Don't owe your face to farming

[A chicken on the left paw, a chicken on the right paw, and a fat doll on his back, Bazahei! 】

Alaska lay on the ground, holding two pheasants with his front paws, his tail swung quickly, his eyeballs rolled around, and he turned to look at Yang Qiong.

After wiping Yang Qiong's feet, Han Qingshi held Yang Qiong's slender ankle and put it on Alaska's body. He took out a pheasant from under the dog's paw, opened his mouth and smirked at Yang Qiong: "Husband, husband."

"Bleeding first, put the blood in a bowl, then scald it with hot water, and pluck the chicken feathers." Yang Qiong bent down and touched Alaska's head, bowed his head and said, "The chicken bones are all made of Gaga, and there are two chickens tied in the house. Just, you go and watch, don't let the chicken run away."

[Wang, bazaar black! 】

Alaska lowered his head and bit the chicken under the dog's paw, trotted it to Han Qingshi, turned around in the yard, trotted into the house, raised a front paw and closed the wooden door.

There are more mouths in the family, so they will naturally eat more. Yang Qiong asked Han Qingshi to kill two chickens.I don't know what kind of pheasant it is. It is much bigger than the ordinary domestic chickens Yang Qiong has seen in his previous life. Each chicken weighs about ten catties, which means that the mountains are too dangerous and ordinary farmers dare not go in. It is not that the farmers in the village cannot eat meat for many years.

Yang Qiong sat on the stone slab, looking at Han Qingshi with his head lowered, his side face was clearly outlined, which seemed to be a shadowed painting under the slightly dark sunlight.Looking down, Yang Qiong couldn't help laughing at Han Qingshi plucking chicken feathers without fear of being burned, he was still such a handsome man.

After plucking the chicken feathers for a while, Han Qingshi raised his head, opened his mouth and smiled, and slowly blinked his eyes at Yang Qiong, "Husband, lang, chicken." Holding the plucked chicken in one hand, he stood up and moved around. With a swipe of his long legs, he squatted down, picked up a kitchen knife and cut open the chicken's belly, disemboweling it.

Seeing that Han Qingshi took out all the viscera from the chicken belly and threw it aside, Yang Qiong hurriedly said, "Except for the chicken intestines, don't throw away the rest of the viscera."

He raised his head to look at Yang Qiong for no reason, then lowered his head to look at the internal organs that were thrown aside, and saw Yang Qiong put on straw sandals and stood up. Yang Qiong's waist.

"I can walk over by myself." Yang Qiong leaned on Han Qingshi, walked over and squatted down, pointed to the chicken livers, chicken hearts, etc. that could be left behind and said, "These can be eaten after they are cooked, so don't throw them away." .”

The chicken is big, and the internal organs are not small. The chicken liver is a big one. Yang Qiongxu pointed to it and asked Han Qingshi to carefully cut off the gall and throw it aside.The second chicken didn't need to be told by Yang Qiong, Han Qingshi quickly finished it, first put the two chickens into the pot, and then helped Yang Qiong to sit by the side shed, Han Qingshi lowered his head and kissed Yang Qiong's lips, Only then ran to get the chicken offal outside the door and buried it.

Yang Qiong blushed a little. In fact, he can walk by himself. Although his body is very weak, he can do daily activities slowly. It's just that leaning on Han Qingshi feels extra worry-free. Yang Qiong knows that he will take good care of himself.The two of them are entangled together like Li Zhizhi.

Han Qingshi ran back and lit a fire. A raging fire was ignited in the stove. The iron pot was large and fast in heat transfer, and soon water vapor rushed out from the lid of the pot.Yang Qiong glanced at it and said quickly, "I don't need the water for the first time, just throw it away."

The two chickens were not cut into pieces, so they were boiled directly in clear water, and it was easy to change the water. Han Qingshi moved quickly, and the time it took to boil the water for the second time was shorter.

"Just a small fire." Yang Qiong moved closer to the stove, leaned on Han Qingshi, and whispered, "Jiajia is here too. I think we belong here. Our previous life was like a dream."

The big hand just held Yang Qiong's hand completely, Han Qingshi lowered his head, the burning flames were reflected in his eyes, as if a fire was burning deep in his soul, "Fu Lang, husband, Lang..."

Yang Qiong raised his face, his lips parted slightly, and Han Qingshi lowered his head just in time to kiss him.The two were entangled, their soft lips touched like water, Yang Qiong closed his eyes, breathing a little anxiously, he puffed out his chest, slowly opened his eyes, raised his hand and pinched Han Qingshi's cheek, "The black light is blind, What are you looking at, go and stick a chopstick into the chicken to see if it's cooked."

"Fulang, good, good..." Han Qingshi stood up, stretched out his long arms, and opened the lid of the pot.

The smell came out, and Yang Qiong couldn't help sniffing, and stretched his neck to look into the pot.The sky hadn't completely darkened, and the two chickens almost filled the pot. Han Qingshi poked it with his chopsticks, and turned to look at Yang Qiong.

"Turn the chicken over and continue cooking." Yang Qiong pursed her lips, the chicken was big and it took a lot of effort to cook it.

Outside the fence gate, Yang Liu'er sniffed, her eyes lit up, and she called out, "Is Yang Zi at home?"

Hearing it was Yang Liu'er's voice, Yang Qiong murmured in his heart that he couldn't be prevented from coming in. It's probably not a good thing to let Yang Liuer in. He went back and said that Li Chunhua didn't know why he was going crazy.

"Yes." Yang Qiong raised his voice and shouted.

Yang Liuer stared straight at the pot, sniffed and said, "Your family cooks meat again, Yang Zi?"

