The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.
The man seemed to realize that he had done something wrong and apologized quickly, "I'm sorry, Captain Lu, I won't do it again."
After saying that, he fell silent, but Lu Jianan was in a very bad mood.
Song Nanting could even imagine Lu Jianan frowning and looking unhappy, and couldn't help laughing, "Okay, now there must be no one eavesdropping."
It was rare for Song Nanting to act like a spoiled child, but her voice could be so soft and gentle. She herself couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
She reached out and touched her face, it was burning hot.
Lu Jianan on the other side hummed and asked, "Are you used to being at home by yourself?"
Song Nanting felt a little guilty and didn't know how to answer.
Apart from missing him a lot, I have really adapted to Lu Jianan's absence. Picking mushrooms after the rain, tidying up the vegetable garden or digging wild vegetables are all very interesting things.
She wanted to find a job, but there were few job opportunities in the military compound and there was no suitable position for her at the moment, so she could only continue to wait.
"Nanting?"
Song Nanting came back to her senses and quickly replied, "I'm fine, I just miss you a lot."
The atmosphere between the two was about to become tense. Lu Jianan said softly, "I miss you, too. I will go back early after completing my mission."
Song Nanting breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, protect yourself. I can't live without you."
Lu Jianan chuckled, "Don't talk nonsense, didn't you say you wanted to live to be 110? Wait for me."
After hanging up the phone, Song Nanting breathed a sigh of relief.
Today, Lu Jianan is still young and strong, he has quit smoking and is in good health.
Lu Jianan will definitely be able to accompany her until she reaches the age of 110.
As for her?
What’s the point of living that long without Lu Jianan?
After hanging up the phone and paying the money, the two people at the post office whispered, "This is the wife of Captain Lu Jianan."
The other one widened his eyes, "It's her. No wonder Captain Lu likes her. She's so beautiful."
One of them said jokingly, "Didn't you hear how gentle the two of them were talking just now? Captain Lu can also be so gentle."
"Well, it's not that people are not kind, it's just that they haven't met the right person."
The two little girls were chatting with each other.
Song Nanting went straight home after leaving the post office. When passing by the supply and marketing cooperative, she saw a lot of people queuing up. She went over to ask and found out that they were slaughtering chickens. Song Nanting hurried over to queue up.
When she heard the word chicken, Song Nanting's mind was filled with spicy chicken or chicken stewed with mushrooms. There was no cure.
A lot of chickens were brought from the farm, most of them were roosters, and there were very few hens. The occasional hens were several years old.
When it was Song Nanting's turn, the old hen was long gone, so she could only buy a rooster.
If you buy a chicken at this time, the company will not be responsible for slaughtering the chicken. You will have to do it yourself later.
Song Nanting had no image burden. Although she was a little afraid of snakes, she was not afraid of killing chickens. She went back to boil some hot water. While the water was boiling, she took a kitchen knife, pinched the chicken's comb and neck together, put a bowl underneath, and cut a slit in the chicken's neck with the knife.
Blood was flowing out and soon half a bowl was filled.
The chicken was thrown to the ground, but it still struggled fearlessly.
Song Nanting took the chicken blood to the kitchen, sprinkled a little salt on it, and then took out the boiling water.
The rooster was already dead, so Song Nanting put the chicken into a basin, poured boiling hot water on it, and started to pluck its feathers while it was still hot.
It is best to pluck the chicken feathers while the water is hot. Once the water is cold, the feathers cannot be plucked off.
Song Nanting was used to doing this kind of work, and her movements were very quick. It didn't take long for her to completely eviscerate the chicken.
Cut open the belly, take out the internal organs, pick and choose, keep the gizzards, livers and hearts, and discard the rest.
At this time, Song Nanting suddenly felt that she should raise two chickens so that she would have a place to deal with leftovers.
Making a note of this first, Song Nanting took a machete and chopped the chicken into small pieces and then washed it, and then prepared to fry it.
One chicken is too much for one person, so I left half in the kitchen and planned to stir-fry spicy chicken with the rest today.
Thinking of that fragrance, Song Nanting couldn't help drooling.
Turn on the fire and pour in oil. When the oil is hot, add the scallions, ginger, garlic and onions and stir-fry until fragrant. Then grab some crushed chilies and throw them in. Then add the cleaned chicken pieces.
Stir-fry evenly to release the fat, and the aroma of the rooster will fill the air.
Aunt Song pushed the door open and came in. "Nanting?"
Song Nanting came out and shouted, "Godmother, why are you here?"
"I've got something good to bring you." Aunt Song opened the basket and took out a plate, which contained fried eggs with toon sprouts.
Song Nanting suddenly perked up, "There's still this at this time?"
"Of course there isn't any." Aunt Song happily put it in the kitchen and sniffed, "You bought a chicken too?"
Song Nanting nodded. "When it's cooked, you can take some back. But I added chili peppers, so I don't think your sister-in-law can eat it."
"No, there's no shortage of food at home." Aunt Song said with a smile, "Besides, your sister-in-law's mother just caught one a few days ago and hasn't killed it yet. I'm leaving now."
After saying this, Aunt Song left in a hurry again.
Song Nanting found the toon buds so rare that she reached out, picked up a piece and put it in her mouth, then immediately narrowed her eyes.
The fragrance of Chinese toon sprouts is unique, and some people don't like it. Song Nanting didn't like it much before, but now she thinks it's delicious.
Find the pancakes you made a few days ago, wash two garlic sprouts, roll them with toon sprouts, take a bite, and you will feel so satisfied.
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