Wang Zhen's mother knew that it was the one in the family who came back, and then followed the two children out.

Seeing the three wives coming out of the house, the smile on Wang Zhen's father's face became even more obvious, "Yo, Xiao Lu Ce is also here, and I happen to have a good fortune today." As he spoke, he shook the hare in his hand, and then walked over to his wife and brought the fat hare to her.

Wang Zhen's mother's face was also smiling at this time, obviously she was still very satisfied with her husband's performance today, and then smiled with a slight 'sly' smile: "Dear husband, what are you going to do with this hare?

As soon as these words came out, Wang Zhen's father was stunned for a moment, and he was obviously very surprised by such a dialogue. It didn't matter if he was stunned, Wang Zhen's mother laughed all of a sudden, smiling so happily, not only that, but the two children next to him also smiled, and for a while Wang Zhen's father's old face turned red all of a sudden, hey, it's not a happy thing to be laughed at by a family like this, but fortunately, they are all his own people, and he has nothing to care about.

Then the two adults discussed the topic of how to deal with the hare, but when the two were discussing, Wang Zhen, who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, said anxiously: "Dad, if it doesn't work, let's roast and eat." Roasted and eaten on the outside and tender on the inside, I will stut when I think about it!" he said, and a few drops of greedy saliva drooled from his mouth.

As soon as she heard Wang Zhen say this, Wang Zhen's mother showed a look of embarrassment on her face, and then said in a slurred manner, "Actually, everything else is okay, I'm not very good at this roast." ”

Speaking of this, Wang Zhen's father seemed to remember something, "Zhen, let's change the way we eat, your mother's baking skills are a complete waste of resources." As he spoke, he shook his head, seemingly, as if it was really an unbearable past.

Although it sounded like she was speaking for herself, Wang Zhen's mother still gave him a big roll of the eyes when she looked at her husband's very unbeaten expression.

At this moment, Lu Ce, who had never spoken, finally spoke, "Actually, Uncle Wang, Aunt Wang, if it is a roast rabbit, I can help." It's good that he didn't open his mouth, but as soon as he opened his mouth, all the eyes of Wang Zhen's family focused on him.

Wang Zhen's expression was even more exaggerated, his eyes widened, and he stared directly at Lu Ce, "It's not Lu Ce, let's not make trouble." I know you often cook for your father, but this roasted rabbit doesn't belong to the category of home-cooked food after all, haven't you listened, my mother can't master the heat, can you hang it?" It's not that Wang Zhen looks down on Lu Ce, after all, it's already a great thing for a child to be able to cook for his parents, and it would be a bit incredible to say that he can also control the heat well to roast wild rabbits.

Lu Ce did not speak. just smiled, and then looked at Wang Zhen's parents with very sincere eyes.

Wang Zhen's mother didn't believe Lu Ce like Wang Zhen, because she saw a trace of confidence in Lu Ce's gaze, could this little ce really do it? This is what she thought in her heart. I don't know for what reason, Wang Zhen's mother actually asked directly, "Hehe, okay, then do you need me to help you?" and then handed the hare in her hand to Lu Ce.

Lu Ce was not polite, he stepped over, then took the hare in her hand, gently swiped it, and then said, "Then please ask Aunt Wang to take out the knives at home, as well as the ingredients for baking, well, there is also a basin of water." ”

Just when Wang Zhen wanted to say something, his mother pulled him over and handed him the task of fetching a basin of water, and he went to the kitchen to get the family knives.

Wang Zhen's father didn't know why his wife believed in Lu Ce's child so much, but since she said so, he didn't say anything, just looked at Lu Ce and smiled, touched his head, and then went back to the bedroom to change clothes.

Soon, what Lu Ce wanted was ready.

Lu Ce first chose a medium-sized knife, first held it and shook it in the sun, although it looked like the kitchen knife was already very sharp, but Lu Ce still chose to go to the whetstone and sharpen the kitchen knife again.

The water soaked the blade of the knife, and then quickly wiped it with a clean cloth, and then Lu Ce walked to the side of the hare, holding the knife in his right hand, grabbing the hare's ear with his left hand and pressing it to the ground, the hare seemed to have understood its fate at this time, it did not resist, and stared directly at the little boy who was about to end its life.

At this moment, Lu Ce quickly slashed through the hare's neck, and in an instant, blood gushed out from the knife, and then the hare's gaze slowly became dissipated. In fact, bloodletting is a simple matter, so why sharpen the knife again, I think it is this child who wants to end the rabbit's pain as soon as possible.

At some point, another knife appeared in Lu Ce's hand, and in an instant, the knife flew up and down, constantly interspersing between the skin and flesh of the hare. After about a cup of tea, a hare skin was completely separated from its body.

The next step is to disembowel, when this scene came, Wang Zhen's mother had already walked into the house, although as a housewife, she was no stranger to these, but whenever it came to this time, she still couldn't bear to look at it.

But Wang Zhen is different, he is quite curious about these pictures, maybe he still has a trace of disbelief until Lu Ce sharpens his knife, but when it comes to bloodletting, Wang Zhen's eyes have never left there, looking at Lu Ce's skillful movements, Wang Zhen's heart no longer has half a point of disbelief, instead of a kind of admiration: Hey, why can this kid do anything, but I can play except eating. Damn, it's not fair. Well, it looks like this guy is a year younger than me.

But how can others know Wang Zhen's inner thoughts?

Soon, the disembowelment work had been completed, and Lu Ce had already put the processed hare in a basin of clean water and began to clean it. Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he said to Wang Zhen not far away, "By the way, Brother Zhen, you go to find a longer wooden stick, not too thick, and then sharpen one end with a knife." ”

"Oh yes. Wang Zhen responded, and then went to find the wooden stick that Lu Ce said, but as soon as he turned around, he heard his father say, "You don't need to go, I've got it all right, and the baking rack has also been set up." As he spoke, he made a ready gesture towards Lu Ce.

It turned out that when Lu Ce was still cleaning up the hare, he had already changed his clothes, washed his face and walked out of the house, seeing that Lu Ce was so skillful, he was also relieved, and then began to prepare a series of firewood.

Lu Ce saw that Wang Zhen's father had already prepared everything, so he sped up his speed. He quickly cleaned the rabbit several times, and then took the prepared stick and inserted it into the hare's mouth, all the way through its entire body.

"That's right, Aunt Wang. Do you have pear leaves at home, and if you do, it will be more fragrant when you stuff it into a hare and roast it. At this time, Lu Ce asked Wang Zhen's mother, who had just come out.

Wang Zhen's mother shook her head after thinking for a while, and said, "The pear fragrant leaves are gone, but there are some pear fragrant fruits." ”

"Then forget it, the pear fruit can't have the effect of Titian at all, and if you add it, it will be counterproductive. Well, it doesn't matter if you don't. Lu Ce was not too disappointed when he heard that there was no pear fragrant leaf.

After stuffing some other spices into the rabbit's body, Lu Ce picked up the freshly washed knife and punched some cuts on the hare's body, and then said that it was ready to be roasted.

Wang Zhen's father was about to light the fire as soon as he saw that it was ready, but Wang Zhen snatched the fire fold and wanted to light the fire himself.

Helplessly, Wang Zhen's father didn't say anything, after all, igniting a fire is not a difficult thing, so he simply let his son give it a try.

Wang Zhen was full of joy and held the fire fold, thinking that he could finally do something, but he didn't know that what he did was the simplest.

Soon, Wang Zhen lit the firewood under the shelf.