Chapter 329: The Chicken Killing Incident of Ho's Dinner 2

"Come on, the first step is to wipe the neck of this chicken." The aunt handed He Xiu the rooster in her left hand, and Cheng Liang's kitchen knife in her right hand also gave it to He Xiu.

He Xiu refused with all his heart, his hands were frozen in mid-air, and he refused to accept the rooster and kitchen knife handed over by his aunt.

"Take it, I'll go get hot water, you can solve it as soon as possible!" The aunt stuffed it directly into He Xiu's hand, without looking at He Xiu's expression the whole time, and then rushed into the house with a blue plastic basin.

"Auntie, I won't kill chickens." He Xiu didn't react until his aunt ran away, and shouted into the air.

It's a pity that no one responded to him, only the rain falling from the eaves.

The rooster was still struggling in He Xiu's hands, screaming desperately.

He Xiu's dull eyes fell on the struggling rooster, and then looked at the kitchen knife in his other hand, not knowing how to start.

In the end, He Xiu's heart was horizontal, and his big hand pinched the rooster's neck and put it on the board, although the rooster's chicken claws were still kicking the air indiscriminately, he also decided that the rooster must die.

The terrible cry of "Oh Oh ......" broke through the soundproofing effect of He Zhizhen's room and went straight to the living room.

My aunt, who was boiling hot water, shook her body, listening to the sound from the backyard, and had a feeling that something was wrong.

And He Zhizhen, who was having a good time talking with Mo Zishu in the living room, heard this voice, and his brows immediately wrinkled together, kill a chicken, how can a chicken have such a big movement?

Thinking that it was his daughter-in-law who killed chickens, He Zhizhen remembered that his daughter-in-law seemed to have never killed chickens, so he panicked, stood up and trotted over to the backyard.

Mo Zishu definitely couldn't sit calmly in the living room, so naturally she followed to see what was going on.

When He Zhizhen and Mo Zishu arrived in the backyard, their aunt also ran over from the kitchen.

"Why are you here?" He Zhizhen was immediately stunned when he saw his daughter-in-law, who was killing chickens?

"Oh my God, Ah Xiu, why are you covered in blood, chicken?" The aunt ignored He Zhizhen's words, but looked at He Xiu with a surprised expression, and then took a few steps back.

At this time, He Xiu was completely in a state of fugue, and the only picture in his mind was that he picked up the knife and swung it at the rooster's neck, but in the end, the rooster whose neck was wiped off actually broke away from his hand and jumped up, and the chicken blood sprayed from his neck splashed his face, no, it should be one.

"Ah Xiu, Ah Xiu, don't be stupid." My aunt noticed that He Xiu's reaction was not quite right, so she pushed He Xiu hard, and saw He Xiu shaking his head, so she was relieved.

And He Zhizhen was already walking on the road to catch the chicken at this time, catching the seriously injured chicken.

A chicken whose neck was wiped was actually more energetic than the usual vitality when it was the most alive, and it was jumping wildly in the backyard the whole time, screaming hoarsely, and the entire backyard was stained with chicken blood or fresh chicken blood, and the air was full of the smell of chicken blood, which made people feel a little sick.

"Ah Xiu, don't be stunned, catch this chicken quickly, classmate Mo, you go in first, it's too dangerous here." A big man who had been a soldier actually said that a chicken was dangerous, and He Zhizhen himself couldn't believe it, but when he couldn't catch the chicken, and was kicked a few times by the chicken in a state of madness and sprayed with chicken blood, he had to face the chicken.

Subsequently, He Xiu and his aunt both participated in this chicken catching operation, but the result was not as expected, whenever the three of them wanted to catch it, the chicken was always able to break the boat, fight hard, and then escape the palm of everyone's hands, the chicken was not caught, and the three of them almost fell together.

He Zhizhen now regrets it very much in his heart, originally he invited someone else's little girl to be a guest at home, but now it's good, making such a shameful joke, it is better for him to kill the chicken at the beginning.

Mo Zishu watched everyone busy for a while, but he was empty-handed and embarrassed, sighed helplessly, picked up a palm-sized stone from under the tree on the side, pinned it in his palm, and aimed at the rooster that was still flying in the air and was still spurting blood.

The rooster let out one last cry in mid-air, and its two wings fluttered, falling from mid-air, fluttering twice on the ground, and finally not reflecting again.

He Zhizhen, He Xiu, and his aunt looked at this scene in surprise, and looked at Mo Zishu in disbelief, and the chicken was taken down as soon as they made a move.

"Oh, this little girl is amazing." The first to speak was my aunt, who was still sad just now, but now she immediately wanted to change into a happy smile.

