Greenery Ace No. 9

Chapter 320 Arrived Home

Seeing Wang Dali's sudden enthusiasm, Zheng Bin felt very unnatural for a moment, his spine felt chills, and goose bumps all over his body, he subconsciously dodged to the side, and then forced a smile and said: "Captain, please don't say that , everyone in this world doesn’t use a ruler to measure their speech. It’s normal to say a sentence or two wrong. As long as it’s not a matter of principle, it won’t be a big problem to say a sentence or a half sentence wrong. And you have a straightforward personality and a sense of justice , this is a rare personality, you don’t need to change it, let alone someone else to check it for you, because in that case, you will not be you, and you will lose your own unique personality charm.”

A few words touched Wang Dali's heart, and he was so beautiful that his nose burst out: "You know me, brother Zheng! I feel at ease after saying a few words, and the two veins of Ren and Du are almost opened up!"

Zheng Bin smiled bitterly, not knowing what to say.

Wang Dali patted him on the shoulder again: "I used to think that you are a special person, you have no masculinity at all, and you are like a mother, so I don't like you very much. But after today's game, look Although your performance on the field is not as good as mine in terms of masculinity, you have completely surpassed me in terms of leadership, and what you said just now, I think you have a very clear heart, and you are a person worthy of deep friendship The past grievances between the two of us have been erased, and no one should take it to heart. From today on, we will be good brothers who treat each other with sincerity, and your business is mine. Don't be polite to me in the future."

Hearing Wang Dali say such quack-inspired words, Zheng Bin felt a little uncomfortable, but he still forced a smile and said, "Okay."

After Wang Dali said those words, he was worried all the time, fearing that Zheng Bin would look down on him and politely decline his proposal. If he really got to that point, there would really be no place for his old face.

Hearing Zheng Bin's good words, Wang Dali let out a long sigh of relief, quickly embraced Zheng Bin's shoulders, and said with a bold smile: "Scare me, I'm really afraid that you will look down on me and reject my offer." proposal."

The back of Zheng Bin's head was covered with black lines, and he smiled wryly, "How is that possible?"

Wang Dali's laughter attracted Zhou Zheng's attention. He turned his head and saw Zheng Bin and Wang Dali standing together talking and laughing. A pair of enemies, why are you as good as that person today?"

"Don't always look at us with old eyes." Wang Dali has a happy expression on his face, and his walking posture has a cheerful rhythm. "We used to be deadlocked because we didn't understand each other. After the baptism of today's competition, the two of us have fully understood each other, so that the previous conflicts and misunderstandings have all disappeared, and from now on, the two of us are the best brothers."

"Hey!" Zhou Zheng was vomiting, "I haven't eaten tonight, don't make me spit out my lunch."

Wang Dali rushed up in a few steps, and wanted to clean up Zhou Zheng, but Zhou Zheng reacted quickly and ran away immediately.

Zheng Bin, who was at the back, could only shake his head and smile wryly, completely helpless against the two people in front.

Zhou Zheng and Wang Dali ran for 50 meters one after the other. Zhou Zheng in front suddenly stopped and turned to walk towards a courtyard. Zhou Zheng who was standing at the gate of the courtyard had a strange expression on his face.

Wang Dali caught up with him from behind, and he was about to clean him up with his hands.

Zhou Zhengyi raised his hand: "I'm home."

Wang Dali was taken aback for a moment, and looked up at the gate of the yard.

The gate of the yard is made of wood, the two doors are dark red, and there is a small roof above the door, which is usually used to keep out the wind and rain.

At this time Zheng Bin also followed. He stood beside Wang Dali and looked at the gate and the courtyard wall with him.

Zhou Zheng walked up the steps, took out the key and inserted it into the door lock, "click", the door lock was unlocked, Zhou Zheng took a deep breath, pushed the two doors open with both arms.

When the chickens in the yard heard the sound of someone opening the gate, they all cried out.

Zhou Zhengmai stepped into the yard, then turned around and waved to Wang Dali and Zheng Bin: "You're welcome, come in quickly."

Wang Dali and Zheng Bin walked into the yard while looking around.

As soon as he entered the yard, Zhou Zheng started to get busy. He didn't bother to wash his hands and face, and immediately opened the door, "jingle bell clang". After working in the house for a while, he came out of the house with a large basin, and put It's full of stirred grains.

He took the basin and walked to the chicken coop, and poured the feed and grain in the basin into the trough for feeding the chickens in batches. It was too intense, some feed grains splashed, and some even splashed on Zhou Zheng's body.

But Zhou Zheng didn't care about it. He patted his body with his hands, took off the grain and feed, held them with his hands, and poured them back into the feeding trough.

Wang Dali and Zheng Bin grew up in the city. After seeing Zhou Zheng's skillful operation, the two of them glanced at each other, admiring apart from curiosity.

After pouring all the feed and grain in the basin into the feeding trough, Zhou Zheng straightened his waist, turned around and saw Wang Dali and Zheng Bin still standing there in a daze, he suddenly smiled: "What are you two still doing in a daze? Go to the house Wash your hands and face, and get ready to work with me."

