In the backyard, He Xiao looked at the big rooster and made trouble again.

He doesn't cook very well, and he can cook and eat at a level.

After thinking about it, he went to the middle courtyard again.

He Daqing sighed, and saw He Xiao coming over.

With some curiosity in his heart, he asked, "Sun ...... He Xiao, looking for me?"

"Well, I want to trouble you, do you know how to fry chicken?"

He Daqing was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

Not to mention fried chicken, stewed chicken, fried chicken, braised chicken, as long as it is a chicken practice, he will not know.

Back then, in the capital, he also had a number one, but unfortunately now he is old and can't do it.

"Nacheng, you teach me how to fry chicken, how about I invite you to eat chicken?"

He Daqing didn't hesitate and stood up directly.

"This fried chicken is actually very simple, one looks at the marinade, and the other looks at the heat......

He Daqing took the lead and walked towards the backyard.

He Xiao followed behind, listening curiously.

"Look at the chicken, by the way, you've cleaned up the chicken, right?"

Walking into the backyard, the old man turned around and looked, yes, he hadn't even killed the chickens.

Looking back at He Xiao, He Daqing said depressedly, "I'm so old, you won't let me help you kill, right?"

"How can I be."

That being said, looking at the live big rooster, He Xiao was really a little stunned.

He has eaten a lot of chicken, but he has never experienced killing chickens.

first brought a chair for the old man, and then He Xiao took a kitchen knife and walked to the rooster.

Looking at the live big in front of him, he had a feeling that he couldn't start.

"Goo-goo......

The big rooster tilted his head and stared at He Xiao with a wary expression.

"Pluck the feathers on the chicken's neck first, and then cut the blood with a knife, by the way, put the chicken blood in a bowl, don't waste it."

He Daqing sat on the side of the courtyard, and when he saw that He Xiao had not moved, he opened his mouth and shouted.

Just as he was about to continue, he heard someone coming from outside.

Turning his head, he saw that the person who came was still an acquaintance, in the bangs in the backyard.

"Oh, big brother, when are you coming back?"

When the second uncle saw He Daqing, he was very surprised, and he walked over quickly.

"Last night, He Xiao picked me up."

"Okay, okay, big brother, we haven't seen each other for more than ten years, it's really not easy."

The two of them reminisced about the old days, and they both sighed when they remembered the previous events.

On the other side, He Xiao was ruthless.

He pinched the chicken's neck, plucked it, and then gave it a hearty one.

"Giggle......

Thrown to the south, the big rooster fluttered a few times, and then disappeared.

"Oh, you ruined child, chicken blood, chicken blood is wasted."

He Daqing slapped his thighs and chatted with bangs patronizing, but he forgot to tell his grandson.

"A little chicken blood, if it's wasted, it's wasted."

He Xiao didn't care.

He walked over and picked up the big and looked at it, and found that it was dead.

Throwing it into the enamel basin, he went back to the small kitchen in front of the house and boiled the water.

It's too troublesome to deal with chickens, and you have to kill and pluck your feathers, and he misses the vegetable market of later generations, and he will clean up the chickens for you.

After a while, the water boiled, and He Xiao carried the pot and poured it directly on the rooster.

"It smells terrible."

As soon as the hot water was poured down, an unpleasant smell immediately rose, very fishy, and he hurriedly retreated.

Frowning, he was about to pluck his hair when he saw Qin Jingru walking in from outside.

He Xiao's heart moved, isn't this free labor coming, he carried the kettle and walked over.

"Second uncle, you

Have you seen Xu Damao in the past few days?"

When he saw Qin Jingru in his bangs, he immediately had a headache.

He hurriedly waved his hand and said sincerely:

"Jingru, I haven't seen him for a few days, if I knew where Xu Damao was, I wouldn't have told you earlier."

Qin Jingru was a little deflated in her heart, this old rooster really knows how to hide.

Gritting her teeth, she was about to go back when she saw He Xiao coming over.

"He Xiao, what's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

"Hey, no, I haven't killed chickens either, are you free? Can you help me get it?"

He Xiao was also polite, and reached out to point into the enamel basin.

"Yes."

Qin Jingru didn't shirk either, she walked over, she rolled up her sleeves and sat down.

She came from the countryside, and she didn't have to kill chickens and ducks.

Taking the kettle in He Xiao's hand, she carried the watered, and then plucked the hair.

As soon as she went down, she picked up a large piece.

"You're really good at what you do."

He Xiao looked very satisfied, and when he thought about it, his heart suddenly moved.

Qin Jingru happens to be unemployed now, and she is neat in her work, this is not a ready-made candidate for fried chicken.

It's the relationship with the Jia family, a little too close.

Shaking his head, he decided to take a look.

Plucking out the hair, Qin Jingru took it and rinsed it again, and then she took out the chicken internal organs.

He Xiao took a bowl from the house, put the chicken liver, chicken heart or something, and put it in alone.

The six-pound rooster, the two chickens have quite big waists, and he brought them into the house and put them in the refrigerator.

"You can cut it again for me."

After cleaning up, He Xiao didn't let Qin Jingru go, but continued to instruct.

"Yes."

It was not early, and Qin Jingru didn't expect to find Xu Damao today, so he responded.

"Old man, you can also come over and guide you to see how big you have to cut into fried chicken."

He Xiao called He Daqing over again.

Two people, one person to guide and one person to operate, He Xiao is idle.

After being busy for a while, he took a closer look and saw that the old man was teaching Qin Jingru to spice the sauce.

"He Xiao, what are you doing here?"

"Whew."

He Xiao only felt goosebumps on his body.

The voice was like pinching your throat.

Looking back, Sophora was looking inside with a curious expression.

"What about making fried chicken, do you have something to do?"

"Fried chicken?"

Huaihua swallowed her saliva, and she knew it was delicious when she heard it.

Brushing the ends of her hair, she subconsciously lowered her voice and said, "He Xiao, it's ready later, can I taste it?"

"Oh, can you speak normally?"

He Xiao touched his arm, and there were goosebumps on the first layer.

"You ......"

Huaihua immediately blushed.

Seeing He Xiao's disgusted look, she stomped her feet, turned her head and left.

When she returned to the back room, she saw that Qin Huairu was in the house, and Huaihua immediately complained.

"Mom, I won't do it, then He Xiao is a little stupid hat, he doesn't understand anything, I don't do it, I won't look for someone like him."

"What's wrong?"

Qin Huairu had some doubts in his heart.

She put down what she was holding and glanced back at her daughter.

White dress, red sandals, long hair fluttering......

Coupled with Huaihua's age of more than 20 years, she is very rare to look at when she talks about others.

"He Xiao, he didn't look at you a few times?"

"Nope."

Huaihua bit her lip, unconvinced.

She wore this dress, but she bought it for thirty-five yuan in a department store.

As soon as she put it on

, looking at yourself in the mirror, you can't love it, who thinks that people don't even bother to look at it.

(End of chapter)