Maybe Yun Qinghuan didn't pay attention to herself, if she tensed her nerves, her fingertips would unconsciously pick out, but the amplitude was very small, and people who didn't care about it wouldn't notice it at all.

After eating, Yun Qinghuan and the three of them went to cut the pigweed again.

Seeing that the sister-in-law Li she replaced at that time was about to come back from the confinement period, Qiao Yue was worried about her, if the pigweed cutting job was gone, it would be even more difficult for her to find a lighter job.

Cutting hogweed is already a very light job.

Yun Qinghuan pursed her lips and smiled, but she wasn't so worried, to be honest, she didn't really want to cut pigweed, she didn't really want to cut pigweed, she was doing it for ten days and half a month, and if she did it every day, she would be guilty.

Now every day, Bai Naihan and An An help her cut the pigweed all morning, if she does it herself, wouldn't it be non-stop all day long?

The point is that this work is only physical work, and there is nothing to learn.

I don't earn much work.

It's not a pity to lose it.

It's just that her idea is a bit shocking in this era, and she didn't say it for fear that people would think she was an outlier.

What's more important is that now in spring and summer, it is the time when the grass is most and most lush, and it is so difficult to cut pigweed, and when the grass is gone in winter, isn't it more difficult to cut pigweed?

Yun Qinghuan also asked Qiao Yue what pigs eat in winter.

Qiao Yue told her that whoever is responsible for cutting pigweed, then who should reserve the grass that pigs eat in winter, usually cut a little more, and then take it home to dry, and when there is no grass, bring it over to chop and feed the pigs, and by the way, you have to drink hot water, boil the well water and drink, otherwise the raw water is easy to make the pigs sick, in short, it is very difficult to listen.

According to Qiao Yue's meaning, there is no need to cut pigweed in winter, as long as the grass is stored enough in summer, it will be counted as five points a day at that time, but this is a big project, Yun Qinghuan just forget it if he thinks about it.

She's better honestly find other ways to make money.

Thinking about her manuscript in her heart, seeing that more than half a month is about to pass, and there is no movement, she plans to ask for leave in two days if there is no movement, and go to the town to submit the manuscript again before the summer harvest.

The main thing is that I have to cut pigweed every day now, and I'm quite busy and can't leave.

After cutting two baskets of pigweed, Yun Qinghuan was really tired and couldn't cut it, so he simply went home, which was also a coincidence, as soon as he got home, Grandma Chen came over with an old hen, and the hen looked really healthy, "cooing" and barking.

Yun Qinghuan was overjoyed and could already think of the fragrant chicken soup.

Grandma Chen also squinted and smiled when she saw her, "This hen is just over five catties, it was supposed to cost three yuan and three cents, the old lady who sells chickens is good, saying that people in this countryside are not rich, she is very grateful that you can buy her chickens, and she has not yet made a counteroffer, so I wiped a small amount for you, only three yuan!" ”

took the remaining two yuan of change and handed it to Yun Qinghuan.

"Thank you, Grandma Chen." Yun Qinghuan took the money and the hen.

The hen's legs were tied with ropes, probably because she was afraid that she would run away.

After sending the hens, Grandma Chen went back with her hands behind her back.

And Yun Qinghuan held the chicken, only to feel that the goosebumps were up, the fluffy chicken feathers, and a warmth, and his hands were trembling.

Although she likes to drink chicken soup and has cut chicken, she has never touched such a live chicken.

Probably because the frightened expression on her face was too obvious, the man noticed it and walked over in a wheelchair, "Sister-in-law, are you afraid of chickens?" ”

"No, no." Yun Qinghuan didn't admit it.

It's just a chicken, even An An, a three-year-old child, often catches the chickens at home to play, she can't even be as good as a child.

The man chuckled and didn't tear her down.

The goosebumps on her arms came out, glowing with a faint blue, which showed that she was not afraid.

Yun Qinghuan held on, and his scalp was actually numb.

I want to put the hen down, but I'm not afraid that it will fly away if I'm tied up anyway.

But the man was watching from the side, and she could only hold on to her composure and carry it hard.

The man didn't embarrass her, and asked lightly, "Sister-in-law, did you kill this chicken today?" ”

"Kill!" The chicken is eaten when it is bought, and besides, Yun Qinghuan feels that he is secretly secreting saliva like crazy, and he can't wait to drink chicken soup and eat chicken.

An An, who was squatting next to her to watch the chicken, heard her say that she was going to kill, and her eyes lit up instantly, "Mom, eat chicken!" ”

"Yes, I'll eat chicken tonight!"

The man raised his eyebrows when he heard this, with a smile in his eyes, "Then give it to me, I'll kill the chicken, sister-in-law, you see if there is boiling water in the thermos, if there is no boiling water, you can only boil the water and kill it, otherwise the chicken feathers are not easy to pull." ”

He naturally brought the hen from her hand, Yun Qinghuan only felt relieved, and quickly breathed a sigh of relief, and ran to the hall to carry the hot water bottle, the two hot water bottles were full, and now that the weather is hot, even drinking water is cold and white, and washing and the like are also directly using well water, so the boiling water boiled last night is still full, almost useless.

In addition, the thermos is well insulated, and the boiling water should also be at a high temperature now.

"Boiling water is still there."

"Then let's kill the chicken now, sister-in-law, you go to the kitchen and get a knife, and by the way, take another bowl to catch the chicken blood."

Yun Qinghuan did as he said, and went directly to the kitchen to bring the kitchen knife and a porcelain bowl.

She has never killed chickens, but she has seen others kill them, but in their time, it was relatively simple to kill chickens, directly put a live chicken into a special machine, and then only a few dozen seconds of effort, a chicken that has lost its feathers will come out, if you don't want to chop chickens, you can also beg the chicken seller to chop into pieces.

All in all, it's very convenient.

Therefore, it is really the first time she has seen someone kill a chicken like this.

After giving the things to Bai Naihan, she subconsciously walked a long way, and then looked at it without blinking.

An An was also very curious, squatting on the ground, holding his cheeks with both hands, and not blinking his eyes.

For a while, the expressions of the mother and son were exactly the same.

Bai Naihan's eyes smiled even more, he first sharpened the knife at the bottom of the porcelain bowl, and only when it was sharpened was ready to kill chickens.

looked up at Yun Qinghuan who was standing in the distance, "Sister-in-law, I may need you to come over and take the bowl to catch the blood." ”

"Huh?" Yun Qinghuan looked at him in disbelief, only to feel that the goosebumps that had finally disappeared had recurred.

"Can't you?" The man tilted his head and looked at her suspiciously.

But the smile in Mingming's eyes was even worse.

Yun Qinghuan felt that he was laughing at himself, and gritted his teeth, "Why not?" Women can't say no! ”

Then like a martyr cutting his throat, he came over heroically.

He took the bowl from his hand, his eyes floated, and he looked around, but he didn't look at him and the hen.

The man's deep voice seemed to be magnetic, "Sister-in-law, put the bowl under the chicken's neck." ”

Yun Qinghuan had no choice but to turn around, endure the trembling, and place the bowl down the chicken's neck.

I saw the man controlling the chicken with one hand, so that it could not pounce, and holding the knife in the other hand, the knife fell in his hand, and neatly cut a hole in the chicken's neck.

The hen shook violently and screamed bitterly from her throat......