Hong Tu led a donkey and walked melancholy in front of the village. She wanted to sell it, but the price she quoted was too high and others did not accept it. The counter-offer was too low and she even lost her money. She felt it was not a good deal. He shook his head and left.
When we walked to the door of A Bao's house, A Bao was having a meal in the main room. His wife was sitting across from the square table, and she poured wine for him. For drinking, there was a plate of peanuts, a bowl of egg soup, a few side dishes, but no meat. He looked up and saw Hong Tu leading the donkey and asked: Sister Bao, I heard recently that your family has opened a hotel. How is the business?
no. Hong Tu remembered that the three cattle traders had coaxed her, and her resentment was still lingering in her heart. Just as she was about to leave, Abao called out to her again and teased: Sister Bao, if the hotel can't be opened well, let's open a restaurant.
Hong Tu stopped and said: The restaurant can't open well. There is no one to help, and even help can't pay the wages.
Don't be too negative. Abao continued: If you sell fresh donkey meat, you guarantee that someone will want it. Just say me. He looked at the table: Look, there is no meat at all. If you have fresh donkey meat for sale, I guarantee to buy it. His wife glared at him, but he didn't care much as he took a sip of wine.
Hong Tu became serious: Even if you kill the donkey, how many kilograms can you sell? If it can't be sold out, it can't be kept fresh, and the meat smells bad, isn't it a loss?
Abao knocked on the table with chopsticks and said in a weird voice: Fresh donkey meat doesn't stink, so you won't lose money. Hong Tu didn't understand what he meant. He just said that if he slaughtered the donkey and didn't sell it out in two days, the meat would become stale.
oops! Just cut the meat from a live donkey. You can cut as much fresh donkey meat as you want.
When A Bao talked about this, the donkey Hong Tu was holding started to bray, turned his head and kicked Hong Tu, almost kicking Hong Tu. Hong Tu gave way quickly, but still stumbled and fell. Fortunately, she quickly or instinctively stretched out her hand to support it. The clothes were not dirty, but her left hand was filled with energy. After a while, the wrist was obviously fat and swollen.
A Bao put down his wine glass and came over quickly. He looked at the donkey and cursed him as a damn beast, but he saw that the donkey was crying. He tied it to a wooden stake and said to Hong Tu standing in front of him: Let me rub your wrist. With a wink, he motioned to his wife to bring the half-drunk wine and rub it on Hong Tu's wrists little by little.
The wife also brought two square stools for them to sit on, and Hong Tu kept thanking them. At the end, Hong Tu took the donkey home and tied it to the locust tree. She still felt uncomfortable in her wrist. After A Bao kneaded it, it turned purple. For this, she resented the donkey and said fiercely: I really deserve it. I'll chop you up with a sharp knife.
A few days later, Abao came and asked if her hand was feeling better. She nodded and stretched out her left wrist to show him. Abao didn't look at it, only looked at the donkey tied to the locust tree and eating grass with its neck shaking and said, you Didn’t you say donkey meat was sold? Why no movement?
My hands are just right, but even good hands can't do anything. How can a woman deal with a live donkey? Well, if you want to eat donkey meat, just kill it.
If you kill it, won't you lose money if you can't sell all the donkey meat?
Thinking of the last time he rubbed her wrist, Hong Tu felt grateful and said, Abao, if I lost money to you, I won’t regret it!
Abao moved his eyes: I have a way. You can cut off the live donkey meat and sell it to ensure that the live donkey will not die.
any solution? Speak! If you tell me it's really helpful, I'll give you donkey meat to eat for free. Hong Tu expressed his attitude. Abao didn't say anything, walked a few steps, then turned back and said: I'll be back later.
Hong Tu thought Ah Bao was joking, but unexpectedly, Ah Bao came just after tea time, followed by a group of people. Hong Tu counted 6 people in total, and they held iron clips in their hands. Hong Tu didn't understand what the iron clip was for, so he asked A Bao, and A Bao said you would understand later.
Abao saw that Hong Tu was a little timid and asked deliberately: Are you familiar with these people? Hong Tu said I only know you. Abao said that they were all acquaintances of Mei Bin.
Hearing the word Mei Bin, Hong Tu felt sad. He thought that Mei Bin was so fascinated when he chased me. Now he has completely changed. He has no love and no responsibility. He is simply a heartless and heartless person. . Hong Tu was silent for a long time, and when he looked carefully, they had fixed the iron clamp on the field in front of the house, and then rushed the donkey tied to the locust tree like a prisoner. Several powerful men shouted commands, and all of a sudden He pushed the donkey down. The donkey's body was trembling, and its four legs were clamped by the iron clamps. After the whole thing stopped, the donkey was upright again, like the unearthed terracotta warriors and horses, standing frozen, completely losing the freedom of galloping.
At this time, it began to rain lightly in the sky, and the donkey's fur was soaked a little bit. The donkey's eyes were melancholy and helpless but sensitively watching people's movements.
Abao said to Hong Tu: Now you can kill the donkey? If you kill it, it won't be able to run away, and those of us who are helping are waiting to eat fresh donkey meat.
Hong Tu seemed to have been defeated by his opponent in a chess game. There was no way out. He said that you just sit back and wait. Today I will be the executioner. She rubbed her hands, walked into the kitchen, and took out a curling knife. The blade was gleaming with cold light, but there were traces of grease and blood on the handle.
Hong Tu approached the donkey, and the donkey trembled in horror. Finally, disaster struck, and Hong Tu asked: Which part of the donkey do you like to eat?
Eat whichever part is easier to cut.
After some collusive questioning, Hong Tu's curled blade was inserted into the donkey's butt. She thought the meat on the butt was thick and easy to cut, so she pulled the knife edge, and a wisp of blood came out, making the donkey tremble all over. It tried to break free from the iron clamps that tied it, but it couldn't. Its amber-like eyes looked at Hong Tu with hatred, but there was nothing it could do.
Hong Tu stabbed the donkey's butt several times, cut it into a square, and prepared to take out a brick-sized piece of fresh meat to reward Abao and the others. But for those donkeys whose wounds were not at the fatal point, it was a heartbreaking pain. After a while, the blood covered its entire buttocks, and spurted out like streams along its two hind crotches. It hit the ground with a smacking sound, and then submerged into the soil, leaving only a few blood-red marks.
Hong Tu tried hard but could not cut off a piece of flesh from the buttocks, even though it made a sizzling sound. She clearly felt that the knife was not fast enough and wanted to change it, but it was not available. She had to go to a grinding stone, sprinkle some water on it, squat down and start sharpening the knife. She sharpened the blade forward and backward until it felt brighter and sharper, then stood up.
When the donkey saw it, he trembled again.
Abao was about to take over from Hong Tu to help cut off the fresh donkey meat that she had failed to cut off. Suddenly his wife came and looked at the donkey that was trapped like a prisoner and said: This is too miserable, why not kill it? Cut its flesh. He also yelled at Abao: You can't be so cruel!
When Hong Tu heard what Abao's wife said, the hand holding the knife actually trembled. Abao said: It is an animal, why should it be afraid of being miserable?
This undoubtedly emboldened Hong Tu to have the courage to slaughter, and her knife struck harder. Blood flowed from the donkey's butt, a red scar soaked the ground, and a fishy smell filled the air.
