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Ma Youtian's voice echoed throughout the courtyard.

The once bustling and noisy place instantly fell silent.

"Has Butcher Yang finally arrived?"

Someone shouted loudly in the courtyard.

"The timing is perfect! Young helper, hurry to the pigpen and wrest the pig out!"

Hearing the methodical sounds coming from inside, Ma Youtian, who was standing at the gate of the courtyard, twitched at the corner of his mouth.

Has Butcher Yang arrived?

The man who came was indeed surnamed Yang, and he said he could be a butcher and slaughter pigs...

But these two things are completely different!

Before the helpers set off for the pigsty, he smiled wryly and stepped aside, revealing Yang Xiaoman's thin figure.

In an instant, the courtyard, which had just become lively again, fell completely silent.

All eyes were on Yang Xiaoman, who was standing in the center of the courtyard gate, carrying a pig-slaughtering knife.

Apart from that, there was no one else behind her.

"You Tian, ​​where's Yang, the butcher you mentioned?"

"The time has come, we can't afford to be late!"

In the crowd, an old man with a red coarse cloth tied around his waist stood up shakily, his face flushed with anxiety.

He is Ma Youtian's father, Ma Changlin.

Ma Youtian sighed and subconsciously glanced at Yang Xiaoman beside him.

Although the other person was only seven years old, he was not flustered at all and remained calm and composed throughout.

On the contrary, he didn't even know how to explain it to his family...

"Father, Butcher Yang had an accident a few days ago and is no longer alive."

He spoke slowly, trying to keep his tone calm, but it still startled everyone in the courtyard, who stared wide-eyed.

"She is Yang the butcher's eldest daughter. It is said that she followed in her father's footsteps and learned to butcher pigs at the age of five..."

To make his decision seem less absurd, Ma Youtian had no choice but to embellish his explanation.

A five-year-old who can slaughter pigs?!

Feeling countless shocked gazes upon her, Yang Xiaoman's lips twitched.

"Nonsense!"

Ma Changlin's face turned bright red as he choked back tears. "I've lived for decades, and I'm practically half-buried in the ground, and I've never heard of a woman working as a butcher!"

"Even if Butcher Yang spoils his daughter, he would never teach her how to butcher pigs!"

Ma Youtian sighed helplessly, "Dad, don't get agitated. I know you're worried about missing our auspicious time tomorrow."

"But the time has come, and besides Yang the Butcher's daughter, we can't find another butcher in our village. We have no choice but to let her give it a try!"

Upon hearing this, Ma Changlin was momentarily speechless, "But, but..."

"Father, if you really don't believe in Butcher Yang's daughter, then we can only reschedule for tomorrow and discuss the betrothal matter again later."

Upon hearing Ma Youtian's words, Ma Changlin's body trembled, and his cloudy old eyes widened to their maximum.

"No! The auspicious time has been set; there's no reason to change it!"

Marriage follows the "Six Rites," and the groom calculates an auspicious day based on the birth dates of both parties.

Once the decision is made, it cannot be changed, otherwise it will affect the smoothness of the marriage and even the prosperity of future generations.

"We can't just watch the auspicious time pass by, can we?"

Ma Youtian shrugged helplessly.

"Of course not." Ma Changlin shook his head.

"In that case, why not let the young lady of the Yang family give it a try?"

Ma Youtian looked at everyone and slowly explained:

"It's not that I trust her, it's that I trust Butcher Yang. A man as capable as him, his daughter must be extraordinary."

Upon hearing this, everyone in the courtyard exchanged glances, all sensing the helplessness in each other's eyes.

Now that the auspicious time has arrived, it seems there is no other choice.

Believing in Yang the Butcher's daughter might offer a chance to save the situation.

Even Ma Changlin seemed to have come to terms with reality, and slowly sat back down on the wooden stool, remaining silent.

Seeing this, Ma Youtian no longer hesitated, cleared his throat, and shouted loudly:

"The auspicious time has arrived! Let's boil water, and slaughter the pig to celebrate!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several young helpers in the yard ran towards the pigsty.

In the courtyard, everyone got busy, moving the prepared pig-slaughtering bench to the center of the courtyard and then continuously pouring boiling water into a large wooden bucket.

"Young lady of the Yang family, please sharpen your knife!"

Ma Youtian stepped aside and gestured for them to proceed.

Since he had chosen to trust Yang Xiaoman, he had no choice but to go down this path to the bitter end. He couldn't just watch his good fortune slip away, could he?

