The old lady lived in a three-room tiled house with a yard.
The red iron door looked a bit old, with old chalk marks on it, obviously left by a child. The red paint had completely peeled off, and on both sides of the door were tiles with the words: "May harmony bring prosperity to the family, and may everything go smoothly all year round."
The cement road in the alley is high, and it is obviously low when entering the yard.
"Quack, quack, quack..." The sound of ducks is heard everywhere.
As soon as I entered the yard, I saw a fenced-off piece of land on the right where chickens and ducks were raised, and a lush grape vine grew next to it.
The old woman ran to the right and stopped outside the fence. Her unclear eyes carefully examined the chicks in the pen, as if she had locked onto a target. She pointed at one of them and said, "That one in the corner with a few black hairs on its tail. It doesn't lay eggs. Catch it and kill it for food today."
Shen Yun wanted to say that there was really no need to kill the chicken, but seeing the old lady's attitude, he knew that the chicken had to be killed today. He stopped being shy and said, "Okay! I understand, grandma."
"You guys catch him first, I'll go boil some hot water so I can remove the hair."
The kitchen was just behind them. The old lady went in, put water in the pot, and started to light the fire.
The four of them stood outside the circle and looked at each other.
"Does this job of catching chickens require girls?" Chen Yun looked at Fu An and Xia Yan with an indescribable expression.
"No need." Qi Huan agreed.
"Of course, we need two handsome and quick-eyed men, Mr. Fu and Mr. Xia. The chickens they catch must be delicious."
"Is that a chicken you caught? No, it's grandma's deep love for us!"
Chen Yun began to assist with language and continued to output outside the fence.
Now that things have come to this, it would be inappropriate to force her to resolve the problem with violence.
"I didn't catch a chicken, I stepped on shit." Xia Yan stared at his beloved white shoes and walked into the chicken coop with a look of despair on his face. He paused, turned around, and fixed his eyes on something sinister. "Handsome Fu, come on in."
Fu An couldn't escape, so he had to step in with Xia Yan.
The chicken coop was in a terrible state, and with nowhere to stay, Xia Yan gritted his teeth and turned a blind eye.
The old hens that were originally resting scattered in fear, clucking as they walked.
The two men headed straight for their target. The chicken in the corner was seeking cool air. As the two men gradually approached and began to move, the old hen finally woke up, flapped its wings twice, and prepared to go.
The two men started to make a catching motion with their hands, and the old hen scurried past them like a fire on her butt, then ran towards the big chickens, flapping her wings and clucking a few times, as if to show off her narrow escape.
Xia Yan was a step too slow, not even touching the chicken feathers. He glanced at the person on his right and asked, "Why don't you move?"
Fu An said calmly: "There's nothing I can do. I'm old, and my eyesight and physical strength can't keep up..."
It's just a chicken, no need to do that.
Chen Yun, who was not afraid of trouble, said in a teasing tone, "Chiji, chiji, Xia Yan is trying to catch the hen, but... he can't catch it!"
Qi Huan was so amused that he couldn't help laughing, and looked at the two of them with great sympathy.
Xia Yan was furious. He was already in a bad mood after entering the chicken pen, and the chickens slipped away right under his nose. He turned and looked at Chen Yun. His pretty face was full of a look of watching a show. His face darkened. He was not going to do this job anymore. "If you can do it, then do it. Why are you talking nonsense?"
Xia Yan had just taken two steps when Chen Yun pointed at the chicken coop and shouted, "Xia Yan, look at the one with the black tail hair at eleven o'clock. That's it. Catch it. You are the best."
This is not the way to praise children nowadays.
Xia Yan really wanted to walk away, letting anyone who wanted to eat the chicken eat it! But his steps involuntarily turned towards the old hen.
Fu An also came over, and the two of them realized that they had to catch this chicken today. Staying for another second would put themselves in this situation. It would be better to go all out and catch it as soon as possible to get out of the chicken coop.
God will not let down those who work hard. No matter how agile and nimble the old hen was, she was defeated by the siege of the two men.
"Wow!"
"You two look so cool catching chicks, so effortless!"
Chen Yun stood beside the green grape vines, smiling happily, and raised his hands to clap his hands to the rhythm.
The praise is extremely perfunctory.
The knife rose and fell, and the red bricks on the ground were stained with chicken blood. The old hen flapped its wings for a while and then died.
No one could tell that she had a slender figure and was so calm that she could kill a chicken without blinking an eye.
It’s not uncommon for girls to kill chickens, but Xia Yan was far less surprised than the scene before him. He raised his hand and touched his neck unconsciously.
"You killed the chicken very neatly." Fu An praised. Out of the corner of his eye he saw that the chicken, which was still warm in his hand just now, was now lying motionless on the ground.
"Practice makes perfect..." Chen Yun didn't take it seriously and walked into the kitchen. "Grandma, the chicken is ready."
No, how can practice make perfect? It's not like he's ever been in a chicken slaughterhouse. Before they could say anything else, Shen Yun moved away.
Xia Yan stamped his feet a few times, suppressing the chill in his heart, and said, "I must throw away these shoes!"
It was obvious that Xia Yan was very disgusted, with a frown on his face and an unhappy look.
"What size do you wear?" Fu An suddenly asked while staring at his shoes.
Cheyenne looked puzzled by the question and replied, "Forty-two, what's wrong?"
Upon hearing this, Fu An's eyes lit up and he spoke warmly, "What a coincidence, I also have a size 42. I can pick it up wherever you drop it later, clean it, and save tens of thousands."
These new shoes cost tens of thousands of dollars. It would be a big loss if I don’t pick them up.
Xia Yan was speechless for a moment. After hearing what Fu An said, he didn't have to throw away the shoes. But was Fu An really that broke? There would be a penalty for terminating the contract before the end of the term, and it would be very high. He had never met him before and didn't know him well.
I couldn't help but ask, "I heard you want to terminate the contract. How much is the penalty?"
It's not a breach of contract. "There is no penalty, it's just not renewed when it expired." When Fu An signed the contract with the company, the minimum contract was five years. The company looked glorious on the surface, but deep down they didn't treat the artists as individuals. It was okay for the famous ones, but for those like him who were unknown in the early stage, they would squeeze them dry as long as they could.
Not long after, Chen Yun brought out a basin of hot water and placed it on the ground.
Qi Huan, who had been motionless, walked over to the bled chicken, bent down, picked up the chicken leg, and stood next to the hot water basin. "What should we do next?"
Chen Yun looked at the steam rising from the boiling water and joked, "Who among you has ever been in a frying pan? Come over and give the chicken a bath and pluck its feathers."
"I haven't been in a frying pan before, but I have climbed a mountain of knives. How about you teach me how to get out of a frying pan?" Xia Yan squatted beside the basin, looking at Chen Yun with clear eyes, and asked very humbly.
Shen Yun glanced at him, his little thoughts vividly visible, and nodded immediately, "Sure, come, call me Master, and I'll waive your apprenticeship ceremony."
Xia Yan snorted softly, looking at the scalding water. She was really ruthless and even took advantage of her at this point. He wanted to do something bad, and said with a long tail tone, "Master, please teach me."
Chen Yun took the chicken from Qi Huan's hand and said smugly, "Come, praise your master for his kindness and great fortune."
Xia Yan couldn't hide his intention of stabbing someone with a knife.
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