Words say Jiajing years.
There is a butcher in the town, who began to kill pigs at the age of 10, and in thirty years, he has killed tens of thousands of pigs.
The butcher has not married one in forty this year, mainly because no one wants to marry a butcher.
More importantly, this butcher was five years old and three thick, with a bearded face, very ugly, and no one in the town or the village wanted to marry him.
I really thought that my life was like this.
Unexpectedly, on this day, the butcher suddenly met a beautiful girl, and this beautiful girl, without saying a word, was willing to marry the butcher.
The butcher wept with joy and asked, "Why are you marrying me?" I'm a butcher, ugly looking.
The girl bowed her head, her face glowed red, and said: Only by marrying you can our family live a happy and healthy life.
The butcher didn't think much of it and said: Haha, there is vision, after all, marry me, eat and drink without worry, this disaster year can also eat meat.
The two are in love with each other, and the two become relatives.
After becoming a parent, the butcher was particularly kind to his wife, and always wanted to give his most precious love to his wife.
However, there is a little bit of a mystery, the wife does not eat meat, only eats vegetarian, and has always advised the butcher not to kill again.
Butcher always said: Madam, this beast, born to be slaughtered and eaten, does not kill pigs, what to kill?
The wife said: Then you can't kill big pigs and small pigs no matter what age! Even those sows who are pregnant with children can't be killed!
The butcher said: Roast suckling pig, delicious in the world, how delicious!
The wife snorted and ignored the butcher.
The butcher had no choice but to coax his wife and say, "Madam, I was wrong, Madame, I will not kill suckling pigs, I will not kill suckling pigs."
The wife was held in the arms of the butcher, and it was late at night, and the two of them did the conjugal business.
Soon, the wife became pregnant.
The butcher is very happy, stewing fish soup and chicken soup every day, so that his wife can raise a fetus with peace of mind.
The butcher saw that it was very expensive to buy fish and chicken every day, and when he heard that the stewed soup with pig's trotters was delicious, he took advantage of the night when his wife was asleep, picked up a pig killing knife, and ran the pigsty on the runway.
The butcher took a sip of wine and spat on the knife, just about to put the white knife into the red knife.
The sow suddenly began to beg for forgiveness: Spare me, spare me, I don't want to die!
The butcher thought he was drunk and had hallucinations, but didn't take it seriously.
A white knife pokes into the sow's stomach.
The sow shouted: I am pregnant, please don't kill me!
The butcher did not listen, resolutely decided, stabbed the sow's life, cut off the hooves, put it in the pot, and stewed a pot of fragrant soup.
The next day, the soup was already stewed, and the butcher carefully carried the soup, pushed open the door, and found his wife violently killed in the house, with a disemboweled stomach and mutilated limbs.
The butcher couldn't stand the stimulation and crashed headlong into the wall, dead.
Later, the government found out the insidiousness: it turned out that the butcher was drunk that day, and mistakenly killed his wife as a sow, killing two corpses. And the identity of the wife, no one can say clearly.