Reborn Farmhouse: Planting Fields, Flirting with People

Chapter 692 Killing the New Year Pig (2)

The saying that the gentleman is far away from the cook does not apply to Fangyuan. He has traveled with Xiao Yi since he was a child, and he has never experienced any kind of thing. Not to mention killing pigs, even leopards and tigers have been killed.

He patted the dust off his body, and said with a smile: "I am not only a scholar, but also an all-rounder in both literature and martial arts. In literature, I can recite poems and fight against each other, and in martial arts, I can kill pigs and sheep."

Li Mingyue glared at him, and couldn't help teasing him: "Okay, you kill the pig, why don't you compose an impromptu poem to honor your reputation as an all-rounder in civil and military affairs."

This was originally a joke, who would be so idle as to write a pig-killing poem? Unexpectedly, Zhao Wu, who followed behind, heard this, and he laughed and said, "Isn't it just a pig-killing poem? Can come, Cao Zhi wrote a poem in seven steps in ancient times, and now Zhao Qian composes a pig-killing poem impromptu, listen up—"

He cleared his throat, and said solemnly:
"Sharpening the knife and killing the year pig,

The heart-piercing pig wailed.

White swords come in, red swords come out,
To be a dead soul.

Since ancient times, pigs have never died,
Keep the pork according to Zhuqing. "

The corners of Li Mingyue's mouth twitched, "Can this be called poetry?"

Fang Yuan commented objectively, "Ligerer."

Wu Yunwan added, "A doggerel that can't be put on the stage."

Zhao Wu raised his head and snorted coldly, "Hmph, you guys are jealous of my talent."

He was lured by Fang Yuan early in the morning to help butcher the pig. Due to his inexperience, he was kicked by the struggling fat pig a few times. There were several distinct pig's hoof marks on his white clothes and a few mud spots on his face. His hair is also messy, and with his expression at the moment, it's funny and funny.

Wu Yunwan laughed until her stomach ached, but when she saw Xiao Chen, she couldn't laugh anymore. Xiao Chen's embarrassed appearance was not much better than Zhao Wu's, like a pair of troubled brothers.

She was so distressed that she couldn't help but dragged Xiao Chen's hand and left, muttering, "Did you fall into the mud, why are you so dirty? Your hands are still so cold and your clothes are wet. Go back and wash quickly , and then change into clean clothes, or you will get sick."

The rambling thoughts are full of endless love and care.

Xiao Chen's big palm was held by her small hand, and a long-lost warmth filled his heart, making him nostalgic, rationality told him that he should push her far away, but at this moment he suddenly felt a little bit reluctant, It was like losing all strength, just being dragged away by her.

Looking at the backs of the two, Li Mingyue couldn't help but shook her head and sighed, "Hey...what did Xiao Chen think, he obviously likes it in his heart, but he's so awkward, I feel anxious for him when I see it."

Zhao Wu curled his lips, and said coolly, "Eat salty radish and don't worry about it."

Li Mingyue ignored him, and dragged Fang Yuan to follow.

The two followed Xiao Chen and Wu Yunwan not too far away, whispering to each other.

"Just let my brother and the others do the rough work of butchering pigs. You don't have to force yourself." The way he held the butcher's knife was so out of character that people couldn't look directly at him.

Fang Yuan smiled, "I'm not at all reluctant, I'm happy to do rough work for your family."

"Ah?" Li Mingyue couldn't react, and looked at him with a confused face.

Seeing that there was no one around, Fangyuan quickly raised her hand and rubbed her little head, her eyes as warm as black jade were full of pampering.

"I heard from people in the village that a son-in-law has to help his father-in-law's house, and the more dirty and tiring the work, the more he has to rush to do it, so that he can please his father-in-law and mother-in-law. You see, Jiang Butou came early in the morning, and I can't do it anyway." Be compared to him."

(End of this chapter)