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Time flies, and before you know it, it passes, and you don't realize that when you look back, it's empty.

A beautiful day will be a happy day.

Chen Yifan pushed open the door, breathed in the fresh air, and in the courtyard in the early morning, the flowers and plants sprouted, swaying in the wind, bending over, as if welcoming Chen Yifan out.

The sunlight scattered a few warm rays of light, filling Chen Yifan's face, Chen Yifan touched the sun, except for warmth, there was nothing else, stepped out of the door, and closed the door smoothly.

Walking in the courtyard, feeling the faint breath of the grass and trees, taking a deep breath, and spewing out a mouthful of turbid breath, the whole person is a lot more relaxed, although not to say that the body is as light as a swallow, but it can also take a brisk walk.

Today's sky is particularly beautiful, under the blue sky, there is only a round of red sun hanging high above, selflessly emitting its own heat and giving birth to all things.

"Ahh

Open your mouth and shout, the bitterness in your heart will dissipate at any time, and for three days, you are either recuperating from your injuries or sleeping, trapped in your room, drinking bitter Chinese medicine, and smelling a light breath every day.

There was a faint smell of mold left on his body, Chen Yifan opened his hand, hugged the air, and a mocking voice came from behind him: "Giggles, Yifan, are you funny?" ”

Looking back, who else is not a cute foodie, covering his mouth and smiling, showing off his flowers, and smiling like a flower.

"You are?" Chen Yifan didn't dare to approach rashly, he was scared by that woman, and when he saw the foodie, he remembered the cold and ruthless woman who was fierce and vicious three days ago, and almost killed him.

It took two hours to clean up the room, what a concept, to help her clean every corner of the room again, and after it was completely dry, she let him come out.

After coming out, Chen Yifan was so tired that he didn't want to eat, so he lay on the bed and slept for more than ten hours before he breathed a sigh of relief, and he still saw that she had palpitations.

"It's me, Jinhua, are you sick?" The foodie's eyes widened and he looked at Chen Yifan curiously.

"Huhu, it turned out to be you, scared me to death, did you think it was her?" Chen Yifan patted his chest, not almost scared him to death.

"She? Who is it? Makes you so scared. ”

"You won't want to know." Chen Yifan waved his hand and said, "Why did you come out and read in the room?" ”

The foodie shook his head and pouted: "It's too boring to read, I don't want to sit, so I'll come and see you, and I'm hungry." ”

Speaking of hunger, the foodie was very aggrieved, pouted, she hadn't eaten anything delicious for a few days, she couldn't get better, and she was depressed.

"Hungry? Didn't you just finish breakfast? Why are you hungry so fast? Chen Yifan was puzzled, breakfast time had passed, hadn't he already finished eating? How long has it been since you were hungry?

"I don't know, I'm just hungry, you get me something to eat." The foodie said cutely.

Fingers grabbed Chen Yifan's clothes and gently held them, it seemed that this could make her feel a lot calmer, and there was an extra smile on her face, sweet and cute, Chen Yifan lowered his head and smiled.

"Let's go to the kitchen and see if there's anything good to eat, and then we'll make it for you."

"Yes." The foodie was very happy, showing white teeth and a big smile.

The two of them held hands and attacked towards the kitchen, along the way, without obstacles, directly into the kitchen, the messy scene, shocked them, and saw a person frantically chasing a chicken from a distance, you read that right.

Chickens are flying, people are running, and chicken feathers are scattered on the ground.

Proud attack, wagging tail, standing arrogantly in front of the old boy, the two words "disdain" were revealed in the corns, and the old boy pounced and didn't get anything.

The chicken flew up and landed far away, the chic back despised the old boy even more, Chen Yifan and the two looked at the old boy Zhu Bibi, who had eaten a mouthful of chicken feathers, and wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh, and he held it in his heart, which was very uncomfortable.

The foodie touched Chen Yifan with his finger and said softly: "Yifan, do you see it, my father often messes around like this, and he refuses to give up if he doesn't tear down the house." ”

After speaking, the old boy Zhu Bibi noticed Chen Yifan and the others, waved his hand, and laughed: "You are also here, hurry up and help, help the old man catch that hateful chicken." ”

"Boy, you are over there, the old man is coming over here, you look at it, don't let it run away, the old man still doesn't believe it, he can't get a chicken."

Squatting down, with his hands open, like a crab, walking sideways, Chen Yifan wanted to refuse, looked around, it was a mess, it was estimated that there were not many good ingredients, except for this chicken.

The body bent down, staring at the chicken, the five fingers were open, ready to make a move at any time, the two approached each other, striking the chicken on both sides, and the foodie quietly let go of Chen Yifan's hand and blocked the door to prevent the chicken from escaping.

The old boy's eyes signaled, and he blinked a few times, which means that you pounce first, and the old man and I will follow closely, remember, you can't hesitate, listen to the old man's orders.

"One-two."

concentrated, staring at the front, arching his body forward, and waiting for the "three" to arrive, Chen Yifan pounced and was empty.

The old boy pounced on him, and he was empty, with chicken feathers in one hand.