Zheng Bin and Wang Dali nodded quickly, and then entered the room one after the other. Because the thermos pot was not found, the two of them simply washed their faces with cold water, wiped their faces and hands, and came out of the room, asking Zhou Zheng if he needed two of them. What are you doing.

At this time, Zhou Zheng had finished feeding the chickens. He took out an electric kettle from the kitchen, filled the water pipe with water, and then took it to the kitchen to boil water.

Coming out of the kitchen, seeing Zheng Bin and Wang Dali asking himself what to do, Zhou Zheng scratched his head and looked at the mess in the yard, so he said casually: "You two don't know anything else, how about it, my dad alone People don't have time to tidy up the yard when they are at home, if you want to do it, just tidy up the yard."

"Ok, no problem."

Wang Dali rolled up his sleeves and said energetically.

Originally, Wang Dali felt that it was embarrassing to eat and drink for nothing at other people's house. If he did some work, at least he could eat with peace of mind.

Without further ado, Zheng Bin rolled up his sleeves and wanted to work with Wang Dali.

Zhou Zheng immediately pulled him back: "Brother Bin, just rest, I, Brother Dali, can do this job by myself, and you don't need to do it."

Uncharacteristically, Wang Dali also raised his head and said, "That's right, don't do anything, find a place to rest for a while, this work is not enough for me."

Seeing that both Zhou Zheng and Wang Dali said so, Zheng Bin didn't insist any more. He stood aside, fearing that it would hinder Wang Dali from working with Zhou Zheng.

After Wang Dali finished speaking, he didn't delay at all, and immediately began to tidy up the yard. He first picked up some sundries on the ground in the yard, put them into a trash basket in the corner, and then took a broom and began to sweep the yard carefully.

Zhou Zheng was not idle either. After he boiled the water, he ran to the chicken coop non-stop, squatted down on the ground, and kept looking at the chickens in the chicken coop.

Zheng Bin didn't know what he was looking at, so he came over quietly, squatted down, looked into the chicken coop, and asked Zhou Zheng, "What are you looking at so seriously?"

Zhou Zheng was not distracted, his eyes were still staring at the inside of the chicken coop, but he said, "I am picking which chicken is fat. The fatter the chicken, the better it is. Don't be idle, help me pick."

Zheng Bin smiled, and immediately carefully selected which chicken was fat. After looking at it for half a minute, he suddenly pointed to a black chicken in the cage: "This one is the fattest."

Zhou Zheng glanced back at him: "Brother Bin, it's ok, your eyes are thieves enough."

Zheng Bin smiled embarrassedly.

Zhou Zheng opened the door of the chicken coop, reached in and grabbed the black chicken out.

The black chicken seemed to have anticipated its own tragic fate, and kept struggling and thumping in Zhou Zheng's hands, as if it was making a final struggle.

At this time, Wang Dali also finished tidying up the yard. He arranged all the tools and put them back to the original place. Then he stood with Zheng Bin and stared at Zhou Zheng intently, wanting to see how he killed chickens.

Holding the chicken in one hand, Zhou Zheng walked into the kitchen, took out a bowl and a knife, and walked to the middle of the yard. He put the bowl on the ground, held the knife in his hand, and laid the chicken on its side on the ground. Then Zhou Zheng squatted down, stepped on the chicken's two paws with his left foot, stepped on the two wings of the chicken with his right foot, and grabbed the chicken's head with his right hand.

He put the knife on the bowl and with his left hand plucked the feathers from the chicken's neck until the skin on the chicken's neck was exposed.

It was the first time for Wang Dali and Zheng Bin to watch the process of killing chickens. Seeing the scene of plucking the feathers, Zheng Bin couldn't bear it at once, thinking that this method was a bit cruel. Although Wang Dali was brave, he saw this scene. The scene was also a little uncomfortable.

Zhou Zheng seemed to have guessed their thoughts: "Everyone, don't have too much sympathy with them! The purpose of raising chickens is to eat eggs and meat."

After hearing what Zhou Zheng said, both Wang Dali and Zheng Bin felt a little embarrassed.

Zhou Zheng controlled the chicken's head with his right hand, picked up the knife with his left hand, and wiped the chicken's neck hard, blood flowed out immediately.

Zhou Zheng hurriedly moved the neck of the chicken to the top of the empty bowl, so that the chicken blood flowed evenly into the bowl without spilling a single drop.

"Good saber technique." Wang Dali couldn't help joking.

Zhou Zheng raised his head and gave him a white look.

This bloody scene made Zheng Bin feel a little uncomfortable, he quickly turned around, not daring to look at that bloody scene again.

Wang Dali looked quite enthusiastically.

Zheng Bin turned his head to look at the layout of Zhou Zheng's courtyard. After looking at it for a while, he suddenly remembered a question, so he immediately turned around and asked Zhou Zheng: "Zhou Zheng, do you have a supermarket here?"

Zhou Zheng raised his head and looked at him: "There are no supermarkets, but there are small shops. Why? Do you want to buy something?"

"Well, where is the small store? I want to buy some toiletries."

Zheng Bin nodded, trying to conceal his true thoughts.

(End of this chapter)