While Yan Qinghong's father and son were talking about their family secrets, the four Yuxiu were busy preparing for the Mid-Autumn Festival. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as the rooster in the village crowed for the second time that day, Yudong and Yuxiu got up and got busy.

Yudong carried a hoe and went to the field of Linglong Mountain to hoe grass before the sun came out.

Yuxiu was busy preparing the family's breakfast first, and after eating early, she could quickly prepare the meal for the festival.

She decided to eat a simple meal in the morning and make porridge and rice the best.

Zhuanghu people, porridge and rice is the most popular when the weather is hot, a large pot is boiled, the porridge is there, the rice is also there, the staple food of the day is all done, saving effort and firewood.

Moreover, the porridge of porridge and rice, the rice grains are crispy, the rice soup is thicker and mellow, and the mouth is fragrant when you drink it.

This porridge and rice are not done well, there will be a situation where the porridge is too thin and the rice is not cooked, Yuxiu originally didn't know how to make it, and she pondered these times, and finally she was able to make a pot of fragrant porridge and rice.

She poked open the stove and lit the fire, put four bowls of rice into the iron pot, poured water and covered the pot. After the water boiled, she took out the rice with a rice spoon and saw that the rice had not yet bloomed, so she fished out about two-thirds of the rice with a fence and poured it into the wooden rice retort, and the rest was to cook porridge.

Add firewood to the stove and continue to burn on the fire, put the rice retort in the small copper pot of the inner stove, and steam it in it by the fire of cooking porridge, which is the lunch at noon.

When the porridge was almost ready, Yushu and the others also got up, and Yudong also came back.

Yushu always woke up very early when she first came home, and now, like Yuliang, she occasionally sleeps in bed.

As soon as Yuliang got up, he went to make trouble with Yan Qingjiang and dragged him out to let him wash up.

Yuxiu served five bowls of porridge, plus a bowl of rice soup on the stove, Yudong sweated a lot, and liked to scoop a bowl of cold rice soup as tea to drink, this bowl of rice soup was specially prepared for him.

The five of them had a good meal, and Yuliang couldn't wait to shout "Kill the chicken, kill the chicken", he couldn't wait to drink the chicken soup.

The hens bought at the market had been kept in the coop, and at this time they were caught and put in the yard with their wings tied.

In the past, they had seen how Yan Qingshan killed chickens, and they also helped the Wang family to fight.

Therefore, I still know what to prepare, hot water, a large wooden bucket, a large bowl of chicken blood, and a cloth bag for chicken feathers...... The things were put away one by one.

Then, the four were dumbfounded.

None of them had ever killed a chicken, and they looked around the hen's neck for a long time.

Yan Qingjiang volunteered to kill the chicken, but Yuxiu was afraid that he would hurt himself because he didn't do it lightly, so he said that his leg was inconvenient, so he asked him to help remove his hair later.

In the end, Yudong, as the boss and the man in charge, picked up the kitchen knife that had been sharpened five times a long time ago.

Yudong pretended to be calm and picked up the chicken wings, and Yuxiu helped grab a chicken foot.

Yudong pointed to a place on the chicken's neck, "It should be here, right?"

Yuxiu glanced at it, "Well, it should be this place." ”

Yudong plucked a few hairs from the chicken's neck, revealing the neck meat.

The chicken knew that death was near, and a few cooes came out of his throat. Yushu and Yuliang saw that the hen was pitiful, and they didn't dare to look at it, so they hugged each other and covered their eyes.

The blue girl was very excited, and kept barking on the side, circling around the chicken.

Yudong slipped the knife on the chicken's neck, there was no blood, and when he looked again, the skin was not broken.

"Hehe, the strength is too small. He said embarrassedly, and cut again, and the blood flowed from the knife in an instant.

Yudong carried the chicken's neck to the top of the bowl to receive blood, and Yuxiu grabbed one chicken foot and made the other foot flutter, but the chicken didn't flutter.

As soon as I took the small half bowl, the blood was gone.

In the past, the chickens killed by Yan Qingshan seemed to be able to receive most of the bowls of blood.

He and Yuxiu looked at each other, is there a little less blood?

"Do you want another cut?"

"Forget it, look at this chicken is not moving, it should be dead, maybe this chicken is not as big as the chickens that my father killed before. Yuxiu concluded with certainty.

Yudong has recently cultivated that everything Yuxiu says is right, and listening to her say this, it feels very reasonable.

The two of them let go, threw the chicken on the ground, and went to carry the big wooden basin with hot water, and they had to quickly throw the chicken into it to remove its feathers.

No, as soon as the chicken hit the ground, it clucked twice and immediately stood up. There was blood on the neck and belly of the chicken, but the chicken was roaming around the yard vigorously.

It also leisurely pecked a few bites of vegetable leaves to eat, and looked sideways at Yudong and Yuxiu.

This scene is so weird!

Yushu and Yuliang screamed in fright and hugged each other.

"Oh, I'm not dead yet, catch it quickly!" Yudong screamed and pounced on it, and Yuxiu stepped forward to help.

The blue girl barked and pounced on her, and the two of them spun around the yard with a dog.

The hen now knows that if she is caught, she will be slaughtered and eaten, and she is not stupid, so she will run away quickly. After a few laps around the yard, the hen ran out of the half-open gate and ran towards the village.

"Who's chickens are coming out!"

"My family, my family, grab it!"

Yudong and Yuxiu chased after them, and the hen ran in front, and under the dying struggle, she ran quite fast.

A few people in the village saw the chicken running out, and hurriedly helped stop it, and finally, in the alley on the edge of the dripping pool, the chicken was stopped.

A few passers-by who helped catch the chicken saw that the chicken had been cut, and when they asked what was going on, they all laughed when they heard that Yudong had killed half of it but not killed it.

Many years later, when Yudong became famous, this news of killing chickens can be taken out by the people of Dongping Village for a long time.

Aunt Hong was washing vegetables by the dripping pool, and saw that Yudong and Yuxiu both had blood spots on their bodies, and the chicken was also bloodstained, so she asked carefully, and couldn't help laughing, "You go home and wait, I'll ask your uncle to teach you how to kill chickens and remove feathers." ”

Jin Fuqing went to their house, saw that the hen was tied to the ground, and was still very energetic, and when he caught it, he also laughed, "Yudong, your knife is sharpened very quickly, but you didn't kill the right place." ”

He pointed to a place in the throat of the chicken to show Yudong, picked up the knife, and cut it in that place, and then it was really bleeding.

It turned out that Yudong's knife did not cut the chicken throat at all.

Jin Fuqing helped kill the chicken, and by the way, he helped to remove the feathers, break the belly, and take out the chicken heart, chicken liver, and chicken gizzard one by one to clean.

"This triangle on the tip of the chicken butt must be cut off, it is very fishy, and it will be ruined when you turn around and turn around with a pot of chicken. Jin Fuqing pointed to a place on the tip of the chicken butt and said, cut it there with scissors, and peeled off a layer of yellow skin on the cleaned chicken gizzard.

"Xiuxiu, quickly take it and find a place to dry, this is a good thing, the chicken is gold, if you accumulate food, bake it, take the water and drink it, and it will be fine immediately." ”

Yudong stayed on the side, gave Jin Fuqing a hand, and by the way, remembered how Jin Fuqing did it.