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Cao Dingan added two briquettes to the stove.

Stewed for a while more.

The muscles in the pot are already ripe.

The moment the lid is lifted.

The rich umami of chicken and the fragrance of mushrooms filled the house in an instant.

Yan Bugui sat on the side, swallowing saliva and salivating.

"Third Master, almost."

Cao Dingan tasted a piece of chicken and beckoned to Yan Bugui.

The latter immediately came over with an enamel jar and stared at the chicken in the pot.

At this time, the light in the doorway became dim again.

I saw a woman with a goose egg face, a Hu Lan head, and a blue velvet coat, standing at the door of her house, looking in beautifully.

"Lou Xiao'e?"

Cao Dingan was a little surprised.

He thought that the deaf old lady had gone and returned.

Unexpectedly, the person who came was Xu Damao's daughter-in-law.

"Ding'an, Third Master!"

Lou Xiao'e smelled the smell of the house and scolded angrily

"You guys are gluttonous, and you can't steal my old hen, but I brought it back from my mother's house to raise

eggs..."

What's the thing?

Cao Ding'an was blinded.

It's not six or five years ago, and the plot of the stick terrier stealing chicken hasn't happened yet.

What the hell is this damn familiarity?

"Your hen is lost, and you still suspect that I and the third master stole it?"

Cao Dingan asked subconsciously.

Lou Xiao'e rolled her eyes and said of course:

"You cooked all my chickens, isn't that nonsense!"

Upon hearing this, Cao Dingan was not in a hurry, and the three masters next to him couldn't sit still.

Hurriedly spoke up:

"Lou Xiao'e, don't frame people."

"This chicken in the Ding'an pot is a wild pheasant brought back from going to the countryside to see people."

"If you don't believe it, look into the pot."

Lou Xiao'e was a little suspicious when she heard this.

He stepped forward and glanced into the pot.

In an instant,

She only felt that her face was hot and hot.

Because the amount of meat in the pot is obviously wrong, it is not as big as her hen.

What's more, the head of the chicken in the pot does not have a comb, which is the most obvious distinguishing feature between pheasants and domestic chickens.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you, this is not my old hen."

Lou Xiao'e's goose egg face turned red to the root of her ears.

After apologizing, she was full of shame and ran out with a puff of smoke.

Cao Dingan stroked his forehead speechlessly.

This lady is also silly enough.

The two members of the three grandfathers killed the chicken for themselves, and the chicken feathers were still placed in the dustpan at the door.

She didn't even look at it, and she came in to doubt it when she was stunned.

So stupid, no wonder in the original book, she was calculated by a deaf old lady before going to Hong Kong.

After returning from Hong Kong, he was sucked blood by Qin Huairu's family again.

After a small episode, Cao Ding'an fished out the chicken head and chicken feet for Yan Bugui.

The latter went home with a happy face.

Cao Dingan opened the cabinet, took out two steamed nest heads in the morning, and it was not hot, and he drizzled chicken soup and ate it directly.

That's right, Cao Dingan has a system.

But he, like the people in the courtyard, can only eat nests and nests.

He went to the countryside today, originally wanting to get some grain seeds to plant in the space.

But during this famine year, the country commune valued grain more than life, so he ran for nothing today.

......

Jia's house, in the living room.

Jia Zhangshi, Qin Huairu and others sat at the dining table, waiting for Jia Dongxu to open a meal after work.

Smelling the smell of stewed chicken wafting from next door, the family drooled with hunger.

"Grandma, I'm hungry, I want chicken too..."

The stick stalk is wearing a pot lid and hair shape, and he is lying on the table weakly.

He went to school today and ran outside for a day, and he was already hungry.

Back in the courtyard, smelling the aroma of the Cao family's stewed chicken, I felt that my stomach was even more empty.

Jia Zhangshi heard the good grandson shouting hunger, and scolded a little unscrupulously:

"Cao Dingan, who has no parents, actually eats alone, and is not afraid to support himself to death."

Saying that, she touched the head of the stick terrier and comforted in a low voice;

"Big Sun, we'll wait, we'll eat when your dad comes back."

Qin Huairu heard her mother-in-law curse Cao Ding'an to death.

She couldn't help but fantasize about what it was like to hold up to death?

