ebookland Chapter 373: Fatten Up
Chapter 373: Fatten Up
At this moment, Cuihua, wearing an apron, was standing by the table in the yard, diligently kneading dough and singing cheerfully, "Kneading dough, kneading dough, making dumplings. Dad and mom mince meat to wrap cabbage, my husband and uncle mince meat to wrap leeks, and the dumplings are fragrant when they come out of the pot."
There was a strange smile on her face, and the singing echoed in the silent courtyard, making people feel creepy.
"what--"
A familiar scream pierced the air, a shrill and terrifying sound that seemed to pierce the clouds. The six members of the Zhao family were hung upside down, dangling in mid-air like a bunch of strange fruits, their mouths constantly emitting terrified cries and pleas for mercy.
When the village patrol heard the sound coming from the Zhao family's courtyard, they paused slightly, looked at each other, shook their heads helplessly, and continued patrolling.
They had long been accustomed to the Zhao family's disturbances, as if this was just another insignificant farce.
Aunt Wu brought a bench and sat down outside the courtyard gate, leisurely cracking melon seeds. As she ate, she contemplated the chaos in the courtyard, a smile on her face.
"Cuihua, my good daughter-in-law, my good daughter! Mother loves you the most! Put me down now!" Tian Guilan's face was full of horror, but she had to look at Cuihua who was kneading dough in a flattering manner, and said in a trembling voice.
Cuihua became even more agitated when she heard this. She threw the dough in her hand into the bowl, put her hands on her hips, glared angrily, and shouted, "Mom! Didn't you say yesterday that I was like a lazy pig? Humph! Mom is usually even lazier than me, so I guess you're even more of a pig than me! Since we're all pigs, I'll kill that pig when it grows up and make dumplings!"
Cuihua looked at the six members of the Zhao family expressionlessly, her eyes cold and chilling. She counted carefully, muttering to herself, "One basin for Daddy, one for Mom, one for Husband and Uncle."
As she spoke, Cuihua calmly picked up a sharp knife beside her and walked towards the upside-down family of six without hesitation. Her steps were firm and resolute, and the knife in her hand flashed with a cold light in the sunlight.
"Help! Someone is killing someone!" Everyone in the Zhao family was terrified and screamed at the top of their lungs. Their voices became sharp and piercing due to extreme fear and echoed throughout the yard.
At the critical moment, Aunt Wu walked in leisurely, cracking melon seeds. She glanced at the knife in Cuihua's hand and said calmly, "Cuihua, wait a minute. Those six pigs are too thin. There won't be much meat left if we kill them now. We'd better fatten them up and kill them for dumplings."
When Tian Guilan heard this, she felt like she had grabbed a life-saving straw and quickly agreed, "Right, right, right, let's fatten him up a little longer! It's not worth killing him now!"
Zhao Cunliang also shouted, "Yes, Cuihua! Have you ever seen such a skinny pig? It would have more meat if it was fattened up!"
Cuihua's eyes were dull and she kept muttering, "Fatten them up? Fatten them up?" She slowly put down the knife in her hand, as if thinking about what they said.
Suddenly, a light flashed in Cuihua's dull eyes, and she shouted loudly: "Okay!" Then, she waved her arm, and the dagger in her hand flew out like lightning, accurately cutting through each hemp rope that tied up the six members of the Zhao family.
The dagger drew sharp arcs in the air, accompanied by a whistling sound.
With a few "swish" sounds, the tough hemp ropes were cut off in an instant, and the six members of the Zhao family fell to the ground with a "thump thump". They grimaced in pain and groaned continuously.
Aunt Wu stood by, stunned, her mouth hanging open for a long time. After a while, she recovered and exclaimed in amazement, "Girl, your move is amazing! In my entire life, this is the first time I've seen such skillful kung fu!"
Cuihua seemed to have regained her usual composure. She dusted her hands and said calmly, "Going hunting in the mountains with Dad, I naturally learned some simple martial arts."
At this moment, Cuihua seemed to suddenly realize that the six members of the Zhao family were lying on the ground, grinning. She was immediately panicked and ran over, asking anxiously: "Dad, Mom, husband, uncle, what's wrong with you?" Her voice was full of concern and worry, and her eyes were full of panic.
Tian Guilan was about to start cursing, her expression ferocious and distorted. As soon as she opened her mouth, she said, "You little bitch..." Before she could finish her words, Aunt Wu hurried over.
He covered Tian Guilan's mouth with his hand and said nervously and seriously, "Be careful what you say! This is a very strange thing. The evil you do during the day will be paid back double at night. Don't be ungrateful and make Cuihua angry again!"
Tian Guilan was startled when she heard Aunt Wu's warning. She quickly swallowed back the curses that had yet to come out of her mouth. She forced an unnatural smile on her face and said, "It's okay. The weather is nice today. Come out and get some sun to get rid of the bad luck."
Zhao Cunliang and his sons supported each other and it took a lot of effort for them to stand up.
Zhao Cunliang looked at Cuihua and said calmly, "My dear child, your parents just came out to get some sun."
As he said this, his eyes were wandering and he didn't dare to look Cuihua in the eye. His body was shaking slightly uncontrollably, and it was obvious that he was still frightened.
"Oh." Cuihua responded lightly, "Then I'll go cook. What shall we eat this morning? What shall we eat?" As soon as she finished speaking, Cuihua suddenly hugged her head in pain, the expression on her face instantly became distorted, and a painful groan came from her mouth.
When Tian Guilan saw this, the scene of a family of six being put into a big pot emerged in her mind. She hurried forward and said, "Good child, you, you go back to the house and rest. Mom will cook. Mom will cook!" There was a hint of panic and nervousness in her voice.
"Yes, dear child, from now on, I'll leave the household chores to your mother. You can go back to your room and rest." Zhao Cunliang quickly echoed Tian Guilan's words, with a smile on his face and a flattering tone in his voice, "Take good care of yourself and don't tire yourself out."
"Oh."
Cuihua responded weakly, her expression blank as she turned silently and walked slowly towards the house. Everyone in the Zhao family looked at Cuihua's back and finally breathed a sigh of relief, secretly glad that they had escaped danger for the time being.
Cuihua walked to the front of the house, her hand on the door just as she was about to push it open, but she suddenly turned around and looked at the six members of the Zhao family with a pair of panicked eyes, muttering to herself: "But what about the work in the fields? What should I do? I have to dig a hole and bury it, bury it..."
When Zhao Cunliang heard this, he was so scared that his face turned pale. He quickly pulled his sons and said in panic, "Those who take the hoe, take the hoe. Let's go to the fields. Cuihua can rest in the house." After that, he hurriedly walked out of the house with his sons. He staggered and almost fell.
Zhao Cunliang and several of his older sons broke out in cold sweat, thinking that they didn't want to be buried alive. Cuihua was now crazy and could do anything.