Although the large intestine had already been processed before, if you wanted it to taste good without any strange smell, it still needed a more thorough cleaning.
When Jinhua bent over to scrub the pig intestines, a section of her clothes at the waist slid upward, revealing a patch of skin on her waist.
Miao Shuangshuang looked over without meaning to, and ended up discovering that on Jinhua's waist there was actually a very delicate tattoo!
Miao Shuangshuang froze for a moment. A tattoo? Could it be that people in this village have a custom of getting tattoos?
Thinking that the tattoo might be some kind of clue, Miao Shuangshuang walked over and deliberately said, "Auntie, this intestine is hard to wash. Why don't I help you with it?"
While she spoke, Miao Shuangshuang's gaze stayed on the tattoo at the small of Jinhua's back. The tattoo was a Phoenix design, vivid and lifelike. It was clear the tattoo artist who had inked her was very skilled.
