20 years of teaching

Chapter 7
Fan Qiang and Lin Feifan came to the door, and Fan's mother had already parked the Qingqi K90.

There are many bags hanging from the armrests on both sides of the car, and a snakeskin bag is tied with an elastic band on the back seat.

The three hurriedly took down the bags, with Mama Fan in front, and everyone went to the back room together.

Walking through the front room, there is a huge yard with many flowering trees and more than a dozen bonsai. A small rockery stands in the south of the yard.

A corridor connects the front room and the back room. Entering the back room is a spacious dining room, and behind the dining room is the kitchen.

Lin Feifan was carrying two bags, a big grass carp in his left hand and a live chicken in his right.

As he walked and observed, he lamented how long the house was.

The interior design of the house and the items purchased are quite luxurious, reflecting the wealth of the owner of the house.

There is also a back door in the kitchen, and there is another yard outside, but no green plants are planted, it is a concrete floor about six meters long.

A Santana 2000 was parked in the yard, and a large iron gate was installed on the backyard wall, and there was a road outside the gate.

From front to back, it must be no less than 50 meters. Lin Feifan put down the fish and chicken, stood at the back door of the kitchen, looked at the door of the backyard, and estimated.

"Fan Fei, come here and wash your hands." Mother Fan turned on the faucet and greeted Lin Fei Fei.

Lin Feifan washed his hands indiscriminately. In fact, his hands were not very dirty, and then followed Fan Qiang to the restaurant, wondering where Sister Fan had gone.

I haven't seen her on this first floor, so I must have gone upstairs to the boudoir.

Fan Qiang is very diligent, helping his mother choose dishes in the restaurant.

Remove the stalks from the peppers, and remove a small section at both ends and the edges of the beans.

Lin Feifan naturally also participated in it.

Mother Fan was very busy in the kitchen, washing the rice, plugging in the rice in the rice cooker, cleaning the fish that the fish seller helped kill, then cutting it into pieces, washing the green onions, and chopping the garlic...

The movements are skillful, methodical, and the knives are delicate, which is quite like a chef.

Fan's mother, named Liu Peifen, was born in 1960. She lost her mother in her early years. At the age of 16, with the help of her uncle, she joined the Lingnan Town Supply and Marketing Cooperative as a handyman. The main task was to cook for the workers.

Liu Peifen's grandfather is a good cook, and the folks in the village always ask him to cook for them when they hold banquets for weddings and weddings.

Liu Peifang started with her grandfather when she was 12 years old, and inherited her grandfather's cooking skills, so although she was young, the meals she cooked made the employees of the supply and marketing cooperative smile.

At that time, the business of the supply and marketing cooperative was quite prosperous, and the benefits for employees were good. Naturally, they did not save at all on food, and they were full of fish and meat.

Many employees clamored to eat chicken every day, which was a pain for Liu Peifen. She knew how to roast a chicken, but she couldn't kill it. In fact, she didn't dare to kill it at all.

When I see others killing chickens, I have to turn my head away, and I dare not look at them.

It's not a problem not to buy chickens all the time. Liu Peifen bit the bullet and bought two live old hens.

It was bought from farmers in the vegetable market. At that time, there were no chicken farms, and the farmers who sold the chickens were not responsible for killing the chickens.

Liu Peifen held a kitchen knife in the backyard of the supply and marketing cooperative, unable to do so, and burst into tears.

You can't go to the store in front and call the salesman to kill the chicken. Those salesmen, men and women, are very proud, and I'm afraid they won't be able to call.

They didn't do this rough thing, and they probably wouldn't.

He didn't even dare to call his uncle. Uncle is the director of the supply and marketing cooperative, and in Liu Peifen's eyes, he is a high-ranking official.

How can I order high officials to kill chickens?

The backyard wall of the supply and marketing cooperative is being reinforced and raised. A young worker master has observed Liu Peifen for a long time.

He finally put down the trowel in his hand, walked over silently, took the kitchen knife in Liu Peifen's hand, and quickly slaughtered the two hens.

