The donkey was twitching in pain. Hong Tu fiddled with it for a while, and a bloody patch appeared on the donkey's left buttock. The blood was still soaking in it. A brick-sized piece of bloody flesh was resting on Hong Tu's left palm. The curling knife was covered with blood. She wiped the donkey's back a few times, but the blood on it was not completely wiped off. She wiped it twice more, then turned and walked into the house. When she reached the door, she turned back to A Bao and said: "The donkey meat will be cooked." Let me ask you to try it again. This is the freshest donkey meat.
Must come, must come! Abao said nervously. After listening to his wife's scolding, he looked at the miserable donkey. Whether it was fear or surprise, he felt a little uneasy. He looked up at the sky and saw a dark cloud carrying rain moving in the wind. Like a runaway donkey, he hopes it will run far away;
Looking down at the ground, he saw a green-brown stone embedded in a ball of soil, like a sharp knife used to commit a crime. He hoped that it would rust and leave no trace.
Regarding his actions, he didn't know whether he was wrong or right. Looking at the bloody stain on the trembling donkey's left buttock, he touched his left buttock and felt some pain. He didn't know why, maybe it was Psychological effect! He couldn't explain clearly and didn't say anything. He just shouted and led everyone away with his wife.
Hong Tu soaked the fresh donkey meat in water and washed it to remove the blood stains, but the hair on the meat could not be removed. There were too many and it was difficult to remove it with a tong.
At this time, she felt thirsty, so she opened the water bottle and sifted a cup of hot tea. It was a bit hot to hold. She was suddenly inspired to hang a copper kettle on the fire pit to boil the water, and then poured the boiling water on the hairy side of the meat. The meat turned tender red, and she used a razor to clean it. Sweep it, and all the hair on it will fall off, revealing the smooth and tender meat.
Hong Tu washed it a few more times and put it in the pot to cook. She suddenly thought, why not do the same thing next time when the fresh meat of a live donkey is cut off and the hair is removed? She hung the pot on the fire pit and burned it. When the fire was burning, she didn't know whether it was laughter or crying. She was too lazy to pay attention and walked out of the room. The donkey with a piece of meat cut off its buttocks was still trembling quietly. .
Blood was still pouring from its buttocks, and its entire hind legs were clotted with blood. Its hair was tangled in a tangle of hair, as if it was looking for something to rely on but couldn't find it, so it was left with a mess of blood.
Hong Tu always ignored the pain of the donkey. She did not think about the extreme pain of the animal from the perspective of empathy, but only considered which part of the donkey's body was convenient for getting the meat.
At this moment, when the donkey saw Hong Tu, it screamed in fear. It was afraid that she would take the meat again, and then it stopped screaming when it saw that Hong Tu had no dick in his hand.
The blood on its butt was still flowing, and a puddle of feces and urine also slipped out. The smell made Hong Tu cover her nose. She was afraid that it would affect the customers' mood to buy donkey meat and delay the business. She quickly took a dustpan and a rake from the main room, picked up the shit and eggs bit by bit, threw them to the hillside where melons and beans were grown behind the house, and then turned them around. Get some plant ash from the fire pit and pour it under the donkey's butt where blood, water and urine are mixed. The smell will disappear and it will appear cleaner.
That day, Abao and everyone ate the fresh donkey meat from Hong Tu’s house. They kept their promise and paid the money. They also made oral advertisements for Hong Tu’s live donkey meat. Soon, villages near and far knew about it and came to look for it. Exciting - watching Hong Tu slaughter a live donkey with great ferocity.
Hong Tu had a new trick. When he saw so many people coming, he put his hands on his hips and said to everyone, "What are you looking at?" If you want to see it, buy it. This donkey meat is quite fresh. It is cut and sold immediately. The donkey is not dead.
A man with a pockmarked face squeezed to the front and said: OK, I want two kilograms of fresh donkey meat.
A man with rosacea also came over and said: I also want two pounds.
A man with scars on his face tilted his head and said: I want three pounds.
Others raised their voices to speak, and Hong Tu interrupted: Don't panic, come one by one.
Suddenly, the donkey neighed in fear. The wound on its buttocks had stopped bleeding, but when it neighed, the wound tore open again, leaking out drops of blood.
Hong Tu walked into the room and came out soon. She held a gleaming kitchen knife in one hand and a steaming copper pot with a curved spout in the other. She walked to the tail of the donkey, hung up the copper pot, and pointed the spout toward The donkey's right buttocks were showered with scalding boiling water. The donkey's whole body bounced and screamed "Ehhhhhhh". The right buttocks that had been soaked in the water were half-cooked. Hong Tu scraped it with a kitchen knife, and a layer of fur fell off, revealing a ball of tender red and white meat. She cut it into a square shape, cut it off, held it in her hand, and weighed it with a prepared scale. , seeing that it was two and a half catties in the crosshairs, she told Mazi to give her five ounces of money.
Mazi saw that there was a hole in the donkey's right buttock, and it was still soaked in blood. He said that this was real fresh donkey meat, and if he cut off half a catty more, I would order it. He also said to everyone: I am the second person to buy fresh donkey meat.
So of course the first one is A Bao. Everyone raised their heads to look at A Bao. A Bao was not there, so where was he?
He was at home and his left buttocks hurt so much that he didn't go out but lay in bed moaning. He never knew what was causing it.
The wife went out to watch the excitement for a while, and she was worried about Bao again. When she returned to the door, she heard his screams of pain. She walked into the room and walked to the bedside and asked him why he was so powerful. He didn't answer. He just lifted his buttocks and raised his left side. A huge lump covered with lupus. The wife was so embarrassed that she wanted to invite a doctor to come and see her.
right! You go quickly. Abao, who stood up, slowly lay down as he spoke.
The wife was messing around at home, took the money and went out. She could hear footsteps getting further and further away, and even disappeared. It was just that the house was exceptionally quiet, but his moans seemed noisy.
He occasionally read out some words: Could it be that he was poisoned after eating donkey meat? But no one else had such symptoms after taking it. He felt very uncomfortable and suddenly felt the need to urinate. He got up with difficulty and slowly put his right foot down to the ground. His left foot followed, but he could not walk with his left foot. Even if he walked, his body's center of gravity could not drop. on the left.
He wanted to tiptoe to the corner of the door to grab a pole. Unexpectedly, the lower end of the pole touched the ground. There was some moss on the ground, and the force was unbalanced. He suddenly slipped and fell down. The painful part was the first, and the part was so swollen that it was about to suppurate. My left buttock felt like it was about to fall off. It was so painful that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas passed into nirvana. He kept screaming, holding his hands on the wall, and slowly pushed himself up. He wanted to walk towards the toilet at the side door, but found it too difficult, so he moved straight to the threshold of the main door, leaning on the door frame and cautiously heading out. convenient.
That day, in the distant palace of the Wheel-turning King, a group of donkeys were crying. The Wheel-turning King asked in surprise: Why are you so sad? A lame donkey walked to the front and said: I received a reincarnation notice from this temple, asking me to be reincarnated as a donkey in a place called Baozhuang in Dongtu. I really can't obey the fate. King Chakravartin shouted: Do you dare to resist the decree?
None of us can obey. A group of donkeys following behind them yelled in unison.
Do you all dare to resist the decree? Chakravartin King Thunder was furious: Send me all to the hell of cauldron, cooking, and frying.