"You, you're amazing." He Xiu also said in a daze, Mo Zishulu's hand just now really shocked him.

He Zhizhen never thought that a little girl would be so surprised.

"Leave it to me." Mo Zishu sighed in her heart, walked in front of the rooster that had fainted, lifted the rooster with one hand, and then moved it to the front of the board.

The white hand grasped the shiny kitchen knife, and when the knife fell, the head of the rooster was easily cut off by Mo Zishu, because the rooster was tossed all over the yard before, and the blood in the body was basically exhausted, so even if it was cut down at the major artery in the neck, there would be no chicken blood spurting out.

He Xiu was once again stunned by Mo Zishu's neat and neat action of cutting off the head of the chicken, and his cheeks that were dyed with chicken blood suddenly became a little hot, he was not as good as a boy as a girl.

"Auntie, the water should be ready, you can bring it." Mo Zishu saw that no one in the audience really reacted, and only reminded herself.

"Okay, I'll bring hot water now." My aunt reacted and ran towards the kitchen.

"Girl, that's amazing." He Zhizhen's title to Mo Zishu and Mo's classmate has invisibly changed to the word 'girl', but from these two words, I can understand He Zhizhen's obvious appreciation for Mo Zishu.

"I've done it before." Mo Zishu answered He Zhizhen without thinking about it.

"Ah Xiu, you have to learn from Mo Yatou this point, and men should go to the hall and go to the kitchen." He Zhizhen nodded with satisfaction, Mo Zishu is really interested in his appetite.

He Xiu did not refuse, but stood aside and looked at Mo Zishu quietly, looking at the clean but incomparably beautiful face, there was no trace of blood and dirt on the face, but the eyes were black and distinct, the black was bottomless, and the expression on the face seemed to be careless.

Aunt brought the hot water, and Mo Zishu immediately threw the whole chicken into the hot water basin, and then reached out and began to pluck the feathers inside.

"Eh, little girl, this is boiling water, it will burn your hands." Aunt was frightened by Mo Zishu's actions, she had never seen such a tiger girl, the basin of hot water was steaming at a glance, and she knew that it was boiling water, but this girl directly put her hand into it.

"My hands are cold and just bubbles." Mo Zishu said calmly, and his subordinates quickly picked up their hair.

And the back of Mo Zishu's originally white hand quickly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, but Mo Zishu didn't have any other look, as if the water was really not hot.

"Ah Xiu, why don't you go and help, Mo Yatou is a guest in our house today." He Zhizhen gave He Xiu a look.

He Xiu reacted and walked to Mo Zishu's side to help, but as soon as his hand touched the water, he rebounded and retracted.

"I thought it wasn't hot." My aunt smiled when she saw He Xiu's reaction.

He Xiu squatted silently and watched Mo Zishu pluck his hair, and by the way, he observed the situation of Mo Zishu's hands, which were red, but not swollen.

In less than ten minutes, Mo Zishu plucked the chicken in her hand, and there was not a single hair left, and it was white and clean.

"Auntie, I'll leave it to you." Mo Zishu carried the chicken to her aunt.

"What a good girl, thank you, if anyone marries you in the future, it will be a blessing." My aunt said with a big grin, she was originally from the army, so she was the kind of person who was not informal, and she was very hearty.

Mo Zishu went to the side of the faucet to wash her hands, washed them with soap several times, and made sure that there was no special smell, so she didn't continue to clean.

"Mo girl, let's go change our clothes first, you go in first, it's cold in this courtyard." He Zhizhen looked at his body, as well as the blood on the face of the child Axiu, and he didn't know what he thought they were doing to break the law.

Mo Zishu nodded, she didn't know if it was cold outside, but it was indeed very warm inside.

When He Zhizhen was changing clothes, he recalled the scene when Mo Zishu beat the chicken with stones, his brows furrowed, and he always felt that Mo Zishu was not simple, and when he cut off the chicken's head later, he didn't hesitate to make a move, and he didn't drag the mud and water at all, which made him suspect that this girl had changed his nephew's personality.

So much so that after that, He Zhizhen recalled his memories about Mo Zishu, among which he was most impressed, and the most vivid and flavorful picture was today's scene.

He Xiu returned to the room and washed his face first, then took a shower, rinsed off the smell of blood, and finally changed into clean clothes before daring to walk out of the room.

My aunt was busy in the kitchen, and then He Zhizhen washed up and went to the kitchen to take over, so my aunt had to deal with the blood stains on her body.

When the meal was served, it was already about eight o'clock in the evening, and He Zhizhen originally wanted to start the meal at the latest, but because of the chicken killing incident, it was delayed for more than an hour.