Yang Xiaoman nodded gently and placed the basket containing the pig-slaughtering tools on the ground.

He immediately picked up the butcher knife and walked to the whetstone that had been prepared in advance. There was a deep dent on the bluish-brown stone surface.

Before Ma Youtian could remind her, Yang Xiaoman picked up a half-bowl of water from the table next to her and casually splashed it onto the bluestone surface.

laugh!laugh!laugh!

The ear-piercing sound of sharpening knives echoed rhythmically throughout the courtyard.

The busy villagers of Majia Village all cast strange glances their way.

At that moment, much of the doubt in their eyes quietly dissipated.

"Perhaps I really made the right bet this time..."

Ma Youtian breathed a sigh of relief; the huge weight that had been hanging over his heart had finally been lifted.

It's clear that this young lady from the Yang family... did indeed learn the skill of slaughtering pigs from Butcher Yang.

Otherwise, how could a little girl who is only seven years old be so skilled at sharpening knives?

Just then, a piercing scream suddenly rang in his ears, and Ma Youtian turned his head to look.

Then I saw several young helpers frantically holding down their two or three hundred-pound fat pig and dragging it toward the center of the yard.

At the same time, Yang Xiaoman's sharpening of the knife gradually stopped.

In the yard, only the desperate howls of the big fat pig before its death remained.

"Young lady of the Yang family, please!"

As soon as several young helpers lifted him onto the slaughtering bench, Ma Youtian quickly reminded them.

Holding down a pig is no easy task. If the butcher takes too long to do it, blood will splatter all over the yard once the helper loses control.

This is an extremely bad omen.

Yang Xiaoman nodded slightly and walked to the pig-slaughtering bench.

"Thank you all for holding it down for a moment."

After giving a brief greeting, she gripped the butcher knife tightly in her hand.

After being polished by hard bluestone, the blade faintly exudes a chilling gleam.

At this moment, a thin figure walked up to Ma Youtian's side.

"Cousin Yutian, can we really trust this girl?"

Upon hearing this, Ma Youtian glanced to the side and saw that the person who had come was his cousin, Ma Youliang.

"Now that things have come to this, we have no choice but to believe it."

Hearing this, Ma Youliang nodded helplessly, "She may be able to kill a pig, but the complicated subsequent butchering and processing is not something an ordinary little girl can do."

"you mean……"

Having grown up with his cousin, Ma Youtian quickly understood the unspoken meaning behind the other person's words.

"I understand. Jishi only said that the pig slaughter for celebration should not be delayed, but he didn't mention that the subsequent slaughtering and processing must be carried out immediately."

"So, once the young lady of the Yang family finishes the pig-slaughtering part, she won't need to participate in the rest. We can go to a nearby village before dark and find an experienced butcher to take over."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ma Youliang chuckled and said:

"That's right. Isn't there a butcher in Chenjiazhuang, twenty miles away, who's been a butcher for over ten years? I can make a trip there and invite him over."

Ma Youtian nodded without hesitation, "There's no time to lose, you should hurry over there in an oxcart."

Just then, in front of the pig-slaughtering bench.

As the large, fat pig in front of her screamed and struggled, Yang Xiaoman placed her delicate little hand on its neck, as if searching for something.

In the brief moment when it suddenly stopped struggling.

She quickly withdrew her hand, abruptly pulled out the butcher knife she was holding in her right hand, and without hesitation, stabbed it forcefully into a depression between her collarbones!

Pfft!

As the sound of a knife piercing flesh rang out, the young helpers who were holding down the fat pig were stunned.

In that brief moment, they didn't see anything clearly.

A flash of white light appeared before her eyes, and Yang Xiaoman's butcher knife was already deeply embedded in her.

Then they felt a sudden sense of relief; the large, fat pig beneath them trembled and silently stopped struggling.

puff!puff!

As Yang Xiaoman slowly pulled out the pig-slaughtering knife, warm pig blood began to gush out from the wound, flowing like a water column into the wooden basin that had been prepared in advance under the pig-slaughtering bench.

For a moment, everyone in the courtyard was stunned.

One fatal blow!

Ma Youliang swallowed hard in shock, instinctively nudged Ma Youtian in front of him, and asked incredulously in a trembling voice:

"Cousin, things are already like this, do we still... do we still need to ask the butcher from Chenjia Village to come over?"

Upon hearing this, Ma Youtian's lips twitched violently.