Chapter 46 Is that our chicken?

Author: floating life swaying

Chapter 46 Is that our chicken?

"Are you done muttering? Come over for dinner when you're done muttering."

Yan Weimin set out the food, bowls and chopsticks, and then called a few people over. Zheng Xiuxiu also washed her face and changed into clean clothes, looking refreshed.

"I'm done muttering, let's eat now, braised pork, braised pork, braised pork!"

As soon as he heard about the meal, Yan Sheng ran the fastest and immediately ran over to wash his hands and sit down.

Today I made half a catty of braised pork, cucumbers with peanuts, fried bitter gourd with eggs, and a vegetable and lean meat soup. They are all home-cooked dishes, but they contain meat and eggs. They are all hard dishes. Even Pan Wenbin didn’t have to choose.

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"My sister-in-law's cooking is very delicious. She is almost as good as me, a person who specializes in cooking."

He tasted the food and complimented with a smile.

"No, it's all done through practice."

Speaking of this, Zheng Xiuxiu felt a little emotional. She lowered her eyes and smiled softly. Thinking of the days when she was at home without touching anything, it seemed like a dream.

"Uncle Bin, try it. Which dish is fried by my father and which dish is fried by my mother? Can you tell?"

Jian Xingxing asked crisply while swaying her little feet to drink the soup.

"Luckily, can you taste it?"

Pan Wenbin threw the question back with a smile on his face.

"Of course, these dishes are all made by my mother. Only the fried bitter gourd with eggs is made by my father. Mom and Dad, am I right?"

Jian Xingxing raised her chin proudly, and if she put two hairs on her head, she would become a proud little peacock.

"Really, how did you guess it right?"

Yan Weimin was shocked. Could it be that he was a natural master of cooking and could tell who cooked it just by tasting it? His cooking skills were similar to Xiu Xiu's, and he himself couldn't tell the difference between their dishes.

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"I guess she heard her mother say that there was only one dish left that was not fried. You said you would come, and then when she tasted it, the fried bitter gourd with eggs was the hottest, and she guessed it right away, right, lucky?

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Yan Xing raised his eyebrows and looked at Jian Xingxing, who pursed her lips and snickered like a little fox.

"Yes! Big brother is so awesome!"

Jian Xingxing smiled softly, showing her cute little fangs, and gave Yan Xing a thumbs up.

"Everyone is a human being."

Yan Weimin didn't expect it to be a guess. He couldn't help laughing and complaining.

"Of course, we are all smart little babies!"

Jian Xingxing held the bowl and smiled proudly, her dimples looming.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Everyone burst into laughter.

The meal was very pleasant, during which not only did Yan Weimin and Pan Wenbin reminisce about the past, but also several children gave advice on his pursuit of He Haifei. When it came to the end, even Zheng Xiuxiu couldn't help but participate.

"Sending flowers can also take many forms, not just bunches of wild flowers, you can weave them into garlands, bracelets, etc. Haifei often has to work in the fields, you can also send them on a straw hat or in a basket,

The small basket is decorated with some flowers.

This is both beautiful and practical, and Haifei might like it."

"Wow! What a great idea, Mom!"

Jian Xingxing's eyes widened and she couldn't help sighing. It seems that professionals are still needed to appear! Xiao Hong, the completion of this mission is just around the corner!

"Then let's do it. Let's divide the work and cooperate. Let's take action and collect a lot of wild flowers first!"

"good!"

"good!"

Everyone unanimously agreed that everyone was worried about Pan Wenbin's life-long event.

After the meal, Pan Wenbin and his four and a half-year-old children took the lead and went to the back mountain. There are many beautiful wild flowers growing on the mountains and along the creek. They are colorful and are very suitable for making wreaths.

Yan Weimin and Zheng Xiuxiu first washed the dishes and tidied the house, and then set out to pick wild lilies. Those flowers have branches and can be sent as bouquets.

On the other side, He Jiazhi observed for two days and found that the team was calm. The Yan family was neither looking for a chicken nor dissatisfied with the team's scolding. He was a little puzzled. Is the Yan family holding back some big move?

But the chickens not only wanted to eat, but also crowed and pooped. He had tied the chickens' mouths and secretly hid them in his room for the past two days. He didn't give them anything to eat these two days. It felt like they were hungry.

I lost weight due to hunger, and I also pooped, making me so dirty and disgusting.

