Lu Jianguo thought that he was so tired from the heavy snow last night, and looked at the rooster in the chicken coop, and immediately had a plan.

The poor rooster was remembered by Lu Jianguo because of his crow, and he slaughtered and stewed the chicken soup with a knife.

The rooster was sent by Aunt Li's eldest son, saying that it was to compensate for it.

Cui Sansuo was sent to the police station, and the village chief said that he would be sentenced to at least one or two years. I hope he can remember the lesson, otherwise even if he gets out of prison, he will go back in sooner or later.

Daxue was woken up by hunger, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Lu Jianguo sitting opposite and looking at her affectionately.

"Brother Jianguo......"

The voice is very hoarse, and anyone who shouts all night will be hoarse.

When she finally couldn't stand it, she begged Lu Jianguo, but instead of getting any pity, she made his movements speed up.

The more alive he became, the redder his face became, and Daxue wanted to cover his face with a quilt.

Lu Jianguo's throat swallowed subconsciously, the first time he opened the meat last night, Daxue looked shy. He really wanted to hold her under him and train her again.

"Brother Jianguo...... Can you please stop staring at me? After Daxue finished speaking, he took the quilt and covered his face.

Lu Jianguo smiled, took off the quilt on her face and said, "What are you doing with the quilt?" Want to cover yourself to death? There's chicken soup stewed in the pot, do you want to drink it?"

Hearing that there was chicken soup, Daxue's stomach began to protest.

"Well, I want to drink chicken soup, you go and bring the chicken soup."

Lu Jianguo nodded, got off the ground and put on his shoes and went straight to the kitchen to serve chicken soup.

Daxue saw that he had gone out, and immediately lifted the quilt to check it, and found that the bottom had been cleaned up, and his heart warmed.

It's not easy for a big old man to clean up her body afterwards.

Lu Jianguo didn't know much about cooking, when he was a child, his mother cooked, and he was only responsible for lighting the fire. Later, I became a soldier and ate the canteen when I was hungry. Field training is to remove the internal organs of things, put them on the fire and roast them, as long as they are cooked, they can be eaten.

The rooster killed him just plucked the feathers, and then learned from the heavy snow, chopped the chicken into pieces, and threw it into the pot to boil......

When the lid of the pot was opened, a fishy smell came to his face, and Lu Jianguo's whole person was not good.

It tastes so fishy! The color of the soup is not as thick as the heavy snow that makes the chicken soup thick. The color was a little bland, so I picked up a spoon and took a little soup and tasted it.

It's a little salty, and Lu Jianguo's brows are furrowed like flies.

It's one thing to watch, but when you really do it, the knowledge of cooking is too great. The soup is a bit salty, and it seems that only water can be added.

Heavy snow lifted the curtain of the door, and for the first time he saw Lu Jianguo taking out a scoop of cold water from the jar with a water scoop, and then he was about to pour it into the pot.

She immediately stepped forward to stop it, snatching the scoop into her own hand.

"Brother Jianguo, isn't the chicken soup stewed? Why do you add water to it? ”

Lu Jianguo lowered his head and was embarrassed to look at the heavy snow, and whispered: "I tasted the soup just now, which is a little salty, and the fishy smell is very strong...... Heavy snow...... I didn't expect it to be so hard to make a soup...... It's a pity for this rooster. ”

After listening to the narration, Daxue finally knew what was going on, picked up the spoon placed on the side of the pot, took a spoonful of soup, and took a small sip.

It was indeed fishy and salty, worse than the chicken soup she had made the first time.

Her cooking skills came from the true inheritance of Lu's mother, and she learned a lot of things.

During that time, Lu's mother taught her carefully and made her feel the long-lost maternal love.

"Isn't chicken soup hard to drink?" Lu Jianguo said with a ashamed face: "It's the first time I made chicken soup, and I don't know what I didn't do right. ”

Daxue took out a rice bowl from the cupboard, spooned a large bowl of chicken soup, and sat on the bench next to him.

"The chickens were not blanched, and the blood foam on them was not skimmed out after the water was boiled. But the heat is good, and I feel okay.

Brother Jianguo, have you been busy early in the morning without eating? Drink chicken soup with me and drink it while it's hot. ”

"Heavy snow...... Chicken soup is not tasty, so let's not drink it. After Lu Jianguo finished speaking, he wanted to take away Daxue's bowl, but she dodged it.

Daxue lowered his head and took a sip, and said with a smile, "I think it's delicious!" ”

"Heavy snow......" Lu Jianguo didn't know what to say.

Da Xue smiled and said: "The chicken soup was boiled for me by Brother Jianguo, and it is the only chicken soup in the world."

I like it very much, so sit down and drink some chicken soup with me. I can't finish such a big pot of chicken soup alone. ”

"Heavy snow, I'm going to boil chicken soup for you for a lifetime." Lu Jianguo said casually.

Daiyuki paused in his action of drinking chicken soup, and then continued to drink chicken soup.

Brother Jianguo, you don't know, this is the first time I drank the chicken soup you made, and it was also the last time I drank it.

I don't know which woman will be lucky to have you, who will you stew chicken soup for in the future?

Lu Jianguo took chopsticks and put a chicken leg in the snow bowl, and saw that her eyes were slightly red.

"Heavy snow, why are your eyes red?"

Da Xue's nose sobbed and said, "Brother Jianguo, you are so good to me. ”

Lu Jianguo smiled: "Silly girl, I'm not good to you, am I good to others?" You're my daughter-in-law. ”

Daxue was so moved that she just wanted to cry, Lu Jianguo was really good to her. The longer they got along, the more reluctant she was to leave him.

Lu Jianguo urged: "Hurry up and eat the chicken legs, it won't taste good if it's cold." ”

(End of chapter)