"My father-in-law and the others went to the construction site again. They originally wanted me to go there, but they had to clean up the old house if they had something to do at home. Otherwise, there would be nothing left after two years. Now at least they could pick up tiles and the wood could be burned as firewood." Zhou Bin said: "Don't you plan to drink with Brother Fei?"

Wu Bang said: "If you get engaged, you won't be drinking anymore. Just have a family member to have a meal together. Let's talk about the wine when they get married later."

"Don't talk about it for now. Everyone can help me pull the pigs. Now there are two more people, only two people pull the pig's ears, two people pull the pig's feet, and one pulls the pig's tail." Han Zhong held a hook in one hand and stood at the door of the pig's pen and said to the person who had never finished talking about it: "Old Wu, drive the Pig King's door. When you two hook the pig's mouth, each one help me pull one ear. The three of you in the family will pull the tails behind, and the pig's feet will pull the pig's feet. There are so many people, even if you just lift it directly. The speed is faster, otherwise it will be cold when you go into the water."

When the pig was driven to the door of the pig pen, Han Zhong held a hook in one hand and poked it into the pig's mouth and pulled it out. At the same time, the other hand firmly grabbed one of the pig's ears and said loudly to the people: "Everyone should do it, grab the ears and grab the ears, grab the tails and grab the tails, don't let it move."

When the hook was pulled to death outside, the fat pig that was just screaming "hum, hum" let out a tragic howl, with all four legs swaying hard, and the pig's head swayed vigorously.

Unfortunately, a hook was pulled in the mouth at this time, and the two ears were also tightly grasped by people. The two feet behind were pulled off the ground, and the strength was not enough to be used at all.

Originally, Zhou Bin grabbed the pig's ear with one hand, but the pig's head was almost broken out after a flash. The other hand also hurried up to grab it: "Good guy, this guy is very strong, he almost broke free from it."

"Everyone hold on, and then walk slowly into the yard. Don't let your hind legs fall to the ground behind you, so that it will not be able to exert force." Seeing that everyone was getting started, Han Zhong pulled the hook and dragged the pig forward step by step, but the pig's screams did not stop.

As for the pig that had temporarily escaped, he was still standing in front of the trough, waiting for food, and he didn't know that his old friend was about to be stabbed.

The distance from the pig pen to the courtyard is only a few houses, not even twenty meters away. Although it was moving step by step, the distance was still completed quickly.

The preparations for slaughtering pigs have been done. Two benches are placed next to each other. A large basin is placed in front of the stool, which contains two scoops of water.

These two stools are the torture tables where the pig was tortured. The basin is used to hold pig blood. The water placed inside is to neutralize pig blood to prevent the pig blood from being too sticky. Of course, a spoonful of salt was added to the water.

Soon everyone pulled the pig half-pulled and half-lifted to the front of the bench. During this process, the pig screamed without moving, and the volume was as high-pitched as the young and handsome guy at the concert. In a short distance, Wu Fei's ears were numb by it, and his ears kept buzzing.

When we arrived at the front of the bench, everyone stopped and Han Zhong said loudly: "When I shouted one, two, three, everyone would use a force to lift the pig onto the bench."

"One, two, three, start!"

With Han Zhong's shout, several people lifted it hard, and the four hundred pigs were lifted onto the bench. When the two front feet were on the ground just now, they could use a little force to struggle. Now that the four legs are off the ground, there is nothing I can do except to keep screaming.

At this time, Han Zhong hugged the pig's head tightly with his left hand, cushioned his thighs, then put down the hook that he was pulling in his hand, and picked up the pig's knife that had been placed in the basin.

"Everyone should use some strength, you can't relax your strength at this time." Han Zhong, who was holding the knife in his hand, said, then pulled the knife behind him with the pig's head.

At this time, the pig's scream became even louder, and his hind legs were kicking back with all their strength. Fortunately, Wu Fei and Zhang Yibin had already been prepared. Not only did they hold the hind legs tightly with their hands, but they also hugged the pig's feet in their arms.

But even so, he was almost kicked over. Fortunately, at the most critical moment, Wu Fei stopped stance.

Han Zhong gave the sharp knife in his hand into it, and then suddenly pulled the sharp knife out. As the knife came out, there was also pig blood like a faucet that was pouring water, and then it sprayed out one or two feet away.

Fortunately, Han Zhong had expected this situation, and the basin containing pig blood was just right. Only a little pig blood splattered outside the basin.

At this time, the pig no longer screamed. The knife was stabbed through the throat and inserted it all the way to the pig's heart. The pig's blood was mixed with the air inside the trachea and sprayed it outward, making a strange sound.

However, at this time, the pig was still stretched his hind legs and trembled from time to time. Wu Fei did not dare to relax at all.

This happened before. When the pig was halfway through, because the person who pulled the hind legs did not hold it hard, the pig broke free and ran away.

The pig that had already opened the hole ran around and fell to the ground and died after the pig's blood was finished. The people following him could not catch the crazy pig at all.

The pig blood spurted out from the wound gradually became less powerful. Han Zhong pulled the basin containing pig blood under the stool so that the pig blood could drip directly into the basin.

In just a while, I sprayed far away just now, and the pig blood that was like a high-pressure faucet was released, has now become a faucet with insufficient water pressure, slowly dripping downwards.

Seeing that there was no pig blood flowing out, Han Zhong said to Wu Bang: "The two people behind him can just lift it. Old Wu pulled the big wooden barrel over and put the pig in the barrel later."

Wu Bang let go of the pig's tail, Wu Fei and Zhang Yibin were relieved and finally killed them.

When the pig's blood was dripping down with blood foam drop by drop, the pig was completely exhausted.

"Everyone work hard together and carry the pig into the bucket. Don't put it lightly when putting it in. This bucket can't withstand such a big pig."

When all the pig blood was put into the large wooden barrel, Wu Bang said.

The pig I killed today is the largest pig that Wu Fei killed in his family when he remembers.

Most of the New Year pigs killed during the Chinese New Year were around 300 kilograms. The one I killed last year was considered big. Who knew that this year's one was even bigger, and it was really getting bigger every year.
Chapter completed!