Mrs. Tan recognized the kitchen knife at a glance as the one used to cut vegetables in the kitchen.

The one I had with blacksmith Luo in the early years was extremely sharp.

Regardless of whether you're cutting meat or vegetables, it's very neat.

Craftsmen who sharpen scissors and chop knives come to the village every year.

Mr. Tan would spend two cents to have his kitchen knife sharpened and sharpened by the craftsman.

"You fat girl, what are you doing with the kitchen knife? Put it down quickly."

Tan's face turned pale when he saw Yang Ruoqing's murderous look.

I thought she was going to do something treacherous.

While scolding, he raised his hand and blocked Yang Huamei with his thin body.

Yang Huamei was also frightened, lying on the ground with her mouth wide open.

Yang Ruoqing glanced coldly at Tan and Yang Huamei on the ground, and twitched the corner of her mouth.

“A knife has no eyes, so don’t ask for trouble.”

After saying these words, she came to the hanging Wangcai.

Turn Wangcai sideways and hang it head down and feet up.

He raised the knife and dropped it.

One knife cut open the fur on Wangcai's legs and ankles.

Blood spurted out, drawing a red arc in the air.

It splashed onto Yang Huamei's tent behind.

The bright red blood beads contrasted with the white curtain, which was particularly shocking.

Tan and Yang Huamei's faces turned pale, and the room suddenly fell silent.

The mother and daughter were stunned as they watched Yang Ruoqing skin the dog.

Here, Yang Ruoqing inserted the kitchen knife into her waist and grasped the cut and turned-out dog skin with both hands.

With all his strength, he pulled it down.

"tear, tear, tear"

The sound of fur and flesh being separated inch by inch echoed in the room.

The smell of blood, mixed with the heat from Wangcai's body that had not completely faded away, wafted out together.

The room was soon filled with a strange smell

Soon, she peeled off Wangcai's skin almost to the point where it was drooping.

He walked around Wangcai's head and lowered it, covering Wangcai's ugly dog ​​face.

Yang Ruoqing pulled out a kitchen knife and cut off the head and skin.

He threw it into Yang Huamei's arms with his backhand.

"Your life and heart will be returned to you."

After saying these words, she took off the dog's body from the rope and left the house without looking back.

Weighing the portion in hand, it weighs eight pounds.

Even if the internal organs are removed, there are still about three kilograms of dog meat left.

For these three or nine days, it has been freezing cold.

Dog meat hotpot is a sacred nourishing food.

In the house behind you.

Yang Huamei saw it sticking to her chest.

The dog's head was staring at him with a pair of bloody eyes and grinning at him.

He screamed in fear.

His eyelids turned white, and he fainted with a kick of his legs.

"Meier, don't scare your mother."

Tan's shrill cries echoed through the roof.

Passing to the opposite room, Yang Huazhou struggled to get up, but his arms were swollen again.

After a few flops, he fell to the ground.

helpless

Yang Ruoqing flattened Yang Huamei.

The news of her biting dog being slaughtered spread throughout Changping Village within a bowl of tea.

While everyone denounced Yang Huamei for letting the dog commit the crime.

Once again, I was shocked by Yang Ruoqing's toughness.

The old Yang family was in chaos.

The old village doctor sent Yang Huazhong and Xiao An away.

On the back foot, Yang Yong went in and then came back to invite the old village doctor.

Treat Yang Huamei's injuries.

Reduce swelling for Yang Huazhou.

backyard.

Mrs. Sun finally coaxed Xiao An to sleep after applying medicine.

The couple sat by the bed and watched, both with gloomy expressions on their faces.

Mrs. Sun wiped away her tears and said, "Even if Qing'er beat Mei'er, our little An still suffered this punishment for nothing."

Yang Huazhong gritted his teeth and said, "This matter cannot be settled with a beating."

"Dad, what do you want to do?" Sun asked nervously.

Yang Huazhong said, "When Mei'er wakes up, I will go find her."

"How can there be such a girl in the world? She is still a fourteen-year-old or fifteen-year-old girl."

"How can you do this?"

Mrs. Sun listened silently without saying a word to dissuade her.

Suddenly thinking of something, she raised her eyes and asked Yang Huazhong, "Looking after Xiao An, where did my daughter go after beating Mei'er?"

Yang Huazhong also looked confused.

Da'an on the side said, "Brother Fengtang went to find his sister."

By the small river behind the village.

Yang Ruoqing was disemboweling Wangcai with her husband.

After cleaning it up and carrying it in my hand, I just stood up when I saw a figure walking towards me quickly.

It's Luo Fengtang.

"Why did you come here?"

Yang Ruoqing asked.

She didn't go to the pond at the entrance of the village because she was tired of being followed by a bunch of people watching the fun.

In the blink of an eye, Luo Fengtang ran to her.

He glanced at what she was carrying.

He said, "Since Wangcai has left a head, I guess you must be here to clean up the dog meat."

Yang Ruoqing twitched her lips.

He really understands her.

"Dogs are annoying, but meat is innocent. Use waste instead."

She shook the thing in her hand and smiled.

Luo Fengtang's head is covered with black lines.

"If Qing'er really wants to eat this dog meat, are you afraid that your grandparents and sister-in-law will come over and make trouble?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing sneered, "Just make a fuss, I'll stay with you till the end."

Luo Fengtang nodded.

"Okay, then eat. If you need anything, I'll help you carry it."

"You carry it." She was surprised.

"This is a matter of the old Yang family. Your surname is Luo," she said.

Luo Fengtang smiled lightly.

"It doesn't matter what your last name is," he said.

Anyone who dares to trouble Qing'er will not agree with his fist.

"Let's go home first, don't let my uncle and aunt worry," he said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

As soon as the two entered the yard, they heard Old Yang Tou and Yang Huazhong arguing in front of the house.

And it seemed to be very noisy.

Beside, brothers Yang Huaan and Yang Yongxian are all there.

But no one dared to persuade him.

When Yang Ruoqing came back, she was still carrying the disemboweled dog.

Old Yangtou's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"Look, look"

He pointed at Yang Ruoqing with trembling fingers, but his words were addressed to Yang Huazhong.

"Look at the good daughter you raised, she is violent and bloody."

"If you beat your elders at every turn, the next ones will do the same."

"She looks like a butcher and kills the dog. There is no film like this about a girl in the world."

"Our old Yang family cannot tolerate a daughter like this."

Yang Huazhong also saw what Yang Ruoqing was carrying.

The man was also surprised.

Yang Hua'an and others beside him all looked shocked.

The dog was hanged, skinned, beheaded, and disembowelled.

This is something only a butcher dares to do.

Even men like them wouldn't dare.

However, she did it.

Cruel enough

Here, the old Yang family is still angrily scolding Yang Huazhong for his incompetence in teaching his daughter.

Yang Ruoqing impatiently interrupted Lao Yangtou's words.

"My father teaches his daughter well, and you are very successful."

"Everyone has the nerve to say this, but you are not qualified."

she asked loudly with a sneer.

"I'm amazing, I can teach you a girl like my sister-in-law."

"Wang Shuanzi lost half his life at the marriage recognition banquet, and he also allowed a dog to attack and bit my brother."

"A girl of that age hides in the house and plays and kisses a male dog every day."

"There are even more disgusting things. She has the nerve to do them, but I don't have the shame to say them all."

"This is the good girl you taught me."
Chapter completed!