Chapter 48: Failed to Steal a Chicken

"Okay," An Zhiqiu and An Zhixia looked at each other. They finally had the chance to live out openly, so how could they be allowed to choose?

When Nie Yichang and Hang Xianglei heard this, they looked at each other and understood what the other meant. They said, "Since there are three courtyards, why don't we go and take a look? There are too many educated youths at the educated youth site. Maybe there will be new educated youths coming this year. If we move out, it will also help you solve the problem."

What else can the village chief say? These two are also victims.

An Zhiqiu used a bundle to move all the money, bills and unopened food to the next room. He also drafted IOUs for Qi Yunlan and Chen Sike, and after putting their fingerprints on them, he put them into the house, locked the door, and the group walked into the village.

The old widower's house was not too far away, only three lanes away, and it was also in sight of the back mountain. The house and yard were typical thatched houses, built with mud bricks made of yellow mud and some straw, and the roof was covered with a layer of straw. Because no one had lived there for more than half a year, the door was dilapidated, the yard was overgrown with weeds, the sky could be vaguely seen from the roof, the beams were covered with spider webs, and a few rampant mice squeaked and fled at the sound.

The village chief's face flashed with embarrassment, and he coughed softly, "Maybe he's old, the house wasn't renovated in time, and it's been idle for more than half a year, so it's a bit uninhabitable. Otherwise, why don't you just let the educated youth make do with it, and build two more rooms after the busy farming season is over?"

How can that be possible?

An Zhixia tugged at her brother's sleeve, and the latter quickly said, "It's okay. Everyone is honest in building their own houses and yards. The mud bricks are solid. We just need to renovate the roof, replace the doors and tables and chairs, and clean it up. It can still be lived in!"

Nie Yichang and Hang Xianglei also responded, "We two grown men, what can't we do? This is much better than other walls collapsing. Let's do it!"

"Okay," the village chief nodded and said, "Come with me to go through the formalities. You can do whatever you want with this house and yard, but when you return to the city, it will be confiscated by default. No objection, right?"

The four people nodded. Of course, the scenery here was beautiful, but transportation was inconvenient, and no one wanted to come back and live here for a long time after leaving.

The procedure was done very quickly, because there was no change to the property ownership certificate, so there was no need to report it. They only signed a housing agreement with the village, which clearly listed some rules and regulations to prevent disputes.

The village does not require them to pay extra rent, but at the same time, if they add to or repair the houses, they do not need to pay additional compensation when the village takes back the houses.

After signing the contract, several people went to the village to order earth bricks, straw, roof beams and other things before returning to the educated youth site.

Chen Sike had already woken up, and when he heard Fei Zheng's decision, he immediately screamed and scratched Qi Yunlan's face several times, splashing blood. Qi Yunlan was so angry that she had no place to vent, so she also ruthlessly grabbed Qi Yunlan's hair, and the two of them fought together, no longer gentle and gentle as before.

When women fight, it's not like men's fist fight, but they do whatever it takes to hurt and embarrass the opponent, biting, pinching, scratching, pulling, kicking and kicking.

Fei Zheng and Liu Yiyue pulled hard but failed to pull the people who were twisted into a knot away. Instead, they were affected and let go in pain, allowing them to continue rolling on the ground.

When the four men came back, the fight had already come to an end. Two of them were exhausted and out of breath. Neither of them got away with anything. Their faces, necks, and hands were covered in blood, and there were even bunches of hair on the ground. It was enough to make one's scalp tingle just by looking at it.

An Zhixia ran forward and said, "You guys really did a great job of stealing a chicken but ended up losing the rice. From now on, don't treat others as fools and do things to cover up your mistakes."

The two were so angry that their eyes turned red and their teeth itched, but they could do nothing but vent their anger on each other.

"Young people are great. They have great physical strength, good tempers, and nimble hands and feet," she sighed, shaking her head.

I really want to curse and bite someone!

Ignoring the two men who were fiercely engaged in World War II, the four men went to the next room and began to distribute money, tickets and other items.

In front of outsiders, An Zhiqiu was the one in charge of the two siblings. He laid out all the things one by one and said to them apologetically: "This matter is really our fault. Who made us have such a reckless stepmother and let the two comrades be affected.

How about this, you guys try to make up for your share first, and use money to pay for the tickets and things that are not enough. The remaining money and tickets and their IOUs will belong to us, how about that? "

Nie Yichang and Hang Xianglei had no objection and each took some things and money tickets. In the end, there were only fifty yuan, a sewing machine ticket, some miscellaneous tickets and an IOU for fifteen hundred yuan signed by Qi Yunlan and the other two. These belonged to the An brothers and sisters.

After sorting out and dividing the accounts, An Zhiqiu handed a stack of bills and an IOU to his sister as usual, and he still felt like he was in a dream. Just today, they received nearly three thousand yuan worth of money and bills. It came too quickly, and his heart had not yet calmed down from the excitement.

"There's no food in the cafeteria now, let's eat at home," An Zhixia asked for a day off today. She was so hungry after a whole morning of making a fuss. "You two can come too."

Nie Yichang said with a cheeky smile: "Sister, we will be neighbors from now on, so remember to visit each other more often. Although we have made up for our losses this time, we still have to buy new things even if we have money. Isn't this an unprovoked disaster?"

"So?" She sneered with the corners of her lips curved.

"So you have to agree to let Lei Zi and I eat for free, at least five years, no, at least one year. Of course, we will also provide an equal amount of money and tickets." Nie Yichang pretended not to see the other party's refusal and planned happily: "Not to mention the big fish, meat, white flour buns and rice every day, at least one chicken a month, one fish and one meat a week, dry rice once every three to five days, one egg every day, and two-mixed flour buns."

An Zhiqiu nodded and said, "Okay, I guarantee you will be satisfied!"

After saying that, he pulled the girl out and said, "Let's go cook..."

Arriving at the kitchen, he washed his hands excitedly, looked at the girl, and said a little excitedly: "Teacher Zhixia, since I'm on leave today and we have two big customers to eat, hurry up and teach me how to cook! You just sit aside and talk, and help me light the fire."

An Zhixia sat on the small stool with amusement, looked at the ingredients at home, but in her mind she was flipping through the three-month crash course chef training book, which also came with a detailed video explanation.

She coughed lightly, sat up straight, and said in standard Mandarin: "The cuisine of our country Xiahua is divided into many factions, and each faction has its own unique persistence and preference. As a chef, you must not only have a few specialties, but also have a deep understanding of other dishes. In this way, you can have a sufficient theoretical foundation, continue to innovate in dishes, and not be eliminated by trends and newcomers... As the saying goes, a driver who doesn't want to be a tailor is not a good cook..."

See you tomorrow, good night.

(End of this chapter)