While everyone watching it was inexplicable, they couldn't help but carry a heart for her, for fear that she would be unstable, so they smashed a big vat.

As soon as Ye Guoguo was so happy that she flew to the door of her yard with a big vat, she saw her father-in-law chopping firewood in the yard again, and Ji Daya held a kitchen knife in one hand and grabbed a chicken in the other, and came out of the chicken pen very powerfully.

The chicken was firmly grasped, kept crowing and struggling, and as if she hadn't heard it, Ji Daya walked to a bowl that had been placed on the ground, bent down, killed the chicken, and bleed.

And the blood dripped in that bowl.

The whole set of actions is extremely skillful and heroic.

Obviously, when she was working in a large family, she killed people a lot.

"Big girl, are you killing chickens?" Ye Guoguo came in with a big vat and put it in the yard, and asked Ji Daya.

Ji Daya was bleeding the chicken, and without raising her head, she smiled and said, "Yes, my brother said that there is no food at night, let the chicken be killed." ”

"Then I'll boil hot water!" Soak it in hot water so that the feathers can be plucked off. Then, Ye Guoguo went to the stove room to boil hot water.

The cauldron boiled and soon boiled.

The chicken was already dead, Ji Daya put the chicken in the wooden basin, and then Ye Guoguo scooped hot water one by one and poured it on it, and when the water was enough, Ji Daya didn't let it be watered, and put the wooden basin in the corridor outside the stove room.

You have to soak for a while to pluck the chicken feathers better.

Ji Daya didn't just cook one dish at night, as soon as she put the chicken there to soak, she went to work on something else, and as for the task of plucking chicken feathers, she handed it over to Ye Guoguo.

Ye Guoguo immediately brought a small bench over, and obediently sat next to the wooden basin and waited, his eyes shining.

When the chicken feathers were ready to be plucked, she began to pluck them with hot water.

Ji Jingbai bundled up the firewood he had just chopped and sent it to the firewood room, and then he also took a small bench over, sat opposite his little daughter-in-law, and plucked his little daughter-in-law together.

Ji Daya, who was busy in the stove room, saw that she didn't agree with her brother doing this, and felt that there was a woman in the family, and there was no shortage of cooks, so her brother should 'stay away from cooking' like her cousin Minghui.

However, her brother has promised not to cook anymore, and now he is not cooking, but just helping to pluck the hair, so even if she doesn't agree, she will turn a blind eye and say nothing.

Even, while she was busy, she spoke loudly to her brother and sister-in-law in the corridor: "Brother, sister-in-law, this dam has been built, so Ming'er, are we just leveling the land that encloses the dam and making it the same as the field?" ”

Ye Guoguo plucked his hair happily and said: "Yes, the ground is uneven now, and some of them are still sloping, like a slope, and they have to be smoothed." ”

Ji Jingbai didn't speak, just plucked his hair and listened to them.

Ji Daya: "Then you should rent a cow from someone else to use it for a few days, right?" Plough with an ox and loosen all the soil, where it is high, pick up a little soil, and where it is too low, pick up the soil and fill it, if you loosen the soil, it will be much easier to do this. However, no one in our village has cattle, and even if they rent it, they rent it from other villages. ”

"Don't use the cow, isn't my strength as big as the cow?" Ye Guoguo was careless, and his attention was still all on plucking chicken feathers.

Ji Jingbai's hand moved.

Ji Daya immediately shouted: "Sister-in-law, you want to pull the plow?" Like a cow? ”

Ye Guoguo was not satisfied, and finally raised his head, and looked at Ji Daya in the stove room with resentment: "What do you mean to be like a cow, big girl, where am I like a cow......"