No one knows his son better than his father. How could Huo Wu not understand his son's confusion but refuse to tell the reason directly, and asked him: "If I were still lying down today, what would you do if you were in charge?"

Huo Bao thought about the scene he had just seen.

The villagers are now divided into two groups according to their surnames. There are nine people in the Niu family, four old, weak, women and children, and five young and strong; there are twelve people in the Huo family, seven old, sick, women and children, and five young and strong.

It seems that the two families are evenly matched, and the Huo family still takes the lead, but the Huo family will suffer the only one who suffers from the two families.

Not to mention those who are united or not, the Niu family is the one who has no food, not the Huo family.

This person is all soft and afraid of being hard, and hard and afraid of being desperate.

The Niu family has no way out and will rob grains to death, but the Huo family will not rob grains to death.

It is really time to reach the point of robbing grain. The target is either the Uncle Huo family or the Huo Wu family. It is impossible for other Huo families to come to help, even if they follow suit.

Now, I can sell it even if I give a bowl of soup or a bite of meat.

If you divide the broth to everyone, you can get a moment of gratitude, but it is easier to cause evil in people's hearts.

When everyone is hungry again, they will think about the meat of the Huo family and think about how much food the Huo family has.

Thinking of that possibility, Huo Bao was a little scared.

"If it was a son, he would only share all the meat and food like his father. Everyone knows that our family has no food, so no one will care about our family!"

Huo Wu nodded and said, "That's right. Only life and death are big things, and nothing else matters. Fighting hard for external things that can be abandoned is a big fool! Not to mention that there is a way out at home, I will give up the grain if I have no way out. Even if I don't have a way out, I will fool it first and then hide with the food. It is better than fighting hard with a group of red-eyed people."

Neither father nor son mentioned Huo Bao’s “strange power”. Huo Wu didn’t want his son to behave ruthlessly when he encountered problems. He would hurt his hands even if he hit others.

Huo Bao is still the thinking pattern of ordinary people. He didn’t think of his own ancestral strange power. He could withstand several of them at all, and he was not afraid of the Niu family robbing food.

No matter how cold they say, the father and son are not really cruel. Otherwise, Huo Bao's strange power and Huo Wu's pig-killing knife would be afraid of several unarmed farmers who were hungry and swayed when they walked?

Being willing to pull it is just a way to achieve both sides.

There was movement in the yard, and the people who went back to pick up the things came back one after another, and the communication between father and son came to an end.

After noon, the spring breeze is slightly drunk.

The two large stoves under the south wall have been burned, and the smoke from the cooking stove has slowly returned to life.

The small yard is full of people, and there are about twenty people.

The black pig on the ground was so tired, "huh, hum," everyone swallowed their saliva when they watched.

Next to the black pig, there is a wheelbarrow with half a sack of millet on it, about a hundred kilograms. This is the food that Uncle Huo has all the family. He has already spoken and will be divided after the meal.

People become spiritual and have experienced the world. I didn’t expect that I could understand the crisis just now.

It is nothing more than living in a desperate situation. Whether it is a man surnamed Huo or a man surnamed Niu, everyone has a smile on his face.

Two large pots of water were boiled, and the pig slaughter case in the warehouse had been moved out, so it was time to kill pigs.

The guys who kill pigs have already been arranged, such as the machete, the small machete, the sharp knife, and the scraper, and the wooden basin that collects the pig's blood has been washed.

In more than a dozen pairs of eyes, they were all fixed on Huo Bao.

Huo Bao's face did not change his expression, and his heart was already filled with an uproar.

Although this... Although it was a son of the Tu family, he was afraid that he would be shocked by his parents. He had never even seen killing pigs before he was ten years old. After he was ten years old, he just met with his father. It was the first time he had started.

Maybe because Huo Bao had been fed for two months, the pig was not afraid of people at all. He raised his head and rubbed Huo Bao's leg.

If anyone else had to worry about how "pigs are so cute, why do you eat pigs?" When I arrived at Huo Bao, my mind was full of pig bile and pig lungs, and I remembered "braised pork ribs" and "small fried pork".

I had a reaction in my stomach again. The most pot of porridge I ate in the morning had almost finished digesting it.

According to the signs from the previous two days, I feel weak when I am hungry.

Huo Bao didn't dare to waste his time anymore, so he picked up the pig-killing knife, bleed, shaved, ripped, bleed, ripped, and divided the flesh.

Everyone started talking and laughing, and there was no sound at some point, and there was only the sound of chopping meat and bones in the yard.

When Huo Bao started to use the knife, his movements were a little awkward, but later he made a smooth appointment. He tightened his face and unconsciously brought a bit of murderous aura.

Huo Bao's movements are getting faster and faster, and the machete in his hand is getting heavier and heavier.

After chopping the last big bone, the pork was divided into fist-sized pieces. Huo Bao's forehead was already sweating and his face turned pale.

Huo Wu stood in the crowd and watched his son get tired. Seeing this, he greeted: "Okay, okay, just be sure to get along. Go back to the house and take a break."

Uncle Huo also advised Huo Bao, who swept his eyes and pig intestines and pig belly in the basin, was "white in the water", and immediately acted obediently, put down his knife and washed his hands and wanted to go back to the house, but he did not forget to greet his father and Uncle Huo.

It is OK to kill pigs, but it is impossible to turn over the intestines and feces, and it is never possible.

When Huo Bao got up, the pig's blood, clean meat, red water, and white water were divided into several pots.

The live pig with about seventy kilograms of live pigs produced thirteen, four kilograms of bones, twenty-seven, eight kilograms of clean meat, and ten kilograms of water.

