First boiled water, boiled a full pot, and then smiled and grabbed the "coo" hen from the cage: "Coo, uncle, you help me grab its wings." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Xiao Rong learned the sound of the hen, and then touched the head of the hen, and when Yan Buwen grabbed the two wings and legs of the hen, the hen couldn't move, and was Yan Buwen stood upside down, Xiao Rong put a bowl underneath, cut the throat of the hen with a knife, and the blood flowed from the chicken's neck to the bowl, the chicken struggled twice, kicked his legs, and whined, and after draining the blood, he found a basin full of hot water and threw the chicken in.

According to the law, the duck and goose were solved together, and each put the blood in a bowl, and the blood could be made into a dish. If it is the New Year, you can kill the chickens, ducks and geese the day before, but because it is now the Qingming Festival, the weather is warm, if you kill it the day before yesterday, it may have a little taste today.

A large basin, filled with hot water, Yan Buwen and Xiao Rong began to pluck their feathers, and the chickens, ducks and geese quickly became bare-haired commanders, and then Xiao Rong said: "Uncle, you first pluck out the fine little hairs on their bodies, and I will kill the fish." ”

Yan Buwen chickens, ducks and geese soaked in boiling water, one by one, and suddenly the duck fluttered, splashing in all directions, wetting Yan Buwen's clothes, and the duck fluttered and finally accepted the reality that he was dead, and fell into the basin and couldn't move. Xiao Rong smiled when she saw it: "I didn't expect that uncle, you still have the ability to come back to life, don't let the plucked duck fly." ”

Yan Buwen said, "You come here." ”

Xiao Rong walked over strangely: "What's wrong?" ”

"What do you think this is?" Yan Buwen pointed to the basin, and then took advantage of Xiao Rong's inattention, dipped his hand in some water and sprinkled it on her face.

"Okay, you expect me to fail." Xiao Rong also dipped her hand in some water and sprinkled it on Yan Buwen, and the two of them started a water war.

After a while, Xiao Rong's body was sprinkled with dots of water stains, and she smiled: "Okay, okay, I can't do it, I'm going to be busy." ”

Yan Buwen is not much better, and the water stains on his body are no less than Xiao Rong, Xiao Rong thought of something after entering the kitchen, and then took out an apron from it: "You wear this, otherwise the clothes will be so difficult to wash." ”

Roast chicken, roast duck, roast goose, roast fish, pork, green vegetables, celery, lettuce, a full table, Yan Buwen looked at a whole table of dishes, and praised: "Your skills can be comparable to a five-star chef." ”

Without any special condiments, it is not easy to rely on some ordinary salt and condiments in the house, so it is not easy to make these dishes colorful, fragrant, and delicious, so Yan Buwen's evaluation of her as a five-star hotel chef is a bit conservative.

Xiao Rong put the bowls and tableware on the table, and then took out a jar of wine from the back room, the rice wine that was brewed last year, and asked the ancestors to taste it.

After Mr. Chen and Mrs. Chen came back, Mr. Chen respectfully put a stick of incense on the ancestors, praying for smooth business and the safety of the whole family.

Xiao Rong muttered: "Miss likes to be beautiful, prepare more for her." ”

When the old man was eating, he said to Yan Buwen: "In the afternoon, we will go to the cemetery of all nations to sweep the tombs, and go to the church to sit and listen to those old monks chanting scriptures, and they will be excessive." ”

Chen Guowei said with a smile, it is certainly not wrong for foreign monks to chant scriptures, and because there are many churches in Shanghai, they have robbed a lot of business from local monks, and even saw monks going to make trouble when they went to church a few times. The monk didn't dare to go to the church inside the concession to make trouble, but only dared to find the wild church outside to show some prestige.

Mr. Chen didn't care, he used to make the local monks comfortable, and he didn't know what to say all day long, and when he really had something, he just talked about Buddhas and Bodhisattvas. Just like last time, Mr. Chen planned to bury Miss Chen on the mountain behind Longhua Temple, and suffered the shade of the Buddha, so he donated 100 yuan, but those monks said a lot, and finally Mr. Chen understood that the mountain behind him was not allowed to bury people, and Mr. Chen, who was angry, turned his face on the spot and almost smashed the statue of the Buddha enshrined in Longhua Temple.

AFTER THAT, I WENT TO ASK THE CATHOLIC CHURCH ON PUXI ROAD IF HE COULD BURY PEOPLE, AND THE OLD MONK (BISHOP) THERE TOLD MR. CHEN THAT HE COULD ONLY DONATE TEN YUAN, SO FROM THEN ON MR. CHEN WOULD RATHER GO TO THE CATHOLIC CHURCH TO LISTEN TO THE FATHER SPEAK THE ENGLISH HE DIDN'T UNDERSTAND, RATHER THAN LISTEN TO THE TEMPLE MONKS AND GODS CHATTER.

Yan Buwen said: "In the afternoon, I will go buy some flowers to see her." ”

Yan Buwen had gone to see Miss Chen once before, and this was the second time.

After eating, there were still a lot of dishes left, so Mr. Chen ordered them to be sent to the poor people in the old city, and a little was left for dinner. At about one o'clock in the afternoon, Mr. Chen's driver came over and drove the group to the Catholic church.

