The chicken that was sent was temporarily tied by Chen Man in the bamboo forest.
Very good, in the early morning, it successfully made its presence felt.
Chen Man gradually became manic amidst the sounds of "Go Go Go~~".
Kill it! Kill it! Kill it and eat it!
Spicy chicken, stewed chicken, roasted chicken, fried chicken... pictures of delicious chicken dishes kept flashing through Chen Man's mind.
But she didn't dare to kill the chicken, so she just remembered it.
After breakfast, Chen Man came out of her exclusive leisure area. The sun shone into the bamboo forest. The big, proud and heroic rooster beside the bamboo forest opened its stinky mouth and said, "Hoohoo~"
"Ah! That's so noisy! Shut up!"
Chen Man was going crazy. What kind of chicken was crowing in the middle of the morning?
Xiaolangman: You own half of my military medals. Let’s eat chicken together tonight!
send.
Humph, even if I don’t dare to kill you, there will always be someone who dares to kill you.
Xu Junyang has been busy for several months and now he finally has some free time, sitting in the village on duty.
When his cell phone rang, he opened it.
Just a casual glance and my scalp went numb.
I took the phone and looked at it carefully, then I realized that my eyesight was not very good.
Xiaolangman: You own half of my military medals. Let’s eat chicken together tonight!
Just finished watching it, the next second.
"Xiaolang·Man" withdrew a message
"Heh~" Xu Junyang let out a dull yet joyful laugh from his chest.
This smile stunned Secretary Li, who was writing a performance and integrity report opposite him.
Since I met him, his expression was almost always calm, with at most a gentle and humble smile. When had he ever been so unbridled?
"What's so funny? I've never seen you like this before."
Xu Junyang restrained his smile and said, "What a joke."
Secretary Li smiled indifferently, maybe he was in love.
I continued to bury my head in copying. As someone who hasn't read many books, writing this kind of thing is really a life-threatening task.
Fortunately, the internet is well developed nowadays. But even so, many things need to be modified to suit your own needs and to be tailored to your actual situation.
If Xu Junyang had been replaced by another young man, he might not have suffered so much. He could have just asked someone to write it for him.
He didn't dare to give orders to Xu Junyang.
Xiaolang·Man: I don't dare kill the chicken Jiahao sent me. I think I should share it with you; you're the one who's doing the most good. I don't dare kill it, do you? Kill it and let's eat it!
Xu Junyang couldn't suppress the smile on his face.
Why is she so funny? Did the chicken provoke her?
Xu Junyang: Boil the water, come back in the afternoon and call my grandfather to kill him, he dares.
Chen Man was shocked.
Oh my god! She replied so quickly, did he see it?!
Ah~~~
Let her die!!
Chen Man has already made up her mind to take this opportunity to invite Xu Junyang and his family over for a meal.
I had planned this a long time ago, but because we were not very familiar with each other, now that we are slowly getting to know each other, I would like to take this opportunity to thank this family for taking care of me and my grandmother.
Chen Man had already agreed with Jun Yang's grandmother to have dinner at her house tonight.
Jun Yang's grandmother was trying to refuse, but Chen Man said, "Grandma, just think of it as accompanying my grandma for a meal. My family is just me and my grandma, and there are always a few people missing at the dinner table. It's so quiet, and it's been a while since anyone has been there to keep her company."
When Junyang's grandmother heard this, she immediately agreed.
Nowadays, having a meal is not a big deal. It is normal to be invited by the host to have a meal. It is not like the past when you had to worry about eating other people's food and leaving them with nothing to eat.
However, for something like this where you have to greet someone in advance, it is better to have a suitable reason.
So Chen Man spent the whole day in the kitchen preparing meals with Jun Yang's grandmother, while her grandmother sat in the leisure area, warming herself by the fire and chatting with Jun Yang's grandmother from time to time.
Chen Man had a lot of fun learning how to make tofu at home for the first time.
"I didn't expect tofu at home could be made like this. It looks quite simple."
Junyang's grandmother said: "Before we had soy milk machines, we had to use a stone mill. It was very slow and one person couldn't do it. It took at least two people, one to push the mill and the other to add beans, and then they would switch. It was very tiring even for one person."
"That's fun, too."
Chen Man was quite envious of that time when everyone didn’t play with their cell phones, but gathered together to chat while doing the things at hand.
What a wonderful day.
In the end, they didn't wait for Xu Junyang to come back to kill the chicken. Junyang's grandmother knew that she was going to kill the chicken, so she asked Junyang's grandfather to kill the chicken early, pluck the feathers, chop it up, and cook it.
Hey, what a delicious pot of chicken soup.
After four o'clock, Xu Junyang bent down and walked into the kitchen from the main room.
"Are you here?" Chen Man remembered what happened in the morning after she greeted him, and the muscles at the corners of her mouth twitched suddenly.
This is so embarrassing that I can't even look at the muscles.
After a busy day, I forgot about the embarrassment.
But anyway, a slip of the tongue isn't a capital offense. She just pretended nothing happened, lelelele~
"Have you killed the chicken?" He looked at the bowl full of chicken soup.
"I've been starving waiting for you. Serve the dishes on the table and call your grandfather to come and eat." Jun Yang's grandmother retorted him.
Xu Junyang brought the full bowl of chicken soup to the table before walking out and calling him grandpa.
There are five people at the table, and there are seven or eight dishes on the table.
"I'll pour you some juice." Chen Man took out a disposable cup and poured each person a glass of orange juice. This reminded her of the Mid-Autumn Festival when they said he couldn't drink. What was going on?
Junyang’s grandmother had also said at the dinner table that he should stay at home to take care of his health and not overwork himself.
Maybe he was sick and went back to the countryside to recuperate.
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