The two stared at each other with big eyes, very helpless, the foodie on the side, with quick eyes, bent over, and got up, but in an instant, the chicken was already in her hand, and it was not moving.

The two big men looked at each other, very embarrassed, the two of them went together, couldn't catch a chicken, said it, and smiled generously.

And the foodie, a woman who only knows how to eat, catches the chicken with one hand and makes no effort.

In this comparison, the gap is obvious, the embarrassed two, bowed their heads to wipe their clothes, the dust floated, they didn't leave that place, they didn't want to face foodies, it was too embarrassing.

"Daddy, look, I caught the chicken."

The foodie walked up to the old boy, happily invited the merit, put the chicken in front of the old boy, shook and shook, and shook back and forth, as if to say, see no, I am a woman, much more powerful than you two big men.

The slap in the face crackled, the old boy's face was not good-looking, and he glanced at Chen Yifan and sighed deeply.

One misstep becomes a thousand hatreds!

"Dad, why don't you speak, I said I caught a chicken." The foodie continues to swing the chicken, as if to let the world know that she has caught it.

The two looked at each other, even more bitter, not knowing what to say.

"Yifan, wait a minute, what are we going to do, can we just barbecue?"

Thinking of the smell of roast chicken, the foodie's saliva kept coming out and couldn't help but flow down.

"No, try another one today." Chen Yifan shook his head and denied it, took a chicken, came to the stove, checked inside, there was hot water, it hadn't boiled yet, and he reached in, and the temperature was about the same.

Chen Yifan didn't say a word, found a knife, stabbed the chicken's neck, skillfully cut the throat, the blood kept dripping down, Chen Yifan didn't plan to ask for chicken blood, and when the blood flowed almost, Chen Yifan grabbed the chicken's feet and put the chicken into the hot water.

After a few back and forth, Chen Yifan took it out, squatted on the ground, grabbed the chicken neck with one hand, pulled hard, and the chicken feathers fell down, so several times, the chicken feathers were completely gone.

Chen Yifan found water to wash it, plucked it carefully, and then broke open his stomach and pulled out all the internal organs, these are all put away, and they can be boiled and eaten tonight, flushed, and a chicken is done.

The two people around him, dumbfounded, fast, and in the blink of an eye, the chicken was ready, and they wanted to say if they wanted to help.

"That...... It doesn't seem to be our business. The old boy hid his embarrassment with a smile, he couldn't do anything, and he wouldn't do it.

The foodie's eyes looked at Chen Yifan without blinking, his beautiful eyes flickered, and he didn't know what to think.

"Foodie, you go get a basin of spring water."

"Okay." After the foodie got the order, he happily went out to fetch water, and the old boy, Chen Yifan, asked him to go out to find mud, preferably mud with good stickiness, because what he got next was "called Flower Chicken".

After a while, the two of them brought the mud and spring water, Chen Yifan used the spring water to open the mud, his hands went down, the mud was formed, and then he found lotus leaves, lotus leaves, there is really no at this time, it is difficult to find.

Unlike modern times, lotus leaves can be found, Chen Yifan found another leaf instead, wrapping dense chickens, so as not to stain the chickens with soil, and after wrapping them neatly, there is no gap.

Begin to smear the mud, the mud goes around the chicken, the thickness is about two centimeters or so, it is difficult to cook when it is thick, it is not good if it is thin, this thickness is just right.

Repeatedly check the chicken, fix it, prevent it from detaching during the barbecue, and start burning the fire, until this time, Chen Yifan has free time, but he doesn't dare to be careless.

Pay attention to the heat, don't dare to add firewood, the flame can't be too strong, it can't be too small, control the temperature, barbecue for about a while, Chen Yifan looked at it, cracks appeared in the soil of the chicken, the fragrance gushed out, Chen Yifan looked at it, it was almost cooked.

Here I have to remind that the cracking is related to the thickness of the soil, too thin, the chicken is undercooked, too thick, and the chicken is too old.

Picking up the roast chicken, the soil was stiff, Chen Yifan forgot to be hot, opened the soil, peeled off the outer layer, his hand speed was very fast, and within a moment, a fragrant chicken appeared in front of the three of them.

The foodie and the old boy approached, took a deep breath, the fragrance was strong, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's so fragrant." ”

Choked a few mouthfuls of saliva in his throat, his fingers were about to move, waiting to eat, Chen Yifan smiled and said, "Let's eat." ”

As soon as the words came out, the two chicken legs were gone, the hand speed was so fast, no one could beat it, Chen Yifan shook his head, plucked the chicken wings, and tasted it carefully, the taste was very fragrant, the taste was very good, not old, and the meat was tender.

"The taste is a little lighter, pay attention next time." The taste is a little lighter, and I will pay attention next time, it may be because of the soil, different soil, the taste of the chicken is different.

Looking back at the two of them, the fragrant food was delicious, the chicken leg was in their mouths, less than a few bites, and it was gone.

The two of them turned into hungry wolves, you take a bite, I take a bite, and they are stunned to separate a chicken into a few pieces, one by one, and bite with a big mouth, and no one refuses to lag behind.

"You two slow down, no one will rob you."

The two of them moved faster, three or two times, and got all the chicken.