God said I would meet you

The chicken feathers were like snow, Zhang Xinli and Lin Jinyu stood together, looking at the two of them as if they were mentally retarded, fighting a guerrilla war with a chicken for a long time.

"No one catches chickens and feet." Zhang Xinli didn't know what expression to show: "Can you catch it?"

"It scratches people, can you do it if you don't control the chicken's claws?" Xu Zhao is also considered a demon king in the world. He usually bullies and bullies men. He was full of confidence at the beginning, thinking that it was just a chicken. Not only did he catch the second hand, but he chased the whole house eight times, and he only got a mouthful of chicken feathers.

"It's not just arresting people, it's also harassing people," Zhang Xinli said, "Don't tell me you want to grab your head?"

The little cousin is not as good as Xu Zhao, he is a little afraid of touching living things with fur, and it is better to say that the chicken is chasing him than he is catching the chicken.

"..." According to this posture, if he walked around the house Qin Wang eighty times around the pillars, the chicken would not be able to catch it. Lin Jinyu elbowed Zhang Xinli, Zhang Xinli understood, and told him to take something to block the table first. Meal, he rushed over by himself, like a cover, forcing the big cock to the ground, then pinched the wings on both sides, and lifted it up.

The whole process took no more than half a minute, and Xu Zhao said, "Damn it, awesome!"

The little cousin pissed off the chicken feathers at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Why doesn't it fly when you catch it? What enchantment did you cast?"

"Who told you to follow behind," Zhang Xinli said, "You can't catch up after 800 years."

When Zhang Xinli was a child, he stole chickens and dogs a lot, and he knew that a chicken would not flop if it had its wings wrapped around it. The big rooster, which was still so domineering just now, was in his hands like a small chicken cub, with its beak open and motionless.

"I'm exhausted, a chicken is like a missile, running around the room," Xu Zhao sat down and picked up his chopsticks again: "Finally I can eat, I'm starving to death."

The little cousin was also very tired, and the two sat down one after another. Zhang Xinli couldn't eat with the chicken, so he turned and went to the kitchen.

"Why are you going?" The little cousin greeted him: "Wash your hands first and eat, the chicken will be discussed later...Do any of you know how to kill chickens?"

He was having a headache, and the little cousin couldn't even kill fish, let alone kill chickens.

Xu Zhao shook his head: "I can't, don't look at me, I've eaten pork but never seen a pig run away."

Zhang Xinli went to the chopping board to get a kitchen knife, and said, "I'll do it."

The little cousin was really surprised: "You will kill?"

He and Xu Zhao were planning to have dinner. Zhang Xinli walked to the bathroom with a kitchen knife in one hand and a chicken in the other. Lin Jinyu spontaneously took a small bench and followed behind him.

Xu Zhao ate a mouthful of food, and said jokingly, "It's really a husband's song!"

Lin Jinyu followed into the bathroom, put down the bench for him to sit on, Zhang Xinli gestured to the door, and said, "Come in with a pot of boiling water."

His tone was very gentle, Lin Jinyu nodded, and went out to get the pot.

"Don't be brave," the little cousin said hesitantly: "Are you really going to meet or not? If you really can't, let it go for a day. I'll call the meeting to come and deal with it tomorrow."

"..." Zhang Xinli didn't even bother to answer. Isn't it just a chicken, what's there to show off, he said: "You eat yours."

"Then let's not be polite." Xu Zhao has never been a person who pretends to be arrogant, and said that he is not polite, so he ate it: "Whale, you come to eat too, don't stare at him, you can't get enough of it every day." Ah, it looks like you're going to stare at a hole."

Without saying a word, Lin Jinyu went in and asked Zhang Xinli, "Then?"

"Put it in the bucket," Zhang Xinli said, "Bring me another bowl, the big one, let the blood out first."

"Don't make the whole room full of chicken blood later," the little cousin was obviously worried about him. In his heart, Zhang Xinli was not a good person at all, with a bad personality and no ability. Now after so many days Getting along with... um... he's okay with his cousin, he's quite patient, other than that, he has no skills: "I said... don't..."

Xu Zhao picked up a bowl full of vegetables, and ran over to watch the excitement. Suddenly, there was only his little cousin left in the living room. It was boring for him to be alone, so he hesitated for a moment and followed.

The boiling water in the bucket was steaming with heat. Zhang Xinli twisted the chicken's neck, poured some water, plucked a small piece of hair, and then stabbed the wound with a knife. The skillful technique is a bit like an assassin who kills chickens like hemp. It's not very common for my little cousin to kill chickens like this. The bloody scene of bloodletting pigs, I couldn't help but step back a little.

I saw Zhang Xinli plucking, disemboweling, and disposing of the internal organs in a smooth manner, without a single pause from the beginning to the end.

"There are star anise and cinnamon in the cupboard, and Chongyang bacteria soaked in the bowl, go and get it," Zhang Xinli said familiarly, "I'll pour it over and stew it."

He didn't know how to make soup. Sichuan cuisine can be called soup as long as it comes with water. Lin Jinyu doesn't like to drink soup that can be cooked in the pot for more than ten minutes or even a few minutes. He doesn't think it's called soup. The "soup" should be the kind of Laohuo soup, stewed slowly, light and delicious. After Zhang Xinli found out, he learned from his aunt who is in charge of cooking, and he is almost a teacher today.

