Zhang Fusheng arrived at his in-laws' house, and An Lixia was already preparing to cook.
Zhao Qingxiang and Xu Hongbing's families, who had driven over, were still on the way.
Zhou Yongbing had already reached home and was helping Zhao Tian clean the courtyard's stove, which would be used soon for the pig slaughter.
Many hands make light work, but slaughtering three pigs was still quite laborious.
After the first pig was slaughtered, Sun Yunfu and Zhao Xiaojing were responsible for stuffing the blood sausages, and Qi Xue Mei was washing the innards. An Lixia was stewing meat inside the house.
"Mom, your meat stew is always the most fragrant," Zhao Xiaojing said.
An Lixia knew her second daughter couldn't grasp things clearly and didn't want to bother with her.
