the girl got it by chance.

The courage to kill a pig with one knife when the person was extremely frightened is very precious. I heard that it was a little girl.

She raised her narrow and long phoenix eyes and glanced at Aunt Wang:

"This pork must be fresh. I, Xie Laoer, have slaughtered hundreds of pigs. This pig was slaughtered with great skill."

If you eat someone else's meat, you naturally have to give them the right reputation.

At this time, the crowd cheered again:

"There is meat to eat, there is meat to eat."

Xie Laosan said nothing. He lifted the pig from the ground to the chopping board and quickly gutted it.

A lot of pig blood had been shed in the mountain, and there wasn't much pig blood left in his body now, but he still let it out for a while.

Then throw all the internal organs directly into the prepared basin.

The pig's trotters and heads were cut off first, and then weighed. Then they were handed over to the village chief to calculate how many kilograms each family wanted.

Choosing the seats according to the order of drawing lots is the fairest way and no one will say anything.

Everyone was discussing enthusiastically what to do with the divided meat and how to nourish their men, especially since it was almost autumn harvest time.

Just came in handy.

Listening to the discussions of people around her, Aunt Wang had no pork to eat, so she was dragged away by Uncle Wang with a cold face.

Not beating her outside was already a courtesy, as she had ruined all the pork in the family.

When Xu Niannian returned to the Song family, he had no idea that his reputation of killing a pig with his bare hands had spread.

She and Goudan were counting the chickens and rabbits in the basket. Unfortunately, the five chickens in Goudan's basket had their necks cut by himself. The two that the village chief handed to her could still be raised for two more days, but not for much longer.

If they were caught, it would be considered digging into socialism, after all, they already had three chickens.

Just after counting the chickens and rabbits, Aunt Song came back in a panic with Erdan.

As soon as he entered the door, he stared at Xu Niannian:

"Kid, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, but Goudan seems to be frightened."

Goudan lowered his head a little embarrassedly, but the next moment he felt like a man again, so he stood up and patted his chest:

"I'm fine!"

Aunt Song saw that the two people were indeed fine, and then she saw the things on the ground, and her eyes widened instantly:

“This…this…”

Then he quickly closed the door.

Xu Niannian saw how nervous she was:

"How about we make a chicken and a rabbit for lunch? You all must have worked hard looking for me today."

She saw that all the men in the Song family came to see her today.

Aunt Song had never seen such a big scene before. There was a chicken in the left hand and a rabbit in the right hand. It was too amazing. It took her three seconds to react.

"You have the final say over your things. I was thinking that you should just let them dry, and you can take them whenever you want to eat them in the future."

"It's not really mine, Goudan and I caught it together. I have to ask Goudan how to eat it."

Aunt Song waved her hand:

"What kind of chicken or rabbit can a little brat like him catch? You better not spoil him."

Goudan was not angry either. He looked up at Xu Niannian:

"I'll do whatever you say."

The corners of Xu Niannian's mouth twitched. He was so good at coaxing girls at such a young age.

After seeing the decision, Aunt Song immediately picked up the basin and started to pluck the feathers and drain the blood from the chicken. How could she let the delicate and tender little Xu do such a dirty job?