Chapter 415 Take it away

South of the river dam, there was a large open space in front of a row of bungalows. Uncle Zhang rubbed his hands and sounded unhappy.

When beating a dog, it depends on the owner. Is it fair for the owner to stand by and watch his dog being beaten?

outrageous!

Just now Xiao Jiang beat the dog and slapped the dog 2 meters away. It looked like he was bluffing, but Uncle Zhang was actually a pig butcher.

The things he comes into contact with every day are different from ordinary people. I think back when he was busiest, he could kill 6 pigs a day with his knife rising and falling.

Then he used the bone chopping knife to chop bones and meat. His skills for half his life were all in his arms.

He eats well on weekdays, and there is never a shortage of pig intestines and pig intestines. Uncle Zhang eats very well, and his arms look thicker than other people's thighs.

Hengrou even has a face. According to others, he is full of evil spirits and can scare children to tears.

"Bye bye bye bye?" The uncle next door sat on the tables on both sides of the door.

Hearing this, he couldn't help but persuade him: "Xiao Zhang, how old are you? Why do you care about Xiao Jiang?"

Uncle Zhang's eyes were sharp and his voice was loud: "Didn't I see that Xiao Jiang is very strong, so I decided to try his hand?"

"If he doesn't study well in the future, he can learn to kill pigs from me and he won't have to worry about it for the rest of his life."

Xue Chuchu had a strange expression on her face. Looking at Jiang Ning, who had outstanding temperament beside her, she really couldn't imagine the scene of him killing pigs.

Jiang Ning patted Xue Yuantong and said to her: "Brother will kill pigs in the future. You will have endless pork to eat every day. Aren't you happy?"

Xue Yuantong fantasized about it, his eyes bright and full of yearning:

"I want to eat the pig's tail. You kill the pig and keep it for me!"

When I was a kid, my mother made braised pig tails. They were not greasy at all, chewy, chewy and delicious, not to mention how delicious they were.

Unfortunately, she asked her mother to buy it later, but it was impossible to buy it on the street. If Jiang Ning learned to kill pigs, wouldn't she eat them every day?

Uncle Zhang was also happy when he heard what Xiao Xue said, "Okay, I have a pig tail at home, Xiao Jiang, let's show your wrists, if you can hold it for 10 seconds, I will send it to you right away."

As he spoke, Uncle Zhang shook his extremely strong arms and forearms, which looked quite intimidating.

Men, if you want to compete with each other to see who is stronger, arm wrestling is a good way.

The uncle next door saw only an arm-wrestling, but did not stop him. We are neighbors, and fighting would only hurt the harmony, so arm-wrestling would be a good idea.

The uncle next door was actually curious. He knew that Jiang Ning was not very strong. He had helped make the stone rollers in the field before.

I beat a dog again today, which shows how strong I am.

As for Xiao Zhang, who killed the pig, that goes without saying.

Xue Yuantong was happy for a while when she heard that there was a pig tail, but then her clear eyes were filled with worry.

Arm wrestling sounds like nothing, but the last time my mother was hospitalized with a fracture, there was a patient in the same ward who broke her arm due to excessive force, so this sport has certain risks.

She doesn't have to eat, but nothing can happen to Jiang Ning.

She looked at the strong Uncle Zhang and tugged on Jiang Ning's clothes.

Jiang Ning turned around and gave her a reassuring look, and said to Uncle Zhang, "Okay, let's practice and see if I have a chance to kill a pig."

Seeing that he agreed, Uncle Zhang was very happy and beat his dog. He had to show Xiao Jiang some color and let him know clearly who was the boss of Heba Bungalow!

Uncle Zhang glanced around and saw the stone roller in the distance. He thought it was a good platform for arm-wrestling. He walked over and tipped the stone roller over and rolled over here.

Xue Yuantong was still worried. She was already thinking about how she would take care of Jiang Ning if she suffered a fracture.

Xue Chuchu noticed Tongtong's worry, gently squeezed her hand, and said slowly: "Don't worry, Jiang Ning is sensible."

Xue Yuantong: "How do you know he is measured?"

Why did she suddenly feel that Chu Chu understood Jiang Ning better than she did?

Xue Chuchu explained: "He doesn't do anything he's not sure about."

During this period of contact, she deeply discovered that Jiang Ning was rarely naive like boys of the same age. On the contrary, he was very mature and calm, not at all like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy.

It is undeniable that staying with him will really create a sense of security.

But sometimes he does things that seem adventurous and exciting.

Memories of Jiang Ning appeared in Xue Chuchu's mind, and then she dismissed the mess and laughed helplessly, 'What are you thinking about?'