He didn't want to wait any longer, so he ate the chicken immediately and destroyed the body. Anyway, he hadn't been found here for two days. It was impossible to find him as soon as he ate the chicken today, right?

Wait for him to bury the chicken feathers and bones and see who can find them on him!

Sometimes people always poison themselves, but they don't know it.

He Jiazhi is a few years older than Yan Weimin, but he is still a bachelor because he has such a bad temper that he always seems to want to hit anyone he talks to.

When I was young, I scared away many girls on blind dates, but I couldn't change my bad temper. If I got reckless, I would even beat my brother and my younger siblings. Even my younger siblings who were in their twenties and thirties still beat me, so I just beat my parents.

The family members couldn't stand him, and they didn't want to worry about whether they were in love or not. They asked the team leader to approve a homestead for him and let him live alone. So now He Jiazhi lives alone in Lihoushan.

The far one is not on the other side of the woods. It is on another road, but it is also close to the back mountain.

There are not many homes at the foot of the mountain, and the distance between each home is at least ten meters, so even if He Jiazhi eats chicken, no one will smell the smell of his home, so he is very safe.

In addition, it was past meal time, and everyone was either taking a nap, or going to the team center or the village to chat and have a good time. No one passed by his door, let alone noticed him.

He Jiazhi thought he had thought it through very carefully, so he boldly boiled water in a pot, killed the chicken and plucked its feathers. He wanted to have a good meal today!

"Chicken, chicken, it's your bad luck too. Whoever you say is bad for pecking is coming to peck me. Am I, He Jiazhi, someone easy to bully?"

I remember when someone touched me while walking, I would beat him on the head and bleed bloody. If you dare to peck me, let alone I wear shoes, even if I am wearing iron, you can't do this!

I will give you a pleasure today, and it will be considered a good deed on your part to allow me to eat meat."

He Jiazhi randomly picked the fattest one, cut its neck and bled it. After draining a bowl of blood, the chicken was completely silent. He whistled while scalding the chicken in boiling water and began to pluck out its feathers.

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"I'll kill the remaining one tomorrow. I'll eat it for two days and it'll still be this fat and oily hen. It's great!"

A big smile appeared on He Jiazhi's dark and rugged face. The more he thought about it, the happier he became and even hummed a song.

That's right, he stole the two hens from Yan Weimin's house. There was no special reason, just because a chicken pecked him. He was so angry that when he saw that the chickens entered through the door of Yan's house, he made a note of it.

, that night he immediately broke into Yan's house and stole the chicken.

But it had been too long since I had caught a chicken, so I let one of the chickens escape and ran to the back of Su Xiaoqin's house, where I caught it again.

As for Jian Xingxing's little schoolbag, it was stolen easily. If you sell it to others, you should be able to sell it for a few bucks. His grudge-holding temperament was clearly pecked by a chicken. He not only wanted to kill two chickens, but even

He even started to have opinions on the Yan family.

His eyes are smaller than the tip of a needle, he is vindictive and irritable. It is no wonder that his family cannot stand him.

While he was plucking the feathers of the chicken, Yan Xing and others slowly walked over from not far away.

"I won't go to the woods anymore. It's too scary. Fortunately, there is still this road that can go to the mountains. Brother, we won't go to that place to find bird's nests in the future."

Jian Xingxing was held by Yan Xing. He patted his heart with his other hand and said with lingering fear, his fleshy little face full of fear.

Originally she wasn't afraid, but when she thought about her eldest brother being chased by a madman over there for a long time, he would definitely leave a psychological shadow, and he was embarrassed to say it, so she helped him remember it, since he would definitely not go there anyway.

, my mother also said not to go.

"Okay, I listen to you, I won't go."

Yan Xing nodded calmly, and they walked closer and closer, chatting and laughing. When they turned the corner and were only twenty meters away from He Jiazhi's house, Jian Xingxing suddenly hissed, pointed to the front and whispered excitedly.

"Brother! Look, Uncle Jiazhi is killing a chicken! There are many eggs in the chicken's belly! Is that our chicken? How could anyone kill a chicken that is still laying eggs?"

With Jian Xingxing's height and perspective, she could clearly see through the gap in the fence that He Jiazhi was killing a chicken and disemboweling it in the yard in the distance. He also took out a string of small unlaid eggs from the chicken's belly.

This chicken is clearly an egg-laying hen, and He Jiazhi’s size 46 feet also match the footprints left behind!

Yan Xing and Yan Nan immediately squinted their eyes and looked over with murderous intent.
Chapter completed!