Hearing this, Lin Jinyu obediently went out to prepare things. The little cousin looked at Zhang Xinli as if he was looking at a master chef, and thought, "I still have this hand, I really didn't see it. I thought I would cook some ready-made home-cooked dishes, but I didn't expect the big dishes to be cooked too." Yes, it seems that this kid is not without talent.

"Hey, the technique is superb," ​​Xu Zhao said while watching the slaughter of chickens, and he ate deliciously: "You don't feel dizzy, you can go to the vegetable market to sell chickens."

Zhang Xinli said, "You just went to sell chickens."

Lin Jinyu prepared the things according to his instructions, but instead of going to eat, she folded back.Under the watchful eyes of Xu Zhao and his little cousin, he took the shower head without saying a word, turned it to hot water, and after testing the water temperature, silently washed the chicken blood on Zhang Xinli's hands, and then took it meticulously. Dry him with a towel.

During the whole process, Zhang Xinli kept looking down at him.

"Hiss, toothache," Xu Zhao was still holding the bowl in his hand. He pointed at the couple with rice sticky chopsticks and shouted loudly, "Stop! I order you to stop immediately!"

After everything was done, everyone returned to the dinner table.

For many days, the little cousin, who had been thinking so hard, finally had a peaceful meal. He was very pleased. Seeing this performance, the cousin seemed to be getting better all of a sudden. Congratulations.

Although Lin Jinyu still didn't speak much this time, he finished the meal anyway, and when the four of them were about to leave the dinner table and were busy with their affairs, he suddenly said: "...Let me go back to practice, I think I'm I can go back to practice."

……

Internship is not a small matter, it counts twenty or thirty credits, and there are only a few professional courses. Although Lin Jinyu's grades have always been excellent, if she fails the internship or even gets zero, it will affect her graduation to some extent.

For their scattered practice, most of the scoring power is in the hands of the unit, and the school only records it. If it fails, it is useless to ask the teacher for mercy. Zhang Xinli has no objection to him going back. He is now taking medicine regularly, and the situation seems to be the same. Stability, and taking Lin Jinyu's keys all day long, locking people in the house is not like house arrest, it's best not to.

However, it seems that it is not so easy to go back——

"I took a long vacation two weeks ago to terminate the internship, and now I have to come back? How is it possible!"

In the office, the director had an unbelievable expression: "Do you know how many people sent applications and wanted to join this unit? I told you clearly when you came last time that the unit is not just for you to enter. If you want to leave, what place do you think this is?"

"It's not a termination, it's just a leave of absence," Zhang Xinli said, "I explained it last time."

"Ask for leave?" The expression on the director's face became even more unreasonable: "I also told you that the entire internship period is only a few months in total. There is no such thing as asking for a month's leave. Either do it for me in a down-to-earth manner or terminate it directly. The score will be 0, you are here to obey the arrangement of the unit, not to go on vacation!"

"I know," Zhang Xinli said, "I'm sorry, Director, but please accommodate me."

Lin Jinyu couldn't do anything when he had an attack. The last time he followed the doctor's order to ask for leave was naturally Zhang Xinli. At that time, he had no choice but to agree and let Lin Jinyu go home first: "He was not in good health a while ago, really. Sorry, I will let him reflect on it, please give him another chance."

"If you are not in good health, stay at home and don't have to come back for an internship." The director has deep lines on her eyebrows, and she still somewhat doubts that Lin Jinyu and Zhang Xinli have AIDS—influenced by some rumors of random data, many people see the male At the same time, I feel that the other party has AIDS.

He talked all the time, wasted his words, and the director still didn't let go. Zhang Xinli would not say anything flattering, but would only apologize over and over again, begging the leader to give him a chance. The director made a mistake, and waved: "Okay, don't say any more, the rule is It is stipulated that if you still want to go to work, you should return to your position quickly, otherwise you will also terminate the internship, I have no objection."

"..."

The higher-ups don't really want these two interns to stay in the unit, because they are two homosexuals, immoral, and may be infectious. The leader doesn't like it very much, but it's hard to explain clearly. The director is thinking that next year's internship acceptance announcement may be in Add a "normal orientation" to the application conditions.

"Let's go," she said, "a rule is a rule, and there is no flexibility. I made it very clear to you from the beginning, and you accepted it. What else do you want to change?"

"..." Zhang Xinli knows, he understands the truth. According to his personality, if it is only about himself, he will not go back on what he really promised, and just swallow it. But this is Lin Jinyu's business, and he did not ask for it. Lin Jinyu's opinion was agreed on his behalf, even though Lin Jinyu himself should not be able to make a decision at that time, but the overriding Daizu is the overriding Daizu, and he himself knew nothing about the conditions.

"Can you..."

He also asked for love, and the director said firmly: "No."

Seeming to be powerless and with nowhere to go, Zhang Xinli stood where he was, not knowing what to do, he seemed to be helpless.

"Zhang Xinli! Have you finished speaking? Why don't you just report the matter? Why did it take so long—"

Just when Zhang Xinli turned around, gave up on persuading the director, and was about to go back to the office first, to see if he could try to find some more talkative people in charge, and begged them to help open an opening, Xu Zhao's very recognizable voice suddenly came from outside the door. Voice: "Where is the person? Hey, uncle, show me, which office is the director of the so-and-so that my classmate said to be looking for?"