Spring goes to autumn, the village has entered the harvest season, every household has put other things aside, and the villagers have devoted themselves to the great cause of the first harvest season and the second season of planting, and the Lin family is naturally no exception. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoFather Lin enters the holidays, he doesn't have to go to the school to teach, and leads the whole family to the field to harvest grain every day.

Lin Qing followed the bumpy run to deliver food, but most of the time she was decorating quails at home, and at this time she was sitting on a small bench, pulling her hair, wondering if she had to take a new step.

During this time in the countryside, she deeply understands the essence of hard work, and the spirit of the farmer uncle is definitely worthy of high praise, but when it comes to letting her go to the field in person, there are inevitably some obstacles, not because she is afraid of being tired, but because she is really afraid of leeches, earthworms, loaches and other creatures churning in the soil. Imagine leeches sucking blood on their legs and, rumorably, burrowing into their bodies; Earthworm softness, slippery, drilled around, stepping on it can't be stepped on, broken into a few sections and still squirming, very scary, very disgusting, wood?!

In the past, all kinds of small reptiles occasionally seen in the "animal world" made her shiver when they were fluffy under a magnifying glass or microscope.

Fortunately, the east is not bright and the west is bright, she still has life skills that can be lit, and her cooking is delicious, which is exercised by being single in her small apartment for a long time. A few simple dishes, under her craftsmanship, can magically transform into delicious dishes, which is one of her few talents that can barely be taken out to show off. Therefore, after showing her hands a few times, the Lin family let her do simple dishes, after all, she is not very old, Aunt Lin is still the main force, Lin Qing feels that she has to exercise this craft, if she can't farm in the future, she can have multiple ways out, and be a cook or something, which is also a craft to make a living.

But unfortunately, the craft also has hard wounds! In modern society, the chicken, duck, fish, etc., all have related chains to help you prepare, and even pork is cut and then sold.

Modern people, in addition to food slaughterers and individual sales personnel, which family in the city needs to deal with life personally, but it is different in ancient times, there are many domestic animals and plants, except for large cattle and sheep to be handled by several families, most of them are slaughtered by themselves, so at present, in addition to fish and shrimp, Lin Qing will not and dare not kill. Right now, she's standing outside the chicken coop struggling with what to do.

"Girl, have you killed the chicken? Your grandmother will arrive later, and the hen will be stewed early. Aunt Lin's urging voice came from the kitchen, today, Lin Qing's grandmother and grandfather and other relatives are going to come from Xiaodong Village to walk around, Aunt Lin gets up early in the morning to be busy, and wants to prepare a sumptuous meal to entertain guests, Lin Qing naturally wants to help.

She had been hanging by the coop for a quarter of an hour, and the thought of ending a chicken's life herself made her feet limp. She has eaten a lot of chickens, and was once ridiculed by her sister as the reincarnation of a weasel, but she has never killed it herself!

Finally the chicken coop was opened, Lin Qing grabbed a relatively small chicken with trembling hands, and the feeling of grasping chicken feathers made her whole hair stand up involuntarily. The hen in her hand seemed to have a premonition of her tragic fate and struggled desperately. Imitating the movements he learned on TV before, Lin Qing took out a kitchen knife, replaced it with a chicken wing with one hand, his heart was ruthless, his eyes were closed, and he silently recited a sentence of Amitabha, and wiped a handful on the neck of the chicken.

As a result, due to excessive tension and lack of strength, seeing the chicken that had been cut in his hand break free and run around the yard, the miserable gurgling sound filled the entire yard, and the chicken feathers and chicken blood flew all over the small yard, Lin Qing suddenly felt that the whole person was not good.

Because the movement was too loud, Aunt Lin came out of the kitchen and saw a mess in the yard. The coop overturned, and the rest of the chickens ran out and clucked, running in all directions; The basket in the corner of the wall also fell over, and the freshly harvested beans were kicked halfway out; At the doorway was a half-dead hen struggling to get up; There is also a chicken feather, stunned daughter......

She sighed slightly, and said helplessly: "Xiaoqing, go wash the dishes, and hand over the hen to me to kill." ”

"Oh? Oh. Lin Qing was stunned, mechanically handed the kitchen knife to Aunt Lin, and then stood aside.

Aunt Lin grabbed the chicken in three strokes and divided five by two, and came to the side of the bowl that received blood in a few steps, and as soon as the gesture was adjusted, the hen was tightly pulled, and the chicken's neck was exposed.

Seeing Aunt Lin's smooth movements, Lin Qing gritted his teeth and shouted, "Slow!" ”

Aunt Lin, who was about to kill the chicken, was simply taken aback, and turned her head to look at it like a shell, only to see her daughter's red face, her voice softened, and Ai Ai said: "Mother, wait, I'll kill you." ”

She paused, looked at her girl with a chicken feather on her head, and crept over like a thief.

She reluctantly handed the chicken and the knife to her daughter, and saw that she took it seriously, with a righteous and awe-inspiring expression, as if she was going to do something big, her eyes stared at the chicken's neck, her gaze turned to fierce, and finally, uh, in fact, she didn't have too much strength and cut a knife on the chicken's neck.

Lin Qing stared at the chicken that continued to bleed, and thought to himself, little hen, why don't you just hang it up, at least suffer less.

Perhaps the hen also received this resentment, and felt that it was too tormented to not die, because in addition to the pain in the neck, the two wings were also to be broken by the unskilled worker, and at last, the hen struggled a few times, and received the bento as she wished.

The rich chicken blood flowed into the bowl prepared first, and Lin Qing quietly watched as the chicken in his hand gradually stopped struggling, and finally died. The blood in the bowl was extraordinarily red, like an inextricable red silk, she was a little dizzy, and the cold sweat on her back poured out.

When she came back to her senses, she shook her head violently, and did not come to her senses until she stared at the green in the distance. After the dizziness decreased, she turned her head again and forced herself to stare at the bright red, until her eyes were full of blood, and she was dizzy again, then she moved away to look into the distance, and after getting used to it for a while, she turned around again and stared at the chicken blood. So repeatedly, she felt sad in her heart: I am really masochistic, self-masochistic, and there is no good way to treat fainting at the moment, so I can only use this way of fighting poison with poison simply and rudely.

She lamented in her heart, if it was still in the original world, on the weekend of this time, she should have stayed in her small apartment, crossed her legs to watch the "Descendants of the Sun", and drooled at Song Joong Ki Oba, instead of forcing herself to watch a puddle of chicken blood now! The days of deletion and re-refining are hard, and they are simply proper cups.

Until the eyes stared into a mosquito coil circle, and so on, I finally stopped seeing it and immediately dizzy. She silently cheered herself up in her heart and said: Yo Xi, I have made a little progress compared to before, and I will continue to work hard in the future.

This world is no longer the same world, and it is said that there are wild beasts running all over the ground in the vast mountains behind her. She has also seen the young adults in the village return from hunting from afar, in order to better survive, her blood sickness must be cured, of course, this is not an overnight thing, but things are man-made, there will always be a day to overcome, because as a peasant woman, can not see blood, can not kill chickens and ducks?

No, she just killed a medium-sized, two-legged creature!

Lin Qing felt that he was very cowardly and a little brave, little hen, you can rest in peace, I will try to eat as much vegetarian as possible in the future!