When Song Chunling woke up, it was already noon.
She stretched, got up from the bed, and fixed her newly curled hair. As usual, she pulled up her sleeves to reveal two shiny gold bracelets on her wrists.
As soon as I walked out, I smelled the aroma of rice coming from the kitchen, which seemed to be chicken soup.
In Jiang Ling's room, Qi Hesheng brought his two children and was having fun with Jiang Ling. Laughter could be heard from the room from time to time.
I originally wanted to play for a while and then have lunch.
Little did he know that Song Chunling downstairs had already taken out the tableware and was ready to eat alone.
Qi Hesheng stewed a pot of black chicken soup in a casserole for almost three hours, and the aroma of the black chicken came out.
Song Chunling picked two black chicken legs, scooped away a large bowl of soup, and tore the meat off the black chicken bit by bit.
In just half an hour, she had eaten the whole black chicken.
I was full just by eating the meat. I reluctantly drank a sip of the chicken soup, but when I felt I couldn't drink any more, I poured it directly into the casserole.
When Qi Hesheng brought Jiang Ling and the child out, Song Chunling was sitting at the dining table burping.
On the table in front of her were two chicken leg bones.
As for the rest, she only tore the flesh, so there were no other traces.
Even so, Qi Hesheng couldn't help but frown when he saw the two thigh bones of the black chicken.
It seems that this is really just as Jinfeng said, he found a mother.
Qi Hesheng opened his mouth and wanted to say a few words of blame, but suddenly he remembered how Jiang Ling covered her stomach in the morning, so he swallowed his words back.
Never mind, it’s just two chicken legs, it’s not like he can’t afford it.
Qi Hesheng was trying to persuade himself in his heart until he opened the casserole and saw that there was only the bone frame of the black chicken left inside. He felt sick all over.
I felt a surge of energy and blood flowing from the soles of my feet to the top of my head, "Sister Chun, where is the black-bone chicken I stewed all morning?"
Song Chunling picked her teeth and pretended to be stupid as she looked at Qi Hesheng, "Isn't it in the casserole?"
"I mean, the meat of my black chicken! That black chicken weighs at least three pounds. If I calculate one pound of bones, that should be two pounds of meat, right?" Qi Hesheng asked angrily.
"Oh, you're talking about that! Xiao Qi, you've never given birth to a child, so you don't know that all the nutrients are in the soup. The chicken stewed in the soup is not as nutritious as the cabbage." Song Chunling said.
Qi Hesheng said coldly: "So, you ate it all by yourself?"
Seeing that Qi Hesheng was about to get angry, Song Chunling quickly looked at Jiang Ling as if asking for help.
Although Jiang Ling was embarrassed, she still spoke up for her, "A Sheng, forget it, it's just a little food, we can drink soup. Xiao Mao and Xiao Ni are still young anyway, drinking soup is better than eating chicken!"
Jiang Ling's words forced Qi Hesheng to suppress his anger.
He didn't say a word during lunch. Except for a few words to the two children while feeding them, he didn't say anything else.
After dinner, he said to Song Chunling, "Sister Chun, there's a basin of clothes soaking outside. Go wash them. Wash the dishes later too!"
Song Chunling curled her lips and was not very willing to go.
"Xiao Qi, how about I take care of it..."
"I'll take care of Xiaoling and the children. After you finish washing the clothes and dishes, come to my room and I'll go out. Don't take too long. I have work to do in the afternoon!" Qi Hesheng ordered Song Chunling with an expressionless face.
Seeing that she could no longer hide away, Song Chunling reluctantly went to the yard to wash clothes.
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