Liu Peifen bowed gratefully to express her thanks, it was like meeting a great benefactor.

This construction worker is thin, dark and not tall. He is Fan Qiang's father, Fan Tong, who has a great masonry skill.

Heat up the oil, put the cut chicken pieces into the pan, and Liu Peifen uses the method taught by her grandfather to cook the chicken and serve it on the table.

The employees of the supply and marketing cooperative ate and yelled, full of praise.

I have never eaten such a delicious chicken, so I naturally clamored to buy chicken tomorrow and eat it roasted.

Fan Tong did five days of masonry work in the supply and marketing cooperative, and he helped Liu Peifen kill chickens for five days.

Liu Peifen still remembers that thirteen chickens were killed in those five days.

On the afternoon of the fifth day, Fan Tong told Liu Peifen that he would not come tomorrow because the courtyard wall had already been completed.

Liu Peifen had her mouth flattened, tears shed, looking pitiful.

Who will help kill the chicken in the future?

The employees of this supply and marketing cooperative are really perverted, and they are addicted to eating chicken.

Today, some employees suggested to braise four chickens tomorrow.

Liu Peifen's appearance of pear blossoms with rain made Fan Tong's heart melt.

He comforted: "My house is not far from here. If you want to kill chickens someday, you will come to my house to say hello the evening before, and I will go out to do things later in the morning. You buy chickens and send them to my house. After I kill them, I will kill them." You bring it back to the supply and marketing cooperative."

Liu Peifen nodded vigorously, laughing through tears.

From now on, no one will worry about killing chickens.

One day, two days...

One month, two months...

A year later, Liu Peifu went to Fan Tong's house the night before, but did not return to the dormitory of the supply and marketing cooperative in time.

Until the next morning, Fan Tong accompanied her to the farmer's market to buy chickens.

Liu Peifen asked for leave that day, and did not go to the supply and marketing cooperative after buying the chicken.

She cooked chicken for Fan Tong at Fan Tong's house, and said she wanted to nourish Fan Tong's body...

Another year later, Liu Peifen gave birth to her son Fan Qiang.

So far, if someone asks Fan Tong how he found such a young and beautiful wife, Fan Tong replies that he killed a chicken.

When Fan Qiang was five years old, the supply and marketing cooperative wanted to invest in building a department store.

Liu Peifen's uncle was 59 years old at the time, and he contracted the construction of the department store to Fan Tong without hesitation.

Fan Tong seized this opportunity, not only completed the construction project well, guaranteed the quality of the project, but also made a full 5 yuan.

This was a huge fortune for Fan Tong, a mason who was only 35 years old at the time.

Fan Tong tasted the sweetness and used the 5 yuan as capital to join the construction industry.

After a few years, he made a fortune and later established a construction company.

Fan Tong has never forgotten his fate with the supply and marketing cooperative, and he also has a soft spot for the department store building.

So four years after the completion of the department store, he spent a lot of money to buy the house next door to the department store, then demolished it, and built a new two-room four-story house.

The decoration of the exterior wall of the house is exactly the same as that of the department store, and they are integrated to show that the department store has a high status in his mind.

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Liu Peifen has prepared all the other dishes, only the chicken has not been killed.

The chicken cannot be braised immediately after being killed, it must be marinated with a little salt for a period of time, so that the ingredients in the chicken can be fully decomposed and fermented to produce a good taste.

Why hasn't the child's father come back?
Liu Peifen came to the restaurant to look at the clock hanging on the wall, and found that it was getting late, so she had to kill the chicken quickly.

After so many years, I still dare not watch the killing of chickens, and my daughter is even more afraid. Whenever my father kills chickens, she runs away without a trace.

His son Fan Qiang didn't live up to it. He liked to watch his father kill chickens, but he didn't dare to use a knife.

Liu Peifen looked at Lin Feifan's plain clothes, he looked imposing and energetic.

Such a peasant boy must dare to kill a chicken!
"Fan Fei, can you kill chickens?" Liu Peifen asked with a smile, her eyes full of anticipation.

(End of this chapter)