Chapter 65 What bad things are you planning?

"Is that it? What's next?"

An Wenjing cut a long branch and stretched out her hand to knock on the pig's head.

"Howl!" Chen Hui patted her from behind and imitated the sound of a wild boar.

"what!!!"

An Wenjing immediately threw away the branch in her hand, jumped back a step, and bumped into the arms of Chen Hui who was waiting with his arms outstretched.

After realizing what was happening, he turned around and punched him in anger, "Brother Chen Hui, you really went too far!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to be so timid."

I'm used to seeing An Wenjing doing things efficiently and speaking powerfully.

Chen Hui was attracted by her cat-like timid yet curious contrast and couldn't help but kiss her fair little face.

He sharpened a stick and dug a little deeper into the edge of the trap.

It took the two men a lot of effort to get the wild boar out of the trap.

"I'm so tired, why is it so heavy?" An Wenjing sat down on a pile of earth beside her, gasping for breath from exhaustion.

"When you eat it, you'll think it's not heavy enough."

Chen Hui couldn't rest yet, so he turned the wild boar, which was still warm, and placed its head against the edge of the trap.

He picked up the hatchet and made a few hard cuts on the pig's neck.

The aorta was cut, and bright red pig blood gushed out and all flowed into the trap.

"What a pity! Can't we take it back and deal with it later?"

An Wenjing felt distressed when she saw the pig blood gushing out like a faucet. If she had known earlier, she would have brought an extra bucket.

"No, if we go back the blood will solidify and we won't be able to release it."

"Wild boar meat smells bad to begin with, and if there's blood in it, the meat is inedible."

Chen Hui sat on the wild boar and took a breath.

After the pig's blood was drained, the soil where An Wenjing was sitting was pushed back into the trap, covering up the trap and the smell of blood inside it.

He gave all the things to An Wenjing, carried the pig and walked back.

Carrying a dead pig is much more tiring than carrying a living person. In addition, this pig weighs at least two hundred pounds, much heavier than Chen Guogang.

After walking out of the forest area and just reaching the place where people were working, Chen Hui collapsed from exhaustion.

"Brother Chen Hui, shall we find someone to help?"

A person who usually has nothing to do is carrying such a big pig on his back while walking along the mountain road.

An Wenjing was very worried along the way, and when she got here she was even more reluctant to let him go on.

"Going forward from here is the field of Chen Liping's family next door to us."

"Go find him and tell him to give him two pounds of pork belly and ask him to help carry the pig back."

As Chen Hui spoke, he picked up his clothes and wiped the sweat off his face.

He patted the big pig beside him again.

It's not impossible to carry it back, but you'll be exhausted for several days, so you'd better cherish your life.

"Li Pingbo? Him?"

"Brother Chen Hui, this is a person who can't even get a free meal from you." An Wenjing was a little hesitant.

Chen Liping is well-known in the village for being stingy, selfish and never giving a penny to others.

"Even I can't get a free meal, he is really amazing."

"Li Ping Bo has his own advantages. If I go to someone else, they might bargain for a little more."

"He is a stubborn person. He either won't come, or he won't say anything else when he comes."

After hearing what Chen Hui said, An Wenjing nodded and trotted away.

Chen Hui sat and rested for half an hour, and then An Wenjing brought Chen Liping over.

"Mr. Liping, thank you for your hard work."

Chen Hui stood up, looking very polite.

"Did you kill this?" Chen Liping looked at the lying wild boar, feeling sour in his heart.

Just this one pig is enough to keep a paddy field busy from the beginning of the year to the end of the year.

"Yeah, I was lucky today that I had a gun with me, otherwise I would have had to hide if I saw him." Chen Hui said. "Oh, you shot him with a gun, no wonder!"

"It was agreed that we would have two pounds of pork belly. I want one pound with more fat and one pound with more lean meat."

Chen Liping had thought it through on the way here.

More fat can produce more oil, and as long as there is oil, even stir-fried vegetables will be fragrant.

There is a lot of lean meat to eat, and just thinking about it makes me salivate.

"no problem!"

Chen Hui took a step back.

Chen Liping is a man who does farm work all year round. He can easily lift a wild boar weighing over 200 pounds and carry it on his back.

The pace of going down the mountain was not affected at all. He went straight to Chen Hui's door without resting along the way.

He put the wild boar down, shook his arms and said, "Just give the meat to my wife, pick the best ones! I'm going back to work."

"Understood, don't worry."

Chen Hui opened the door and waved to Chen Liping with a smile.

Then he gathered all his strength and carried the wild boar from the door to the patio in front of the hall in one breath.

"Brother Chen Hui, what should we do next? Should we go to town and call a butcher?"

An Wenjing had never dealt with such a big case before and didn't know where to start.

"Such a young butcher doesn't even want to come. Go call our mother over. With her help, it will be done quickly."

"I guess Mom has gone up the mountain to cut grass for the pigs. I'll go look for her." An Wenjing said as she went out.

Chen Hui looked at the wild boar and suddenly thought of something.

He ran out and grabbed An Wenjing who had just left the house.

"What's wrong?" An Wenjing asked.

"No need to look for mom. She has so much work to do every day."

"You must be tired after coming back from the mountain. Let's have a cup of tea and take a rest." Chen Hui said as he led An Wenjing into the house.

"Ah?! What's going on? Aren't you going to do anything with the pig?" An Wenjing was confused and didn't understand what Chen Hui was trying to do.

"What kind of pig is this? Is it worth me slaughtering it myself?"

"It's still a little while, let's have a cup of tea and rest for a while."

"We just need to boil enough water, and someone will come to help kill the pig after dinner." Chen Hui said with a smile.

"Brother Chen Hui, what bad things are you planning?" An Wenjing couldn't guess.

"What are you talking about? This is a clever move, how can it be considered bad news?" Chen Hui said with a smile, then sat down in front of the stove and lit a fire.

An Wenjing used a wooden bucket to draw water from the water tank and poured it into the big pot, repeating this process over and over again until both the pots were filled with water.

Sit next to Chen Hui.

While helping to break off branches, he asked, "Brother Chen Hui, who will come to help us kill the pig?"

"Guess?!" Chen Hui asked.

"Well, Uncle Xiaoqiao? There's no way he can do that? Huang Miao doesn't look like someone who can kill a pig. Uncle Guogang? He alone is not enough."

An Wenjing counted on her fingers and enthusiastically listed all the people in the village who had a good relationship with Chen Hui.

No one looks like someone who has worked hard all day and would be willing to work hard again after dinner.

"Go back and cook. We'll eat early and then go get some help after we're done."

Chen Hui was almost unable to hold back his anger due to An Wenjing's questioning, so he quickly sent her back.

Boil the water in the pot alone.

After having dinner at Lin Jiao's house, he put down his chopsticks and hurried out.

"Brother-in-law! I want to go too!"

An Wenyi slid off the stool and hurriedly ran out to chase after him.

An Wenjing was really curious about who he was going to see, and looked at Lin Jiao with eager eyes.

"Go ahead and keep an eye on your sister. I'll come over to help after I wash the dishes." Lin Jiao waved her hand and said.

(End of this chapter)