Zhou Yian was impressed. How could this chicken be so energetic?
He is physically disabled but mentally strong. He even had surgery on his neck, but he is still alive and well.
Stop crying.
It's so scary.
The only thing Zhou Yian was thankful for was that she didn't kill the chicken in the kitchen at that time, but outside.
I didn't dare catch it for fear of making it bleed, so I could only watch the chicken flapping its wings, scaring the other chickens into crow too.
Shivering.
Kill the chicken to honor the chicken.
After a long stalemate, this mighty and unyielding chicken finally died by hitting its head against the wall while escaping.
Maybe he's bled out.
Zhou Yian walked over and carried the chicken back to the kitchen.
It’s a pity that this chicken blood is wasted.
Boil hot water in a pot and prepare to use it for depilation later.
Zhou Yian fetched a basin of water and began to clean up the battlefield again, trying hard to wash away the blood with water, otherwise it would be bad if it scared others.
As soon as you enter, you will see a bloody scene.
Song Songbai was stunned for a moment, "What happened?"
"We have a chicken at home that is too arrogant. It ignores me when I feed it. How can I be happy?" Zhou Yian explained.
"So?" Song Songbai raised his eyebrows and looked at her.
"So, I gave it a knife, but it still refused to obey and ran around everywhere. In the end, it was so angry that it hit its head against the wall and died." Zhou Yian also felt that what he said was ridiculous.
"Then this chicken is quite bad." Song Songbai understood that he wanted to eat chicken.
"Haha, yes." Zhou Yian handed him the basin. "So early today? The other educated youth haven't come back yet."
"Well, there's less work today." Song Songbai took it and helped clean the floor.
"I'll go pluck the chicken," Zhou Yian loosened his arms. The water was still a bit heavy. "How do you want to eat it? Braised chicken or stewed mushrooms?"
"I'm fine with either."
If Song Songbai said anything was fine, then it really was fine, so Zhou Yian did it his own way.
It’s better to eat chicken stewed with mushrooms, as the rooster is more tender at this time.
After removing the hair, the animal was cut open to clean the internal organs, and the stomach was full of food.
This chicken is quite greedy, no wonder it's so fat.
Stew the chicken.
Song Songbai also came into the house with a basin and asked her about the vest, "How was your study this morning?"
"That's great," Zhou Yian promised, "You'll have a new vest to wear in a few days."
"Okay, then I'll wait." Song Songbai smiled.
"Well, let's wait." Zhou Yian calculated that based on her current progress, it would take several days to complete, so she needed to wait.
Other educated youth also came back slowly, and the courtyard gradually became noisy.
Amid the noise of fireworks, Zhou Yian sat with Song Songbai and listened to the crackling sound of burning firewood.
The room is quiet.
The fragrance is everywhere.
When I woke up from my afternoon nap and was about to go to work, the postman from last time came over again.
This time, knock directly on the door.
Song Songbai opened the door.
"Comrade Zhou's house, right? Here's her letter."
"Yes, I am her husband." Song Songbai brought in the letter, "Your letter."
"Here it comes." Zhou Yian stood up and took the letter, "Let me see what it is."
Song Songbai watched her open the letter.
Zhou Yian can read ten lines at a glance.
"Whose? Tian Ye's?" Song Songbai stared at her smiling face.
"This matter hasn't passed yet," Zhou Yian glanced at him, "It's from the newspaper. Both you and Uncle Sun's reports have been published. I have to keep this newspaper as a treasure."
"oh."
"Oh, what?" Zhou Yian saw that his old problem was about to come back, and waved the remittance slip inside. "I made money. I'll treat you to dinner next time."
"Um."
"Okay, okay, let's get to work. No more delays." Zhou Yian pushed him.
Song Songbai followed her to work.
Life is quite comfortable.
In addition to the vest incident, Zhou Yian became ruthless after being pricked by the needle twice.
"What's in your hand?" Song Songbai looked at her hand with some curiosity.
"Gloves." Wear several layers of gloves, and unless you use too much force, the piercing will basically not get stuck.
"Can this still be used to make clothes?" It felt difficult to separate his hands.
"Yes." Zhou Yian struggled hard.
"Or I don't want it anymore." He felt very sad when his hand was pricked.
"What did you say?!" Zhou Yian was unwilling. She had already done half of it, and this person dared to say no. She wanted to beat her up.
"It's nothing, I want it." Seeing her anger, Song Songbai changed his words and said, "I will definitely treasure the vest made by An An."
The main thing is that I have to treasure it, otherwise it will fall apart when I wear it.
"That's pretty good." Zhou Yian felt that except for the messy and ugly seams, her dress was still seamless.
After sewing for a few more days, it was finally done. Zhou Yian gave it as a gift with satisfaction.
Song Songbai tried it on and found it looked good on him.
It's this stitching that I really disagree with.
I think in the future I don’t need gifts like clothes. It’s better to let others earn some money.
It’s also good for making snacks.
Zhou Yian was helpless when he heard his request. He didn't expect that the small snack could conquer his heart. In the past few days, Zhou Yian had eaten less pork jerky than Song Songbai.
Especially since this person doesn't like to eat venison jerky.
Just do it again.
I was thinking of finding some milk so that I could make delicious milk tea.
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In the blink of an eye, it was time for Ge Qiuze and Xu Luyao to get married.
Who wouldn’t be excited to have a feast?
He wanted to give a gift, but at first he didn't know what to give. Later, Song Songbai took a wrapped thermos and woven bamboo on the outside to make it look presentable, so he decided to take it with him.
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