The uncle next door moved two wooden stools, and Uncle Zhang and Jiang Ning sat facing each other, separated by stone rollers.

At this time, the gray stone roller stood up.

Uncle Zhang looked at the small irregular stone pits on the surface of the stone roller and said boldly: "Xiao Jiang, your arm, which has not been working all day, will hurt a lot if you bump on it."

As he spoke, he stretched out his thick arms and said, "I'm not afraid anymore."

Jiang Ning smiled easily: "It doesn't matter."

The uncle next door stood on the edge and watched. This movement alarmed the residents of the bungalow in the same row, and a teacher named Qian in his forties or fifties came over.

When Teacher Qian saw this scene, he said, "Brother Zhang, it's wrong for you to bully Xiao Jiang. What do you do? What does he do?"

"Bullying other children?"

In his words, he just thought it was a joke.

Uncle Zhang got annoyed when he heard his voice. This teacher surnamed Qian, it is best to say that every time he muttered and talked big words, he was more awesome than anyone else. When it came time to do things, he was called stingy and liked to take advantage of small things.

"I want to teach Xiao Jiang how to kill pigs, what happened?" Uncle Zhang said impatiently.

Teacher Qian is good at observing words and expressions. Seeing this, he stopped talking.

Finally their ears were clear, the two of them put their hands together, and Uncle Zhang trembled. He often wrestled with each other's wrists, and he could often judge the opponent's strength just by holding hands.

Uncle Zhang said in a deep voice: "Xiao Jiang, you have a good momentum!"

With his two elbows resting on the hard stone roller, Uncle Zhang's muscles bulged out, and his right arm collapsed like a gymnast, adding a bit more blood-evil energy.

That is the momentum accumulated from killing pigs all year round.

Xue Chuchu and Xue Yuantong felt their hearts twitching, and couldn't help but worry about Jiang Ning.

The old man next door shouted: "We agreed on 10 seconds, 10, 9, 8..."

Uncle Zhang exerted too much force, and the flesh on his face trembled, as fierce as a pit bull!

"5,4,3!" The uncle continued to count the seconds.

Uncle Zhang was unable to perform meritorious deeds for a long time. Seeing that the time was almost up, he held back his breath and roared:

"fall!"

Teacher Qian jumped back in shock.

Jiang Ning sat down leisurely and allowed the other party to use all his strength without moving his arms.

After 10 seconds passed, Jiang Ning exerted a little strength and slowly pressed down to the right.

Uncle Zhang felt that it was not a human arm, but a hydraulic machine.

Jiang Ning pressed down at a constant speed, and Uncle Zhang watched helplessly as his arm was pressed down little by little.

‘How can I lose to you, a bastard!’ Uncle Zhang risked his reputation by killing pigs for twenty years and fought to the death.

Then Jiang Ning used a little bit of strength to push down. The bench under Uncle Zhang tilted, and suddenly, with a "boom", he fell and flipped over.

Xue Yuantong shouted excitedly: "Win, win!"

As expected of Jiang Ning who eats her food, she is so awesome!

Xue Chuchu pursed her lips and smiled. The wrestling between men was quite interesting.

The uncle bent down to help Uncle Zhang up and patted the dust off him. When Uncle Zhang looked at Jiang Ning again, his expression was surprised and uncertain.

He has arm-wrestled with many people before, and it's not that he has never lost, but the people he lost to were either stronger than him, or they had trained specially. He had never seen someone like Jiang Ning, who was tall, thin, and didn't have much strength.

!

‘Why did you lose?’ Uncle Zhang was annoyed.

Jiang Ning changed her left hand, "Shall we try again?"

Uncle Zhang waved his hand: "Forget it, forget it, you are capable."

I've thrown someone away once, can I throw someone away again?

Jiang Ning won the competition and didn't mention the pig tail. The uncle next door didn't mention it either, like Xue Yuantong.

He only thought he was joking, but after he lost, Uncle Zhang went back to the house with a sullen face. Within half a minute, he came out with a flesh-colored pig tail and put it on the stone roller.

"Xiao Jiang, Uncle Zhang and I keep my word, take it away!"

Xue Yuantong smiled brightly: "Why is this so embarrassing?"

"Take it!" After Uncle Zhang gave away the pig tail, he was too embarrassed to stay and turned to go home.

Teacher Qian looked left and right, and said with envy: "Pig tails are not cheap now, they cost more than 20 per pound in the vegetable market!"

The pig tail that Uncle Zhang lost weighed two kilograms and was worth forty or fifty yuan.
To be continued...