After getting out of the car, Yan Buwen bought a bouquet of white chrysanthemums at the back of the church, gave it to Miss Chen, and followed Xiao Rong to the back of the church, where hundreds of people had been buried. Yan Buwen saw the photo of Miss Chen on the tombstone, a small and exquisite, very cute little girl, only 19 years old this year.

"Miss, my uncle came to see you, and sent you a lot of clothes, all of which you like, as well as a small car, if you are bored, you can drive and play, and the foal also has it, I can help you finish the clothes you made for your uncle in a few days, and let my uncle come to see you in this dress when the time comes......" Xiao Rong had tears in her eyes, and then Mrs. Chen next to her couldn't help but cry and hugged Xiao Rong.

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The sun overhead, glamorous but not arrogant, at this time, a large group of young talents and beauties gathered by the lake of "fireworks wrong", standing by the lake to enjoy the flowers and enjoy the spring breeze, and from time to time to look at the beauties, because everyone is no longer a student, so they wear the clothes of social people, young men are dressed in leather shoes, and young women are sleeveless cheongsams, which set off the graceful figure.

Young women already know how to dress up, with more or less light makeup on their faces, and if they come out to meet people as they are, it is estimated that not many young men are willing to come and talk to them, who would be interested in a woman with sallow skin? And these young men also feel that why they didn't discover the beauty of this group of young women when they were studying abroad, and when they came back, they all seemed to be beautiful, which made many young men begin to doubt life.

This party is called "Xinye Tea Party", it can also be said to be "Xinye Poetry Party", the organizer pulls a group of young men and women to this "fireworks wrong" lake spring outing in the name of drinking tea, the tea has a special person in charge of the pavilion on the side, you can drink when you are thirsty, and there are some snacks, eating and drinking are uncomfortable. But everyone's focus is obviously not on eating and drinking, but more on the theme of this tea party, drinking tea and talking about poetry or literature, if someone publishes a poem at the tea party, this poem is appreciated by a young woman, and the young man also takes a fancy to this young woman, maybe this young woman can be taken away today.

It sounds like a tea party, but in fact, it is essentially a pickling girl conference, young men take the opportunity to talk to young women who are eye-catching, and young women also take the opportunity to pick a young man who is not bad at writing as their other half, under this warm spring breeze, it is their little heart that is restless.

The flowers are becoming more and more charming, and the spring breeze seems to have turned peach.

The person who held this tea party was Ye Jin, a representative poet of the Wildfire faction, who came back from studying in Europe and became a professor in a university.

At this time, a handsome person not far away came over, shook hands with Ye Jin and said, "Brother Ye is talented, composing poems on the spot and composing music on the spot, it's really amazing." ”

The person who came was Cao Lingyuan, and today Cao Lingyuan specially wore a pale cyan robe, showing the literati style. During this period of the Republic of China, it was normal for male intellectuals to wear suits at the foreign level, robes at the middle level, or May Fourth outfits, and Cao Lingyuan's robe was not unusual, making him look gentle and elegant.

Cao Lingyuan is also here to wear a robe today, hoping to win her heart through his elegant temperament and extraordinary talent.

was praised by Cao Lingyuan, who was also an international student, Ye Jin was also very proud, but he still had to do superficial work, so he was humble and asked, "Brother Cao, what are your plans for today?" ”

Cao Lingyuan said with a smile: "Take advantage of the warm weather and active brain cells, just make some poems, or talk about literature, you also know that I am a doctor in the Department of Literature, and recently because of work, I still need to ask you for some knowledge of literature." ”

"Oh? In terms of work, dare to ask where Brother Cao is doing things now? Ye Jin asked, looking at Cao Lingyuan like this, he is also ready to show his skills today.

Cao Lingyuan said humbly: "Working in the Shanghai Daily, being an editor-in-chief, is not as good as Brother Ye being able to mix with the position of a professor." ”

"Haha, it's worthy of Brother Cao, "Shanghai News" is also a good unit, then I'm not as good as you." Ye Jin said with a smile.

"Modest." After Cao Lingyuan greeted the owner of the tea party, he didn't stay long, he had more important things to do.

Don't forget your original intention, you have to always, Cao Lingyuan can't forget what he's here to do today.

"Wen Jin, sit here." Cao Lingyuan walked out of the "fireworks wrong" lake, and then looked left and right, and finally saw someone walking down from the car in front of him, this car was Su Fu's car, so Cao Lingyuan knew that she was coming. Cao Lingyuan hurriedly went over and took Su Wenjin, who got out of the car and wore sunglasses and held an umbrella, to the gazebo and sat down.

Su Wenjin said: "I knew that it was so far away, I wouldn't have come, here is easy for me to find, fortunately, Uncle Liu knows the way." ”

Cao Lingyuan pulled up his robe, sat next to Su Wenjin, and hurriedly reproached himself: "Blame me, I didn't write the route when I sent the invitation." ”

Su Wenjin took off her sunglasses, glanced at Cao Lingyuan, and said, "Can you sit opposite?" I'm too hot. ”

Cao Lingyuan smiled awkwardly and sat opposite Su Wenjin.