The first thing Xiao Qi did when he entered the yard was to put the chickens he bought in the chicken pen, and as soon as the chickens came out, they scattered and pecked here and there in the chicken pen, they were very lively, not afraid of people at all, and they knew that they could be raised at a glance.

Gorou simply tinkered with the chicken pen to prevent the chicks from getting out of the cracks and running away, Rokuro went to the house to chop a few cabbage leaves, mixed some rice bran and put them out in a porcelain basin, and had a bowl of clean water in his hand.

As soon as Rokuro put the chicken food in, the chicks chirped around, Rokuro reacted a little slower, and was pecked several times by the chickens, but fortunately, they are still small, and their beaks are not sharp, if they are pecked by the big chickens, it is enough to make people hurt for a while.

After Wulang Liulang teased around the chicken pen for a while, he lost his previous heat, and went into the house to help Lin Wan'er prepare today's dinner, leaving Xiao Qi alone to feed the chickens. With Xiao Qi watching there, the two of them were not afraid that the little chicks would take advantage of this opportunity to run away.

Lin Wan'er put the washed and dried oil on the bamboo board and laboriously cut it into pieces, each piece is the size of a child's fist, such a size can ensure that the oil shuttle after squeezing the oil is not too small, and it will be broken into slag in the pot, and there is no need to be afraid that it will be too big to squeeze the oil, and waste firewood.

But it's really laborious to cut things with a kitchen knife that lacks a hole at home, and after cutting the oil into pieces, Lin Wan'er is almost tired and lying on the stove.

"Little sister, the next boiling oil will be handed over to me and Liulang, you go out to wash your hands first and wipe the sweat on your face." Wulang looked at Lin Wan'er's tired sweat, and said thoughtfully, he wanted Lin Wan'er to go out to rest for a while, just have him and Liulang here.

"Big brother, then I'll go out first." This hand is greasy and greasy, and it is indeed very uncomfortable not to wash, but before leaving, she did not forget to instruct: "Second brother, don't burn too much when you burn the fire later, the oil in the fire is too hot and easy to boil off, so that the oil boiled out has a burnt smell, and the dishes that are burned out are not delicious, and the oil shuttle left in the pot in the end is even more unpalatable." For the sake of her own mouth, Lin Wan'er felt the need to talk about this matter.

"The second brother knows that the second brother will slow down when he adds firewood later, and he will definitely not boil the oil." This is also related to his mouth, and he naturally can't be sloppy.

Liulang said this, Lin Wan'er was relieved, so she grabbed a little from the ash pile outside and wiped the grass and wood ash on her hands, rubbed it a few times and washed it repeatedly in the clean water a few times, and then completely washed the lard on her hands. Isn't this the rhythm of being angry with yourself?

Lin Wan'er washed her face, brought in the mushrooms that were drying outside, and as soon as she entered the house, she smelled the aroma of lard in the room, the pot crackled, and the hot oil splashed. Rokuro didn't have a good time burning the fire, and he was splashed with the hot oil that flew out several times, but fortunately, he only left a small red dot on his arm, which was not a big problem. In order to avoid being splashed again, Rokuro stuffed a thick wood in the stove and ran away, leaving it to burn in it, anyway, the heat was just right, and he was not afraid that the lard would be scorched in the pot.