The Herbal Scents of Farm Life-Chapter 43 - Why arent you helping yet
Chapter 43: Chapter 43: Why aren’t you helping yet?
Chapter 43 -43: Why aren’t you helping yet?
He understood well why Lin Caihe targeted Sangsang so much. It was because their whole family adored Sangsang unreservedly, even though Caihe, who was roughly the same age as Caisang, was treated differently.
She felt belittled, believing that their parents should pamper her instead of paying attention to Sangsang.
However, he genuinely felt that there was nothing wrong with loving Sangsang.
Not because Sangsang had been predicted from a young age to have a destiny of wealth and nobility. It was because his elder brother made tremendous sacrifices for their whole family, and now they didn’t even know where he was.
As the daughter whom his elder brother adored deeply, how could he not love her?
Besides, compared to other girls her age in the village, which one was as fortunate as their kids? They could sit around at home if they didn’t feel like working and eat whatever the adults ate during meals.
“He’er, if you intend to differentiate yourself so clearly from Sangsang, then refrain from touching anything that Changhong brings home from now on. But your father needs to remind you about one thing. Without your granduncle, He wouldn’t have been able to marry your mother, let alone have you all. Keep this in mind at all times.”
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In the courtyard of Ya Molian’s house, a small crowd had already started to gather. They all lived in the old houses nearby, eyeing the wild boar as their eyes gleamed with eagerness.
How many times could the villagers have meat throughout the year?
Such a big wild boar. With skin and bones included, it must weigh at least three hundred kilos.
“Piao’er, has the water started boiling? Let me help you.”
Two young women were excitedly operating the stove.
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Lin Caisang looked over, noticing a straw canopy in the courtyard of Ya Molian’s house. Underneath it was a large stove with a pot so large that she guessed it must be used to scald the hair off pigs and sheep.
On the other side, was the wild boar, tied down on a stone bed by Ya Molian and two other young men. They collected the pig’s blood in a large wooden basin.
The wild boar grunted continuously, struggling in vain against the men’s hold.
By the looks of it, the wild boar had been brought back alive. She couldn’t help but give a mental thumbs-up to Ya Molian. What skill he had!
At this point, Lin Changhong had also gone to help. Seeing this, Lin Changfeng wanted to join in too, but was stopped by Lin Caihe.
“Brother Changfeng, you don’t need to go.”
Lin Changfeng was a scholar who, although he did assist with household chores, had never butchered a pig. She feared he might get injured by the struggling boar, which was still alive, albeit just barely.
“It’s fine, Brother Molian invited us, so it would be impolite not to help. You just wait here for me,” Lin Changfeng patted her hand that was clutching his sleeve, reassuring her before he went to help.
“My dear, why aren’t you helping? Can’t you see they are short-handed?”
One of the young women quietly nudged the man beside her with her elbow. Watching Lin Changfeng go to help, her jealousy was palpable.
Such a large wild boar but not a piece for them, simply because her husband hadn’t joined the hunting party on the mountain and been part of catching the boar. Not only did he not participate in the hunt, but he wasn’t even invited to help with the butchering task.
Considering her husband’s relationship with Ya Molian, it wasn’t likely they’d get nothing at all. But she wanted good meat, not bone or other unappetizing parts. She had no interest in anything that did not yield meat to enjoy.
