Chicken for them? Luo Ziwei said in her heart, forget it.

The child is small, has a small appetite, and doesn't have full teeth, what kind of chicken do you eat? gave it to them, and it didn't all fall into the mouths of their tasteless parents?

Besides, whoever gives birth to it will be raised, and you want to eat chicken? Tell them to get it, and don't bother my cheap grandmother.

Hum...... I have changed from a twenty-nine-year-old girl to a thirty-seven-year-old woman, who will I tell you about this grievance?

Luo Ziwei made up her mind, she was in the mood to work, and she was energetic, and after a while, the chicken fat was refined, and a small porcelain jar was full.

Well, chicken fat is a good thing, stir-fry and make soup, which is a good ingredient to enhance freshness.

Alas...... It's just a pity that it's such a big fat chicken.

Luo Ziwei was still feeling sorry for the big hen in the stove room, and she didn't know that her chicken hadn't waited for the pot yet, and the fragrance of refining chicken fat alone filled the small courtyard of the Yun family.

In the morning, the fragrance is overflowing, can it not attract the neighbors on the left and right to stretch their necks and tiptoe, and snort vigorously to look into the Yun family's courtyard?

It's very strange, and I said in my heart, ouch, what is that old lady of the Yun family doing? It's a good day, what kind of demon are you doing?

Before it's time to cook, why does it still smell like chicken? Oh my God, this smells so ...... It's so fragrant, it's so fragrant...... I can't stand it anymore.

"Where are the clouds, the clouds? What are you doing here, it's so fragrant? Isn't it killing chicken, a smell of chicken? ”

The neighbor on the left is Zhang Qingbai's house, and the wind direction is blowing in the direction of his house at this time, so the rich chicken fragrance blows into his yard along the wind, Zhang Qingbai's daughter-in-law He couldn't help asking.

Didn't you see her youngest son Dagui with a few little nephews, squatting under the earthen wall at the border with the Yun family, snorting hard to satisfy his hunger?

Zhang He's heart was so sour that he watched.

And Wang Lin, the daughter-in-law of Wang Dazhu who lives on the right, smelled the fragrance, and couldn't hold back her words, and hurriedly echoed Zhang He's family, and said to Yun Zhou's family, "Yunshan's family's, Yunshan's family's ...... You come, you come.

Tell your aunt quickly, what is your mother-in-law doing, why is it so fragrant? Isn't it really killing chickens? Yes? What does it mean to kill chickens in the morning? ”

Yun Shan and Yun Zhou's two were bitter in their hearts, but they didn't dare to bring it out on their faces, so they had to bite the bullet and deal with their neighbors Zhang He and Wang Lin.

"Aunt Qingbai, Aunt Dazhu, yes...... Yes, my mother is killing chickens, no, she is doing it in the stove room at this time. ”

"What? Really killing chickens? Zhang He took a few deep noses and satisfied his sense of smell before he fussed, "Ouch, no wonder there is a smell of chicken in the morning, this fragrance is hungry." ”

Wang Lin's is also greedy.

But she was even more puzzled by Mrs. Yun's unusual behavior than Zhang He's, so she asked Yun Zhou's with something in her words, "Eh, I said that Yunshan's family, your mother is not a New Year's Day, why do you want to eat chicken?" Yes?

Your big reed hen is a hen that can lay eggs, why is your mother willing to kill it? Isn't it your mother...... What's wrong with her bones?

Ouch, I've been living in neighbors for more than ten years, and I haven't heard anything wrong with your mother before. Your mother's physique, running the mountains to dig wild vegetables, no one can outrun her, even when picking sand to build a house, men can't compare.

What's the matter, this time I was hungry for chicken, could it be that I was really sick? The tone of suspicion was too obvious, and it was almost bluntly provocative, "Lao Yun's widow is lost, and she has a small illness".