Yuan Doudou had no choice but to accept it gladly. She went back inside and got a jar of chili oil. "This is chili oil that I fried myself. It's delicious with rice or noodles."

Chili peppers are expensive, and oil is a luxury item. This big jar of chili oil is more than enough to buy a chicken.

Aunt Chen initially refused to accept the money.

"If Auntie won't accept them, then I certainly can't accept your chickens either." There are two chickens, and one of them is a hen, which is meant to lay eggs.

"Look at you, you're making things difficult for your aunt. Fine, I'll accept it."

Aunt Chen held the chili oil as if it were a priceless treasure.

Yuan Doudou closed the door and smiled at Anji, "We'll have chicken to eat!"

Angie clapped and cheered, "Great!"

Yuan Doudou put a hen into the chicken coop to lay eggs.

The rooster is in danger of being eaten.

She went inside, grabbed a kitchen knife, and with one swift stroke, slit the chicken's throat. The blood flowed into a bowl, filling exactly one bowl.

The chicken, now bleeding, struggled on the ground. Yuan Doudou went inside to boil water.

Boiling water was poured directly into the wooden bucket containing the rooster, and a pungent smell wafted out.

Plucking chicken feathers is hard work; you need thick skin on your hands and be able to withstand burns.

My mother-in-law used to do this job, but now I have to do it myself.

Yuan Doudou grabbed the wing, but immediately let go because it was scalded. She had no choice but to wet it with cold water before trying to pluck the feathers.

That's much better now; it took an incense stick's time just to pluck the feathers from one chicken.

"Mommy, are you tired?" Anji suddenly didn't want to eat chicken anymore. He didn't realize that eating chicken was so troublesome.

Kill the chicken, scald the chicken, pluck the chicken feathers.

Yuan Doudou wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand and smiled, "Mother isn't tired."

It's just too hot.

Clean the chicken thoroughly, chop off the wings and thighs, and slice off the remaining chicken breast.

In the end, only the chicken head, neck, and carcass were left.

Chicken heads and necks are braised in a pot with five-spice powder, while chicken wings, drumsticks, and breast meat are marinated with scallions, ginger, garlic, and cooking wine.

She was going to make chicken burgers. She would marinate chicken breast, coat it with starch, fry it in oil until golden brown on both sides, then fry it again and set it aside.

Yuan Doudou took two steamed buns from the basket, cut them in half, fried them in a pan until golden brown on both sides, put the fried chicken cutlet on top, spread ketchup on it, and then added a small lettuce.

"Angie, wash your hands and eat your burger!"

Upon hearing this, Angie quickly put down the building blocks and ran to wash his hands.

"Mommy, I'm here! Where's the hamburger?" Angie's eyes darted around, searching for the hamburger.

Yuan Doudou brought a plate to the table with two hamburgers on it.

“Perfect, one for me and one for Mom.” Angie grabbed the hamburger with both hands and began to eat with gusto.

Yuan Doudou told him to eat slowly so he wouldn't choke.

"Mommy, the hamburgers you made are so delicious, I can't stop eating them!" Angie couldn't chew properly, and his speech was a bit unclear.

Yuan Doudou wanted to laugh: "Alright, you eat first, then we can talk."

I was afraid she would spray me in the face.

Angie nodded silently and began to eat earnestly, occasionally glancing at the hamburger on his plate, unsure whether his mother would eat it or not.

"Anji, I'll make fried chicken for you with the rest of this." Yuan Doudou wanted to eat fried chicken too, so she was taking advantage of Anji's generosity.

Angie nodded excitedly. He had only eaten fried chicken once, but he could still remember how delicious it was.

Angie ate one and a half of the two hamburgers, and used the remaining two slices of steamed bun to fill her stomach with plain water and pickled vegetables.

"Anji, go outside and play for a while after you've eaten."

Yuan Doudou prepared egg liquid and flour. She dipped the marinated chicken legs in egg liquid and then in flour, repeating this process three or four times. When dipping in flour, she rubbed the skin upwards with her hands. This would result in the fried chicken legs having fish scale-like patterns. The same steps were followed for the chicken wings.

Heat the oil in a pan until it's about 70-80% hot, then add the chicken legs and wings and fry them slowly.

Deep-fry the chicken wings and drumsticks again, then remove and let them cool.

At noon, Yuan Doudou didn't cook rice, but made noodle soup instead.

I stir-fried a plate of greens and served it with pickled vegetables.

Anji ate a big breakfast and played outside with his friends for half a day until he got hungry and went home.

"Mother, I'm back." He pushed open the door and peeked in.

Yuan Doudou had just placed the noodle soup on the table when she turned to Anji and asked, "Did you have fun playing with Xiaohu?"

Xiao Hu is the child of Aunt Li next door, and he is one year older than Anji.

Angie nodded with a smile: "Brother Xiaohu is very good to me, I like Brother Xiaohu."

"How about we go play with him again this afternoon?" Yuan Doudou helped him wash his hands and pulled him to sit at the table.

"Wow, it's fried chicken." Mom even put some ketchup next to it so he could dip it in.

Yuan Doudou picked up a chicken wing and handed it to him: "Eat up, are you hungry?"

Anji's stomach was growling with hunger, and the aroma of fried chicken made his mouth water.

"Mmm, so delicious!" Angie took a bite. The outside was crispy and crunchy, while the inside was incredibly tender and juicy.

Yuan Doudou took a sip of the noodle soup and couldn't resist grabbing a chicken leg. The meat on the chicken leg was a bit drier than the chicken wing, but it tasted much better than the chicken breast.

It tastes even better with a little chili powder.

Angie's eyes widened: "Mommy, won't you cry from the spiciness?"

He had never eaten chili peppers before, and the smell was pungent to him.

"It's not spicy, it's very fragrant." Without chili peppers, it's soulless.

Anji was full of admiration; his mother was like a superhero in a story, able to eat chili peppers without shedding a tear.

The two of them finished two chicken wings and one chicken leg for lunch.

Yuan Doudou drank a bowl of soup, but Anji couldn't eat anymore and only drank half a bowl.

After the meal, worried that Anji wouldn't be able to digest his food, she finished the housework and took him for a walk around the greenhouse.

On the way back from the greenhouse, I happened to run into the Li family's oxcart. Uncle Li was driving, but An Bihuai was sitting on it.

"DouDou, have you eaten yet?" An Bihua greeted him politely.

Yuan Doudou glanced at Zhuang Shuhui and saw her lying on the cart with a rosy complexion.

"Yes, I've eaten." She didn't ask An Bihuai if he had eaten, because if she did, he would know he hadn't.

An Bihua chuckled, "I thought you hadn't eaten yet, so I invited you to my house to eat. Since you've already eaten, let's do it another day. I'll take your second aunt home first. Thanks to you, your second aunt was able to recover so quickly this time."

He admired Li Tianlang from the bottom of his heart. He had only heard that Li Tianlang was a skilled doctor before, and thought that it was just an exaggeration. But now that he had met him, he realized that Li Tianlang was indeed a master of medicine.

The acupuncture skills were top-notch; the needles were inserted steadily, accurately, and forcefully. Not long after the acupuncture was performed, Zhuang Shuhui regained consciousness.

Before she arrived, Zhuang Shuhui was already delirious and could not recognize her family.

Yuan Doudou pursed her lips and remained silent. After a moment, she looked up at Zhuang Shuhui and said, "It's because my second aunt is so lucky."

Most people would have died long ago. Without a tetanus shot, if they were to get infected, they would certainly die.

An Bihua nodded in agreement with red eyes. Zhuang Shuhui had made many mistakes in the past, but now that she was better, he believed she could be a good person.