Half an hour ago, Lin Yajun walked into the kitchen and her eyes fell on the bowl of chopped chicken on the cutting board.
"Aunt Li, let me show off my skills today and cook a delicious dish," Lin Yajun said enthusiastically, quickly rolling up her sleeves, ready to demonstrate her culinary skills.
Seeing this, Li Ma hurriedly stepped forward and said with a worried expression, "Miss, this won't do. The chicken has too strong a fishy smell. You'd better not cook it."
Lin Yajun was not deterred by Li Ma's words. She smiled confidently and reassured her, "Li Ma, don't worry, I have a way to remove the fishy smell. Go and help me start the fire, and I'll be able to finish this dish in no time."
After saying that, Lin Yajun got busy. She skillfully seasoned the chicken pieces, then added two eggs, stirred them well, and then added an appropriate amount of sweet potato starch, so that each piece of chicken was evenly coated with a thin layer of batter.
Next, she placed the pot on the stove, poured in an appropriate amount of oil, and waited for the oil to heat up to about 70-80% before carefully placing the chicken pieces coated in batter into the pot. With a series of sizzling sounds, the chicken pieces quickly rolled in the hot oil, their surfaces frying until golden brown and crispy.
Lin Yajun used a slotted spoon to scoop out the fried chicken pieces and set them aside to cool. After the chicken pieces had cooled slightly, she put them back into the pot to fry them again, which would make the chicken pieces even crispier and more delicious.
In no time, Lin Yajun had prepared the delicious-looking fried chicken. She deftly plated the chicken pieces, picked up the plate, and carefully walked out of the kitchen as if holding a precious treasure.
"Come on, Mr. Zhao, try some of my homemade fried chicken." Lin Yajun walked up to Zhao Canchen with a big smile, picked up the plate with both hands and handed it to him.
Zhao Canchen picked up a piece of golden-brown fried chicken with his chopsticks, blew on it gently, and then put it in his mouth, savoring it carefully.
"Mmm, delicious!" he exclaimed. "This fried chicken is not only incredibly fragrant, but also crispy and tender with juicy meat. It's truly unforgettable!"
As he spoke, he took a small, elegant bite, chewing slowly and enjoying the food.
Seeing that Zhao Canchen had eaten, Lin Daoyan picked up a piece of fried chicken and put it in his mouth. After chewing it a few times, a satisfied smile appeared on his face. "It's really delicious. I've never eaten such delicious fried chicken before."
Lin Songhao made no attempt to hide his excitement. After taking a bite, he exclaimed, "Wow, this fried chicken is so delicious!"
Mrs. Xu also took a bite, smiled and nodded in praise: "Hmm, the taste is really good."
"Come on, Aunt Li, have a piece too." Lin Yajun smiled and waved.
Li Ma stepped forward and couldn't resist picking up a piece of fried chicken to taste. "Miss's cooking is really good!" she praised as she ate, then turned back to the kitchen to continue cooking.
The family happily ate fried chicken, and the rich aroma filled the yard.
Old Mrs. Lin had just returned to her residence and hadn't even had a chance to catch her breath when a rich aroma of meat, as if it had sprouted wings, wafted straight into her nostrils. This pungent smell made her already rumbling stomach rumble even more.
Old Mrs. Lin cursed inwardly. The eldest son's family had gone too far. The second son's family had just lost someone, and they were still enjoying themselves. They were heartless and ungrateful! Thinking of this, her anger erupted like a volcano.
She rushed into the courtyard through the moon gate on the east side like a gust of wind, and started cursing loudly in the direction of the eldest son's family: "You heartless and unfilial descendants! Your niece is in trouble, and you don't even bother to go and see her. You just sit here eating, drinking and having fun! People like you will be punished by heaven sooner or later and be struck by lightning!"
Upon hearing Old Lady Lin's curses, Cheng's grief and anger erupted like a volcano.
She thought of her tragically deceased daughter, the poor child killed by this family! Cheng's tears flowed like a burst dam, unstoppable.
"Waaaaah... It's all your fault that my daughter died!" Cheng cried out as she stormed into the courtyard of the eldest son's house, her voice echoing with endless grief and resentment.
Cheng's emotions were completely out of control, and her eyes were bloodshot.
She bent down, picked up a fist-sized stone from the ground, and without hesitation threw it hard at the figure leaning against the railing, yelling through gritted teeth, "I'll smash you to death!"
The person sitting on the balcony was Zhao Canchen.
Hearing the cries outside, Lin Yajun rushed out of the house and stood right next to Zhao Canchen.
Seeing the stone thrown by Cheng Shi flying rapidly toward Zhao Canchen's head like a meteor, Lin Yajun was startled by the sudden scene. Instinctively, she reached out and pulled Zhao Canchen aside. The stone grazed the hem of Zhao Canchen's clothes and hit the spot where he had been sitting with a "bang," making a pleasant sound.
Seeing that she had missed, Cheng's anger intensified. She cried and cursed, "I'm going to smash you to death today, you bastard!" She bent down to pick up another stone from the ground.
Seeing that the person he was protecting was almost hit by Cheng Shi's stones, Lin Daoyan was furious. He grabbed his long sword and rushed over, raising it to stab Cheng Shi. "You have the guts to throw stones like that! You want to die? I'll grant your wish! I'm going to kill you today, you shrew!"
Lin Daoqing never expected his mother and wife to suddenly do something so crazy.
He caught up and stood in front of the moon gate, momentarily at a loss for what to do.
He saw his wife acting like a madwoman, picking up stones and throwing them around, as if she had lost her mind.
Lin Daoqing was horrified to see that she had almost hit Zhao Canchen, and then he saw his brother step forward with his sword to kill his wife.
"Don't kill her!" He rushed forward and blocked his wife, Cheng Shi, with all his might.
Despite Lin Daoqing's attempts to stop her, Cheng continued to struggle and shout incoherently, "Let me go, I'm going to kill them."
Lin Daoqing turned around and slapped his wife twice hard across the face, shouting angrily, "Are you crazy? Get back here!"
After beating his wife, Lin Daoqing quickly turned around and apologized to Zhao Canchen, saying, "I'm really sorry. Please forgive her this time, considering that we just lost our daughter."
As he spoke, he knelt down with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly and pleading, "Please have mercy and spare my family."
He knew very well that if Zhao Canchen ordered Lin Daoyan to kill Cheng Shi, or even Lin Daoqing's entire family, then killing them would be the end of it, and no one would hold Zhao Canchen accountable.
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