"Hey." Yang Qiong sighed, "There is no food at home, so I can't go to your house to beg for food, right?"

Hearing what Yang Qiong said, Yang Liu'er widened her eyes and said, "Yangzi, you are amazing, mother asked me to come over and ask you to come over for dinner. Today's Wowotou is made with two eggs, it is delicious."

Where did Li Chunhua come from, Yang Qiong just wanted to refuse, but then thought that if Li Chunhua came by herself, she might look at the chicken in his pot and say something, Li Chunhua is not as easy to fool as Yang Liuer, so the words turned around Quaner, "What's the matter?"

"Mother didn't say, Aunt Ji came to visit in the afternoon, and when Aunt Ji left, Mother took out two eggs and mixed them with brown rice noodles to make steamed buns." Yang Liuer took a sip of her saliva, looked at the stove and asked, "Yang Zi, Is there really meat in this pot?"

Yang Qiong nodded, thinking of the short and fat woman she saw before going hunting in the mountains.Unexpectedly, she went to find Li Chunhua after scolding, and thought that Shi Jinhua and Li Chunhua had a good relationship, Yang Qiong was relieved again, it is not normal for their kind of people to stop.

Seeing that Yang Qiong didn't speak, Yang Liu'er went to the side and knelt down, pinched the corner of the coarse cloth on her body and said, "Mother said let me go back to have dinner with you."

"You wait there, I'll tear a chicken wing for you to eat later, don't talk nonsense when you go back." Yang Qiong said and motioned Han Qingshi to stick his chopsticks in to see if the chicken was cooked through.

Looking at the pot eagerly, Yang Liu'er heard that there were chicken wings to eat, so she nodded quickly and took a sip of her saliva. Watching Han Qingshi lift the pot cover, the aroma came out, and she couldn't help sniffing and smelling the aroma.

The chopsticks could be easily penetrated, so Yang Qiong hurriedly said, "Tear off three chicken legs and send one to the house."

Han Qingshi was not afraid of being scalded, so he held the chicken leg with chopsticks, pressed the whole chicken with a spoon, and quickly tore off three of them, one of which was put in a bowl and ran to the house for Alaska to eat.Yang Qiong glanced at Yang Liuer, stood up, took chopsticks and slowly tore off a chicken wing, put it in a bowl and handed it to him, "Eat it."

Hurry up to take the bowl with both hands, blow it hard, just hold the bowl and bite a little bit of the skin, it is soft and fragrant, although no seasoning is added, but the meat tastes very delicious, Yang Liuer squatted aside, looked at Yang Qiong and said: "Yang Zi is amazing."

After all, Yang Liuer was squatting aside, Yang Qiong ate a few mouthfuls of chicken thighs by himself, and pushed the rest to Han Qingshi. Seeing that he had finished eating both chicken thighs, he didn't let him continue eating, so he stood up and said, "Let's go!" Bar."

Yang Liu'er stood up and walked to the door. Yang Qiong lay on Han Qingshi's back and called back, "Jiajia, watch the chicken in the pot."

In the room, Alaska was chewing the drumstick meat with pleasure, but there was no mouth making a sound at this moment, but the big tail shook quickly.

Going ahead, Yang Liu'er looked back at Han Qingshi who slightly lowered his head and carried Yang Qiong on his back, thought for a while, and found that he had nothing to say, and turned around a little bit disappointed.

Yang Qiong raised her eyelids, but said nothing.

When they arrived at the gate of Yang's house, Yang Qiong patted Han Qingshi and said, "Put me down." Han Qingshi quickly squatted down and walked around behind to support Yang Qiong. You have to carry it on your back, no bones."

"What nonsense is his father talking about?" Li Chunhua came out of the house, glared at Yang Datie, and hurriedly said to Yang Qiong, "Yang Zi is here, come in quickly. The meal is ready, and I'll be waiting for you."

Glancing at Li Chunhua, Yang Qiong didn't speak, and slowly walked inside holding Han Qingshi's arm.There was an oil lamp in the room, and it was a little brighter. Standing calmly at the door, Yang Qiong grabbed Han Qingshi and said, "What's the matter, let's talk."

Yang Liu'er was already sitting at the end of the table, looking eagerly at the Wowotou placed on the cage cloth. "Don't steal it." Yang Dalang said something to Yang Liu'er, got up and said to Han Qingshi, "Come and sit, what are you doing standing up?"

Li Chunhua walked in and said to Yang Qiong, "Come and sit down, eat, eat."

Seeing that they didn't say anything, Yang Qiong had no choice but to go to the end of the table and sit opposite Yang Liuer.Seeing Yang Qiong and Han Qingshi sit down, Yang Datie said with a sullen face, "Eat."

Yang Liuer and Yang Dalang immediately picked up a steamed bun and gnawed on it. There were two dishes in the middle of the table, one was green with only a little oil on it, and the other was pickled vegetables pickled with salt. There was brown rice porridge in it, Yang Qiong looked down at the bowl in front of him, the clear soup with little water could make a person's shadow.

"Why doesn't Da Lang continue to study?" Yang Qiong cleared his throat seeing that the Yang family was silent.Yang Dalang is only two years older than Ji Yuanqiu, and he did study for a few years when he was a child. Yang Qiong said this because he wanted to lift Ji Yuanqiu out and let them bite dogs if Li Chunhua messed with them later.

But Li Chunhua was thinking about other things in her heart. She glanced at Han Qingshi and found that he was also sitting still, did not eat, and was in a better mood. She said to Yang Qiong in a blink of an eye, "Your aunt Ji has a distant relative. Working in the quarry in the village next door pays a lot of money, I think Han Qingshi has the strength and strength, so it's just right for him to go."