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"Stone, go the chicken to foil, and stew you chicken for a while."

"Hmm, my second brother, I will go."

Zhong Shi excitedly picked up the colorful pheasant, and patted the dead sister -in -law with his hands, and he kept his mouth.

After Zhong Lin included the copper coins on the table, he looked at the little radish head in front of him.

Zhong Shi, the younger brother, dear.

There are four brothers in the predecessor, and he is the second child. This is why Zhong Shi is called the second brother.

The mother of the predecessor died in the fourth child, and a dead body was killed. His father and the boss also encountered Shanjun when he entered the mountains and hunted last year.

If Zhong Lin did not cross, his predecessor was killed in Heishan this time, and he was eaten by the house in his family. The five -year -old Zhong Shi was estimated that he could not survive.

The family is ruined, this is the real family ruin!

This also made Zhong Lin feel the difficulties of life in this world.

Zhong Lin was able to feel Zhong Shi's restlessness at the moment when he was dying, which was why he could accept Zhong Shi so quickly.

"Since it takes up your body, I will also bear your cause and effect, and I will raise a small stone." Zhong Lin secretly said.

"Second brother, the chicken has faded the hair."

"Come."

Zhong Lin no longer thought about it, and walked past.

The poor children had been headed early. Although they were just a housework early, the five -year -old Zhong Shi still easily completed the hair removal of the pheasant, and left the stomach.

The beautiful wild feathers were also collected by Zhong Shi, shining colorful in the sun.

This is also a cock, and the hairs will not be so beautiful if the hens.

Zhong Lin took a kitchen knife from the kitchen, completed the open belly with three times and five, and then chopped it into pieces.

"Go, wash the blood foam on the top with water, I went to deal with the two rabbits, and I will stew a pot of golden chickens to cry." Zhong Lin instructed.

Children like adults to allocate tasks for them, because this makes them feel like they have grown up, not to mention that they will still eat meat later. Thinking of the water of Zhongshi here, I keep thinking about the second brother in my mind. How fragrant that "golden chicken crying moon" is.

Zhong Lin found a rope and tied the rabbit that was shot through his head to hang it on the shelf so that he could better grip the skin.

Zhong Lin naturally did not do such a thing, but in the past, there were many memories of picking up the bones with their own father and brother, and they were no stranger.

The skin did not intend to throw it. Find time with nitrogen treatment. At that time, you can make a hat or shoes.

Put the rabbit meat on the chopping board into pieces. Wash the blood foam on the top with water, and then throw it into the pot with the chicken.

Do n’t think about it, there is no oil, no pepper, and no seasoning. The best way is to stew together.

Fortunately, in order to "do funerals" for Zhonglin, the villagers used a loess stove in the yard, and they also hit the water and sent firewood. It was used for half a month.

Zhong Shi is still small, and Zhong Lin will not cook, so he will stew in one way.

Chicken and rabbit meat are all placed in the pot, plus water, salt, wild vegetables, cover the pot.

Under the heat of the high fire, a aroma rushed into the face half an hour.

It cannot be said that it is fragrant, mainly because the two human body does not have any oil and water. Even if the white water boiled meat is also eaten today, let alone add salt inside.

"Second brother, can you eat?"

Zhong Shi asked at least ten times, his eyes full of eagerness, swallowing saliva, and his stomach coo evenly.

Zhong Lin stretched out his hand and lifted the lid. The white mist was steaming, and the unique aroma of the meat came.

Coo ~

Coo ~

The brothers looked at each other at each other, and then began to laugh at each other's face.

Zhong Lin used chopsticks to pinch a piece from the pot, bite a bite of chewing, the meat had been stewed, and the salt had flavored.

"The taste is okay, open."

The other half was stuffed into Zhong Shi's mouth, picked up the spoon and started to scoop into the bowl.

One bowl of each person, combined with the chestnut rice that people left before, the taste ... delicious.

Although it is just simple white water, it tastes good with salt and wild vegetables. Of course, the main thing is that there is no oil in the body of the two people. A little meat is already a food.

"Don't worry, pay attention to spit bones, don't get stuck, there is still in the pot, enough for us to eat."

Zhong Lin patted the head of a small stone, and he was afraid he was stuck by his bones too anxiously.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

There was a little nephew in the previous life that the bones were stuck, and the face of his face would be green for a while.

"Woo ... delicious."

As Zhong Lin, while thinking about the next plan, Xiahe Village did not intend to stay. He had never gone out for more than ten years.

Besides, the negative panel system can only be eaten in Xiahe Village. Only more and more prosperous places can bloom its light.

And Zhonglin also wants to see if there are extraordinary strength in this world. After all, the novels are written like this!

After eating and drinking, the two of them leaned on a door panel boring to bask in the sun, and the little stone almost fell asleep.

He had been worried at home for the past few days, and then the shameless villagers came to eat the whole family that day. He was already frightened. Now after eating and drinking, he just wanted to have a good sleep.

Zhong Lin reached out to wake up Xiao Shitou: "Don't sleep here, be careful of catching a cold."

"Second brother, I'm not asleep."

Zhong Shi opened his eyes wide and shook his head vigorously, resisting the sleepiness.

He was also afraid that his second brother would disappear again when he fell asleep. He didn't want to hide in the corner of the bed and shiver alone at night, nor did he want everyone to run to him and tell him that his second brother was dead as soon as he opened his eyes.

The child's thoughts were all on his face, and Zhong Lin naturally saw what Xiao Shitou was thinking. A touch of pity flashed in his heart, and he touched his head, which looked bigger because of malnutrition.

"Don't worry, Second Brother won't leave. I'll take you wherever I go in the future. Let's go and deal with the musk deer."

After saying that, Zhong Lin stood up suddenly, patted the dirt on his buttocks, and walked towards the musk deer that had been thrown in the corner of the yard.

Zhong Shi climbed up with a grunt, followed by Zhong Lin excitedly. He was not sleepy at this time.

The skin of the musk deer was well preserved. Zhong Lin shot an arrow through the eye at that time. Unfortunately, the skin of the musk deer is not very valuable.

Zhong Shi pulled the rope, Zhong Lin pulled hard, and the two of them hung the musk deer together.

Originally, this kind of thing should be handed over to professional butchers to skin and gut. If you do it yourself, not to mention the lack of tools, it is also easy to damage the outer skin. In many cases, the skin of some prey is more valuable than the meat.