Su Yuehua held the kitchen knife in her hand, and when she turned around, she saw Shen Chengyi standing blankly at the kitchen door.
Shen Chengyi was frightened by her action of holding the kitchen knife and instantly came to his senses, "What are you doing with the knife."
"Kill the chickens!" One of the two old hens that Village Chief Shen gave her was kept on the balcony. It didn't lay eggs and was always clucking for no reason. Su Yuehua had wanted to kill it for a long time.
"Let me do it." Shen Chengyi was worried that she would hurt herself with the kitchen knife, so he snatched the knife from her hand.
He rolled up his sleeves, revealing his muscular arms. He held a kitchen knife in one hand and grabbed the hen's wings with the other. Just as he was about to chop the hen's neck, Su Yuehua called out, "Chengyi, wait a minute. I'll get a bowl to catch the blood."
Su Yuehua ran to the kitchen, found a soup bowl, poured enough soybean oil into the bottom of the bowl, and brought it out.
She held the bowl with both hands, put it under the chicken’s neck, and directed Shen Chengyi: “Chengyi, cut the chicken’s neck and let the blood flow out. I’ll add some chopped green onions and steam it later, so that we can have another dish tomorrow.”
Shen Chengyi didn't know when he had gotten used to following Su Yuehua's orders.
After killing the two chickens, Su Yuehua remembered that she had forgotten to boil water. How could she pluck the chickens without hot water?
She glanced at Shen Chengyi and saw him staring at her in a daze, and she felt guilty for no reason.
It seems that the original owner doesn't know any of these.
Shen Chengyi saw that she was thinking about something, and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
"No, nothing." Su Yuehua found that she stuttered a lot when she spoke. She tried to calm herself down and said, "Chengyi, do I need to use hot water to remove the feathers from the chicken? I've seen my aunt kill a chicken, but I can't remember it."
"You take a rest. Leave the feathering to me." Shen Chengyi carried two slaughtered old hens into the kitchen.
After working the night shift last night and being busy again after returning home, Su Yuehua was already sleepy.
The next morning, the sun shone through the window and Su Yuehua got up.
She heard some noise in the kitchen and walked over to see Shen Chengyi hunched over the chopping board, cutting vegetables. Because the fire was lit in the room and it was a little hot, he wore a shirt tied at his waist, which made his broad shoulders and narrow waist particularly obvious.
Especially when the knife is raised and lowered, the arms move slightly and the waist follows to exert force.
Those bulging muscles are particularly pleasing to the eye.
As I thought about it, my thoughts gradually became unhealthy.
Oops! She slapped her forehead. What was she thinking about? Even if Shen Chengyi was delicious, he couldn't eat it. Now it was hard to even have enough food and clothing. What was she still thinking about?
Shen Chengyi's back was like his eyes bulged, and he turned to look at Su Yuehua.
Seeing this made her feel uneasy. She pulled the corners of her mouth to hide her inner panic, walked forward and asked: "Chengyi, what are you doing? Let me help you."
“I just chopped the chicken, you can stew it after dinner.” Shen Chengyi was still a little worried after he said that, and added: “If you don’t know how to cook, wait for Sister Qiuju to come. She told me yesterday that she would come over after she finished her work at home.”
You little brat, who are you looking down on? Of course, Su Yuehua only dared to say this in her heart at this time.
"Don't worry. I'll be watching while mom is cooking the New Year's Eve dinner!"
After breakfast, Su Yuehua stewed the chicken for a while, and then Sister Qiuju came over.
As soon as she entered the kitchen, she said, "Yuehua, what are you stewing? It smells so good, and your Chengyi said you can't cook."
"Sister-in-law, you are here. I just stewed the old hen I brought from my hometown." Su Yuehua said, picking up a piece of braised pork that she had stewed in advance for Sister Qiuju, "Sister-in-law, come and try my cooking skills."
"I just arrived and I'm eating meat before I even start working." Sister Qiuju took the braised pork with a smile and put it in her mouth. It was sweet and soft.
She looked at the pot of meat stewed in a casserole, thought for a moment and then reminded him: "Yuehua, you were fooled by the butcher."
"No! I looked carefully when I bought the meat. The meat is very fresh." She was not like the original owner who had never done any dirty work and could not be cheated when buying a piece of meat.
Based on her experience in shopping, the pork belly she bought has little fat and is fresh, so it can be said to be a top-quality piece of meat.
As soon as Sister Qiu Ju saw her expression, she knew that she was young and had no life experience. She sighed and said, "Buy meat with fat and thick fat, so that it can be used to make fat. Your meat looks like it was picked out by the leftovers."
If it weren't for Sister Qiuju's reminder, Su Yuehua would have really overlooked this point. Nowadays, most people don't have enough water in their stomachs, so they prefer to buy fatty meat.
Unlike many people in later generations who suffer from three highs and cannot eat fatty meat.
She pretended to be modest and said, "Sister-in-law, thanks to you for reminding me. I really didn't understand these things. I got off the night shift and rushed to the morning market a little late. I saw that the two pieces of meat left at the butcher stall were quite fresh, so I took both."
Sister Qiu Ju patted her chest and said proudly, "Yuehua, you have to learn from me about how to make a living. My wife earns a meager salary, and we have to support three sons and send money back home. If you weren't as frugal as I am, you would have been broke."
"Otherwise, how can I say that you, sister-in-law, are the best! You are my idol." Su Yuehua's praises almost made sister-in-law Qiuju fly. Who doesn't like to hear nice things!
"Yuehua, you are just sweet-mouthed and good at talking, and you always pick up things that sister-in-law likes to hear."
Shen Chengyi stood at the kitchen door, watching the two of them talking and laughing, a smile appeared on his unchanging face.
During this period, Su Yuehua has changed a lot, but he does not reject it at all, and is even happy about it.
Especially when she talks or laughs, it always makes people feel better unconsciously.
While talking, Su Yuehua just remembered that she forgot to buy wine. She wanted to call Shen Chengyi to buy it, but when she turned around, she met him with an ambiguous look, “Chengyi, I forgot to buy wine.”
Shen Chengyi came back to his senses from his thoughts and responded, “I’ll go buy it now.”
After Shen Chengyi left, Sister Qiuju asked mysteriously, “Yuehua, did your Chengyi tell you?”
"What did you say?" Su Yuehua didn't know what Sister Qiuju was referring to.
Sister Qiuju guessed that Shen Chengyi might not have told her, "Your family's Chengyi has been promoted and accepted his fate, but I don't know why the rumors are getting more and more outrageous, saying that your family's Chengyi contributed you for the promotion."
"Contribute? What can sister-in-law contribute?" Su Yuehua frowned slightly and looked at sister-in-law Qiuju.
Sister Qiu Ju knew that this was too harsh, so she quickly pulled back the topic, "Cheng Yi's ability is obvious to all, but these gossipers are too harsh, saying that your Cheng Yi was promoted this time because he saved Chief Rong, and in order to please Chief Rong, they asked you to take care of him personally."
This was pure jealousy, and Su Yuehua laughed. "Sister-in-law, as a nurse, it is my duty to take care of patients. I also believe in Cheng Yi's ability."
"That's right! You work in the hospital, isn't it normal for you to take care of Chief Rong? Those old ladies in the light bulb factory love to gossip all the time. We can just wait until the military housing building is completed and then move in." Sister Qiuju also became angry.
This is not just gossip, this is a pure conflict of interest. Su Yuehua hesitated for a long time before asking, "Sister-in-law, who are the people competing with Cheng Yi for the battalion commander this time?"
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