Qin Huairu, you don't want Jia Dongxu to lose his job, do you?

"Hey, this Wang Feng is really strange, don't send him anything, replace it with Yan Fugui, I can't wait to push my bicycle home together."

Xu Damao felt inexplicable, complained about Yan Fugui, pushed the bicycle back to the backyard.

When passing by Jia's house, Jia Zhang and the stick terrier stared at the chickens in the back seat of the car with hungry wolf-like eyes.

"This damn Xu Damao, every time he comes back from a movie in the countryside, he can get a lot of things, and he must be on the right path!"

"Grandma, I haven't eaten meat in days, I want to eat chicken." The stick terrier saw the chicken and was aroused by the appetite.

"Good grandson, grandma has no money to buy chickens, Qin Huairu doesn't recognize you, your father went to prison, now our grandchildren live a life, no income, only a hard life, you endure, when your father comes out, we can eat meat."

Jia Zhang's words were serious and comforting the stick terrier and reasoning with him.

In fact, she has money, not a lot, hundreds of dollars.

Those are pension money, and Jia Zhang is reluctant to use it.

I'd rather eat only a little nest every day to fill my stomach.

The stick terrier is still young, does not understand the big reason, only knows how to eat meat.

Unable to listen to Jia Zhang's words, he cried and made a fuss.

In the end, he even lost his temper, rushed out of the house, and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

Jia Zhangshi sighed helplessly and experienced the pain of life.

"Moth, the harvest is not bad this time, people sent me two chickens, both hens, you put them in the chicken pen and raise them, and lay eggs every day to replenish your body."

"This chicken can be taken care of, don't lose weight, you can't lay eggs if you are thin."

Xu Damao brought the mountain goods into the house and instructed Lou Xiao'e to be in charge of the hens.

"Make up for it, I don't know who can't do it." Lou Xiao'e muttered softly, reluctantly throwing the chicken into the chicken pen and sprinkling the corn to feed the chicken.

By the gate of the backyard, the stick terrier hid here, secretly looking at the two hens in Xu Damao's house.

The little eyes kept turning, obviously thinking of some idea.

Night.

Wang Feng and Qin Huairu had dinner and continued to play poker.

"Sister Qin..."

"Sister Qin......... Wang Feng, you tap....... You're a beast."

The silly pillar squatted under the window, ignoring the pain in his legs, and listened to the corner with tears in his eyes.

Bite your fists and try not to cry.

His heart was full of hatred for Wang Feng.

He unilaterally believed that Wang Feng married the goddess Qin Huairu, which belonged to the hatred of taking his wife.

After half an hour, there was no intention of ending.

The heart of the stupid pillar is like a knife, and it is unbearable anymore.

"I want revenge!"

His heart was raging, and now he was a humanoid volcano.

Grabbing the bricks in the yard, I wanted to smash the glass of Wang Feng's house.

But thinking of Qin Huairu and Wang Feng is like glue.

What if it hits her?

Silly Zhu hesitated, not bearing that Qin Huairu was injured and lost the brick.

Sitting alone in the night, pondering how to take revenge on Wang Feng.

At this time, Wang Feng kept guinea fowl outside the gate, and the rooster in it clucked.

Silly Zhu moved wisely, stole guinea fowl, and moved back to the house with the chicken pen.

Take advantage of the dark night to kill the chicken and tear the hair.

"Death King Feng!"

"I'll eat your chicken and you off!"

.......

On the other side, the stick terrier also sneaked out of the house while Jia Zhang was asleep, and went to the backyard silently.

Quietly touched the chicken pen, grabbed an old hen by the neck with one hand, lifted it up and ran to the middle courtyard.

The old hen was stuck in the neck and could not breathe and could not make a sound.

The stick terrier brought the chicken home and didn't make any movement.

"Grandma, you don't give me meat, I'll make my own chicken to eat, I'll eat it alone!" The stick terrier killed the chicken and boiled the chicken in the middle of the night.

Only put a little salt and eat brine chicken.

The stick terrier didn't plan to give it to Jia Zhang, but who is Jia Zhang's?

That nose, the sense of smell of meat, is comparable to that of a roaring dog.

When the chicken was cooked in the water and emitted the aroma of meat, Jia Zhang smelled the smell in his sleep, and the whole person suddenly opened his eyes.

Then find the kitchen lit up.

There is no stick terrier on the kang.

Jia Zhang quickly rushed to the kitchen and saw the stick stalk boiling chicken.

"Grandma!" The stick terrier's eyes widened, and then his expression was ugly.

The idea of eating solo food failed, Jia Zhang's ate meat as fast as a dog eats, and it is strange that the stick terrier can be in a good mood.

Jia Zhang's mood was just the opposite.

She looked at the chicken in the pot with a look of surprise.

"Stick terrier, my good grandson, where did you get the chicken?"

"Picked up." The stick terrier lowered his head and said.

Seeing him like this, Jia Zhangshi guessed that the chicken was not coming from the right way, and it should be where the stick terrier stole it.

But she didn't feel wrong with stealing.

"Good grandson, you are so good, grandma will eat chicken tonight."

"Grandma, can we each have one? You eat meat too fast, and I eat it with you at a loss. The stick terrier said with a bitter face.

Old Jia Zhang's face turned red, and he nodded with a dry smile: "Okay, let's each one by one." "

Soon, the saltwater chicken started the pot.

This year, it is all grain-raised chickens, and the meat quality is extremely delicious.

With a little salt, it was also delicious.

Jia Zhang's grandson and grandson did not eat meat for several days, and one grabbed a chicken, gobbling it up, and his mouth was full of chicken fat.

On the other side, the silly pillar processed the guinea fowl and burned all the hair.

The chicken is marinated in salt and hidden behind a cupboard.

I plan to cook it while Wang Feng is not at home.