Pig bitter gallbladder is the same as pig lungs, and is placed alone in a bowl.

Huo Bao was still thinking about concocting pig bitter gallbladder and wanted to serve the bowl. Huo Wu had already put the pig bitter gallbladder in his mouth and swallowed it directly.

"Dad? Spit it out quickly!" Huo Bao was startled: "This needs to be dried and ground, not raw!"

"Haha, just get your stomach up, there's no need to worry about it!"

“…”

Huo Bao was afraid that his father would think about eating pig lungs raw again, so he quickly lifted the pig lungs and sent them to the kitchen to hang them.

Huo Wu opened his mouth to instruct several women beside the stove and said, "Clean up the water well, take two big pots, stew meat and bones in one bite, and stew water soup in one bite."

"Don't worry, Uncle Huo Wu, we're sure." The woman of Shuangli responded happily.

*

After entering the main hall, Huo Bao couldn't wait for his elders to sit first, so he took two steps and sat on a stool, which scared the two elders.

"I'm tired?" Huo Wu looked heartbroken and felt a little regretful. Even if his son had grown stronger, he was still a child and should have started it himself.

Uncle Huo saw Huo Bao rubbing his stomach and guessed a little: "Is he hungry?"

The great master has been "solar eclipsing rice", so it is not uncommon for his appetite to rise.

Huo Xiaohu smiled bitterly and said, "I ate Wuhai bowl of thick porridge in the morning, and now I'm hungry again."

"Xiaobao is getting more appetite!" said Uncle Huo.

"Xiaobao's belly has no oil and water, and he won't be full if he eats much!" Huo Wu felt sorry for his son and couldn't help but regret: "I'll kill the pig early, kill it quietly, and keep it for my son to eat it."

More than a dozen people were waiting outside to hold the bowl, and it was too late to regret it.

“…”

Huo Wu was still worried: "Look at it for a few days first. If you only increase your appetite, it would be fine. If you have anything else, go to the county town to have a look."

Thinking of the medicine soup at this time, Huo Bao felt bitter in his mouth, but his father was so kind that he couldn't tolerate anything else.

*

For a moment, the aroma of meat spreads throughout the courtyard.

Three tables have been laid out in the yard, and all kinds of stools have been laid out according to the heads.

Smelling the smell of meat that was coming, everyone was chatting, holding a rice bowl bigger than their faces, and their eyes stuck to the stove.

There were four women beside the stove, and two children of seven or eight were burning the fire.

Widow Huo claimed to be her own family, and she had some thoughts. She guessed that the heat of the porridge pot was almost the same. She took the spoon first, tasted the disaster, and took a bite of pride and expectation, and said loudly: "The meat is ready..."

Widow Huo had long been optimistic that two pieces of hind legs were as big as a fist, and she had already assigned her heart to give her one piece to her son and one piece to herself; there was also a pig as big as a palm, which was left at the bottom of the porridge, and she would take it up for her son to share with her when she waited for the second bowl. The beauty she had figured out herself was that the corners of her mouth were wet and her face was also brought out.

Her sister-in-law saw that she was shameless and unwilling to suffer in vain. She turned around and said to Shitou, "Your fifth grandfather's meat, go and call your fifth grandfather to share the meat!"

Shi Tou left, leaving only Widow Huo with her cheeks puffed and her sister-in-law's luck.

When he arrived at the stove, he heard that everyone was waiting for their own meat to be divided. Huo Wu pushed his son directly: "Go to Xiaobao!"

Dividing meat and porridge is not a big deal. Huo Bao answered, took a spoon, looked at everyone in the yard, and made a decision in his heart.

He first served two bowls of porridge, one bowl with a piece of hind legs and two pieces of pork belly. These two bowls were for Uncle Huo and Dad.

The two of them were elders, so it should be so. The others saw it and couldn't help but nod.

There was another bowl of porridge, a piece of pork belly and two pieces of tenderloin, which was from the old gangster of the Niu family.

No matter what kind of character, this person is in his fifties and is the highest-ranking person in the Niu family, so he is able to live up to his face.

Next, there were six bowls, each with a piece of meat and a rib, which were distributed to four women and two children.

"After Xiaobao's glory, you can eat meat first, the meat will taste delicious!"

"Thank you brother Bao!"

"Thank you, Uncle Bao!"

Two children are a man and a woman, and they look well-behaved and clever.

Although the others were a little confused about how Huo Bao sorted this way, Uncle Huo saw it and touched his beard and said, "I know how to respect the elderly and take care of women and children. Xiao Bao followed the great master and was a kind and righteous person."

"Brother Bao is filial and sensible, and Uncle Huo Wu's blessing is behind."

"Yes, yes, Uncle Bao can kill pigs. This is the right thing to kill pigs!"

“…”

Huo Bao smiled shyly. As for the remaining dozen people holding the basin, they greeted each other according to their predecessors and then the ages later. As the amount was estimated, one person had half a pot of porridge, which had meat and bones.

Huo Bao killed the pig, and he probably divided the number of bones and meat in his heart. After serving it in one round, the meat in the pot was only a piece of pork belly, a rib, which happened to be Huo Bao's portion, and half a pot of porridge.

Others could not wait to eat it, and the yard was filled with the sound of chewing meat and sucking bones.

"tasty……"

"Hey, my bowl has a piece of oil, it smells good..."

"It's worth dying immediately after eating this meal."

"I can't even keep my mouth shut. What kind of obscene words are you saying in a good life!"
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