Because since marrying into the Jia family, she has eaten only a handful of times, let alone know what it is like to eat.

The family sat at the dining table and waited for Jia Dongxu to leave work.

Smelling the fragrance wafting in the air, my stomach growled with hunger.

After a while, I heard several people from far and near, speaking and walking into the courtyard.

"It's so fragrant, Lao Yi, have you smelled it, whose family is stewing chicken?"

"It smells, it seems to come from Ding'an's house."

"This chicken stewed mushroom, the taste is quite right, almost caught up with me, the ninth-level cook."

"Silly Zhu, this is all in the courtyard, you can just hand over the lunch box to me."

"This... Well, Brother Dongxu, after eating, remember to ask Sister Qin to help me wash the lunch box. "

"That must be, the first uncle, the second uncle, let's see you tomorrow..."

It turned out that in the courtyard, the eldest uncle Yi Zhonghai, the second uncle Liu Haizhong, and Jia Dongxu and Silly Zhu who worked at the Red Star Rolling Mill came back from work together.

"Mom, the Cao family next door stewed chicken today? Why don't you let Huairu order meat and come back to eat? "

Jia Dongxu carried the stupid pillar's lunch box and asked Jia Zhang as soon as he entered the house.

He is not tall, just over one meter and seven meters.

The eye sockets are deeply sunken, the eye bags are black, and the person is thin and thin, looking even weaker than Xu Damao in the backyard.

"Why didn't you ask for it, it was the rabbit cub who didn't give it, and the deaf old lady returned empty-handed just now."

Jia Zhangshi had a stinking face and cursed.

Upon hearing this, Jia Dongxu, who had just sat at the table, paused and said with disdain:

"Neighbors, can't bear a little meat? As for secondary school students, this ideological consciousness really needs to be improved. "

But mouth hi back mouth hi mouth.

Jia Dongxu heard that the deaf old lady returned empty-handed.

He could only stop thinking of going to Cao's house again to ask for meat.

At this time, Qin Huairu came over from the kitchen with a plate of hot nests.

Just put it on the table.

The stick terrier quickly took two of them.

The action is so fast, it has begun to take shape.

Seeing this, Jia Zhangshi also immediately took five of them.

Then he divided three nests into the empty bowl in front of Jia Dongxu, and left two for himself.

On the plate, in an instant, only one and a half nests remained.

And that half is leftover from small lunch, and it is naturally the amount of food in the evening.

However, Xiaodang is only a little over a year old, and he can't chew the nest head very much.

You have to wait for Qin Huairu to finish eating before she will soak it in hot water to feed her.

Qin Huairu said urgently

"Mom, I only eat one nest for dinner, I really can't survive at night."

As she spoke, she looked at Jia Dongxu with a grievance.

But I saw that the latter had already opened the food box of the stupid pillar and ate it by himself.

Seeing this scene, Qin Huairu's heart was cold.

Jia Zhang's arm flicked, and he also joined the ranks of eating, and at the same time, he did not forget to scold Qin Huairu:

"My son is the main laborer in the family, of course, I ate with him first."

"Without him earning money to support the family, where would our family have a good life?"

Jia Dongxu heard that the old mother was defending herself, and couldn't help but straighten her chest proudly.

Qin Huairu said miserably: "Dongxu can still be in the factory at noon, looking for stupid pillars to cook to deal with a full meal, but there is no oil and water at home at noon." "

As soon as Jia Dongxu heard this, his eyebrows suddenly rose and he said displeased:

"Just listen to the mother."

"You don't have to do any heavy work at home anyway!"

"When it's okay, you lie in bed and save food."

Seeing that he was about to get angry, Qin Huairu immediately stopped his mouth and picked up the last nest head on the table to cry silently.

In the afternoon, the three mothers killed chickens in the middle courtyard, saying that the Jia family was not short of oil and water, and Qin Huairu still wanted to refute it.

I want to say that the people who do not lack oil and water in the Jia family are the three ancestors and grandchildren of the Jia Zhang clan.

Most of the lunch boxes that are usually received by stupid pillars have all entered the stomachs of the three of their ancestors and grandchildren.

She and Xiaodang's family status is low, and they usually don't have enough to eat.

But in the end, she didn't dare to reveal her heart.

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