Song Shushu went down to the cellar first, took a piece of frozen wild boar ribs and melted them first.

There are ice cubes made by Aunt Xiong with demonic power and put them in the cellar, which is better than any refrigerator.

The ribs are almost melted, chopped into large pieces that are half a foot long and blanched with water, and there is no need to put oil, just put them in the water, and add the condiments to simmer over low heat and live.

The wild boar in Linqiu has already made up for the fat, even if it picks up some thin ribs, there is a lot of oil, and there are a lot of plate oil and big fat that have not been boiled in meat oil.

Hu Li came back, but her body was a little messy, and there were still a lot of white hairs stuck to her jeans.

Hu Li's delicate little face was a little pale, and she shoved the well-behaved little into Song Shushu's hand, and said viciously: "The two geese in Brother Feng's house are too annoying, I'll put up with them for a while, and when they grow up, they will be caught and stewed!"

When she said this, Song Shushu was about to drool.

The cauldron of the twelve seals, used to make an iron pot and a goose, is simply not too suitable.

Hu Li still didn't look comfortable, so she hurriedly let her rest, originally Lang was shocked to kill pigs and sheep and slaughter sheep, but they had just come back, so it was not troublesome.

sharpened the kitchen knife, learned from the way Lang was shocked to kill the chicken, grabbed the cockscomb, put the head behind the back, and the whole neck was exposed.

Pull the hair on the neck, hold the sharp kitchen knife in one hand, and carry the big rooster that struggles twice from time to time in the other hand, and gesture several times, this knife has not gone down, the head back to kill the chicken, the hand is a little raw!

Lang showed a look of impatience on his thin face like a knife, and said lightly: "You can't do it, if you can't do it, I'll come!"

"Okay, why not!" Song Shushu gritted his teeth and said, how could a man say that he couldn't.

Song Shushu gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and slashed down with a knife.

With a snort, the chicken blood poured into the small bowl, and the big in his hand kept trembling.

Song Shushu watched the bright red chicken blood dripping down, and he was really a little unbearable.

The big in his hand didn't struggle anymore, he threw it on the ground casually, and hurriedly beckoned Hu Xiaolin to clean it up, this guy can't do anything else, plucking is a good hand.

Lang, who was leaning against the door of the inner room and watching them busy, suddenly shouted, "It's not good, hold it down!"

"Hold it down for what?" Song Shushu was stunned.

Then I saw the big rooster that had cut his neck and released most of the bowl of blood, and he jumped up at once, and then ran out with his head and legs.

Song Shushu was stupid, why did he cheat the corpse.

Could it be that Hu Li didn't catch a rooster, but some youkai who turned into a rooster?

Hu Xiaolin smiled and said: "Little Song Village Chief, you didn't kill this chicken well, you should wipe it a little more to the side, and you will kill Lisuo!"

Song Shushu breathed a sigh of relief, it's not a corpse, it's not a monster.

Just turned his head and looked at the direction in which the big rooster was running, Song Shushu's face changed, could it be that he had to run back to Brother Feng's house.

Song Shushu was in a hurry, and chased him out with a kitchen knife.

This big rooster with a cut neck and half a bowl of blood ran quite fast with his neck straight.

Finally, Song Shushu pounced forward and held down the big, and his neck was broken, so he was honest.

Song Shushu couldn't help but wipe a cold sweat, Ma, who else can kill chickens in this world and kill the psychological shadow.

As soon as he was about to get up, he saw a pair of cloth shoes with a black background and white face appear in front of his eyes, and a hole was exposed in front of the shoes, and the crystal clear toes poked out of it, and the nails were very delicately repaired.

Sure enough, it is Brother Feng who can anger the beauties in the world.

The beautiful face is like a polar iceberg, a pair of extremely beautiful eyebrows, slightly wrinkled, especially those eyes, and a faint blue vein, after he wears the contact lenses, one look is enough to kill the beauty of the world in seconds.

If you look closely, you will find that he also wore light makeup, which was originally beautiful, and now he is even more beautiful with a little makeup......

Song Shushu felt that after reading the book in vain all these years, he couldn't find any words to describe his beauty.

"Brother Feng, the makeup plate I gave you last time is very easy to use!" Song Shushu said dryly.

"Steal chickens and steal chickens, but why do you treat them like that? Don't you think it's too much?"

Brother Feng's brows furrowed deeper, and the faint anger made people feel so distressed that they wanted to wipe their necks and pay for his chicken life.

Song Shushu said bitterly: "This is a misunderstanding, I didn't expect it to run away...... Alas......"

Song Shushu felt that his explanation was so pale, sighed, turned around and ran.

As for the big rooster, he can still run home after wiping his neck, this obsession is not ordinarily deep, let's let it settle in the ground, the chicken stewed mushrooms can't be eaten, so use wild boar ribs to deal with it.

When the wild boar ribs are almost stewed, add some beans and potatoes to it, and stew it until it is shiny and shiny, and you will have an appetite when you look at it.

But the congenital disadvantage of wild boar is there, no matter what you do, there will be a faint smell of fishiness, one or two meals are okay to eat fresh, eat too much, in addition to the fishy smell, there is also a smell of shame.

Song Shushu now misses the farmed pork that was quickly slaughtered by the people in the city.

Hu Li simply ate two bites, and then went back to the quilt with a pale face, covering the quilt and not knowing what she was doing.

Lang, who was gnawing on ribs, sniffled, and then instantly became vigilant, and shouted in a deep voice: "There is blood!"

Tiger Xiaolin, who realized it later, also snorted, nodded heavily and said, "The old wolf is right!"

"Are you sure it's not chicken blood?" asked Song Shushu.

Lang was shocked and said, "No, it's demon blood!"

Lang was shocked to get up, and when he got up, the hairs on his body were two or three times longer than usual, and his whole person looked a little shaggy.

Tiger Roaring Forest also jumped up, and on both sides of his big round face, he faintly grew an axe-like beard.

Song Shushu also became nervous, and hurriedly put the jade turtle bone around his neck, could it be that the Black Jiao King was killed? Which monster in the village was killed?

Lang snorted in surprise and touched the back room, "It's coming from here!"

"Huly!"

Song Shushu looked at Hu Li, who was covered with a quilt and didn't move at all, and his heart was fierce, and his eyes were a little black, could it be that she was poisoned?

Song Shushu didn't care about the danger or not, and hurriedly lifted the quilt.

At the moment when the quilt was lifted, Song Shushu almost fainted, for fear of seeing the beautiful, cute and devilish Hu Li, who was chopped into seventeen or eighteen pieces.

Fortunately, it's embarrassing, and it's still blinking, but it's pale.

When the quilt was lifted, a bloody breath came to my nose, and I saw blood-colored toilet paper scattered under the quilt.

"Little Song Village Chief, I'm going to die!" Hu Li said weakly, her beautiful little face trembled slightly, revealing a poignant smile.