301. Chapter 301 The Second Young Master Cooks One
The chicken's beak is green, which is evidence that it ate the food from the complaining aunt's house.
Luo Jian took the chicken with both hands, smiled slightly and said, "Auntie, you are such a good person."
Zhao Qingqing also walked out from behind the big tree at this time, walked to Luo Jian's side with swaying steps, and said hello to the neighborhood committee aunt, "Hello, aunt."
The neighborhood committee aunt knew Zhao Qingqing, and when she saw her, she was quite surprised and shouted: "Hey, Xiao Zhao."
The aunt reacted quickly, pointed at Luo Jian, and asked Zhao Qingqing: "Is this People's Liberation Army comrade your friend?"
Zhao Qingqing nodded and said "Yeah".
At this time, the complaining aunt suddenly interjected: "Young people today can do anything, even kill a chicken. My daughter is the same. Last time she brought her son-in-law back, she insisted on showing off, and her fish-killing hand was cut open.
Already."
After sighing, the aunt said enthusiastically: "Why don't I kill it for you and take it back."
She snatched the chicken from Luo Jian's hand again, and worked together with the neighborhood committee aunt to kill the chicken at the door of the neighborhood committee.
The aunt who complained threw the chicken to Zhao Qingqing and explained: "Soldiers usually have a hard life, and it is even more difficult to go home. Please cook more delicious food for him."
Zhao Qingqing is embarrassing!
"..."
Luo Jian also fell silent.
He felt deeply ashamed.
The chicken was found, and Miss Zhao said happily: "Consultant Luo, we really have your chicken. We got the chicken back and asked the aunt to kill it for us."
Seventy or eighty yuan.
Luo Jian pursed his lips and smiled, thinking to himself: I have never seen such a heartless girl like you.
Do you think he didn't see her hiding behind the tree just now? She was afraid of hurting innocent people.
What's more, she is not innocent.
When the chicken was about to come back, she ran out immediately.
Fortunately, Miss Zhao found her conscience and added: "I will give you a chicken drumstick later."
Colonel Luo was flattered and said, "Thank you."
There are only two drumsticks for one chicken. She is so stingy, so being able to reward her with a drumstick is simply a gift.
Lu Yifan knew that Zhao Qingqing stewed soup for Mu Mu every day, so the chicken in her hand should also be stewed for Mu Mu.
Busy stood up and came forward, "I'll do it."
"Second Young Master, I don't dare bother you." Zhao Qingqing's attitude was cold.
He looked at Lu Yifan's hands. His hands had hit Mu Mu not long ago, and now he wanted to use those hands to show courtesy to Mu Mu.
Not accepted!
Lu Yifan was a little embarrassed.
Luo Jian hurriedly stood up to smooth things over and asked Yifan Lu with a smile: "Can you clean up the chicken feathers?"
With that said, he snatched the chicken from Zhao Qingqing's hand and handed it to Lu Yifan.
When people make mistakes, no matter whether they can be forgiven or not, they must find ways to make up for it.
Yifan Lu took the chicken into the kitchen.
Zhao Qingqing glanced at Luo Jian angrily.
Comrades!
If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have left him at home to eat.
Luo Jian saw the hostility in Zhao Qingqing's eyes and smiled gently: "Little girl, giving others a chance is equivalent to giving yourself a chance."
"You are an accomplice." Zhao Qingqing squatted down to pick vegetables, pulled off the celery leaves one by one and threw them into the trash can.
Mu Mu returned to the swing and sat lazily, with his feet on the ground and slowly swinging on the swing.
The room became quiet again for a while.
In the kitchen, Yifan Lu boiled a pot of water and roughly processed the chicken feathers.
Those tiny hairs really gave him a headache. His tall body squatted on the kitchen floor, lowering his head and plucking the chicken feathers carefully.
