Chapter 15 I'm afraid the chicken will catch a cold
Chapter 15 I’m afraid the chicken will catch cold
"It's not easy. Finally, we have another chance!"
Half a month later, looking at the empty house, Feng Qingan couldn't help but feel tears filling his eyes. As long as his parents were at home, he would never find an opportunity to attack the chickens and ducks.
But fortunately, their stalls are getting bigger and bigger now, so they only need to wait patiently for a while to wait for the opportunity.
"It was a chicken last time, let's choose a duck this time, and we must distribute it fairly!"
Feng Qing'an rubbed his hands and jumped into the duck pen. Soon, amid the quacking sounds of the ducks, he grabbed a big duck by its neck and lifted it out.
"This time it shouldn't be as tragic as last time!"
Although he carefully summarized the experience and lessons learned from the last failure, Feng Qing'an still did not have high hopes for success. He was already mentally prepared for another failure and the consequences. He had cleaned all the pots and pans in the kitchen.
Even the firewood was stuffed into the stove and piled up.
Woof! Woof!
The little Heizi, who has grown a lot in size, is spinning around Feng Qing'an's feet, and the little tail on his butt is wagging very happily. He knows that today is another day for him to enjoy food with his little master, and he can't eat meat.
Yes, but even the bones can be chewed by it.
"Go, find a corner and hide. Don't be scared like last time. It's embarrassing!"
"Qing'an mother, your eldest son has already won the first prize, your family is already rich, are you still short of chickens and ducks?"
"Wait, don't hit, it hurts! Mom! I was wrong!"
"You killed my chicken again!"
As we all know, when a biological mother shouts her name with all her strength, don't hesitate, just let go and run with all your strength. This can often avoid some disasters.
"Qing'an mother, what's going on? What did that kid do? To make you so angry?"
"Hone your cooking skills? You should fight!"
Bang!
However, compared to the last time, Feng Qingan has made great progress. Even before the duck expanded and exploded, he had already opened his eyes and pressed the prepared pot lid on the wooden basin in advance.
After a powerful impact came from underneath, the bloody lid was opened very calmly.
Mrs. Yin was a little impatient. It was not a festival, but chickens and ducks were killed at every turn. Who could bear this?
"This bastard took advantage of me to go out and killed another chicken of mine!"
After killing more than a dozen chickens and ducks, he was finally able to ensure that they would not explode. Although there was still no way to keep these chickens and ducks alive, it was already a huge improvement compared to the beginning.
Feng Qing'an accepted the punishment honestly, but there was another thought behind his sweet and docile face.
"Dare to do it next time!"
"Didn't I tell you not to enter the kitchen? Why did you come again?"
"Feng Qing'an, you've harmed my mother's chickens again!"
Yin, who was tired from chasing, slowed down and replied angrily.
Feng Qingan yelled loudly. Although he knew that the beating was not unfair, it did hurt when the broom fell on him, so he still followed his instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, and ran first.
"Qing'an, mother, hurry up and chase him! We must make him change his ways!"
"Mom, I know I was wrong! Stop chasing me!"
"Wrong? If you're wrong, just kneel down and don't get up until I tell you to eat."
"You loser, stop right here!"
"Feng Qing'an!"
However, the two boys from the Feng family are both known to be well-behaved and docile. They don't know how to make adults worry more. They have always been regarded as role models and standard children from other families. But today, he saw this little troublesome boy.
His mother was so angry that she chased and beat her all the way. How could you not take a look and ask?
"Aren't you willing to give in? Then you will harm the ducks I have worked so hard to raise. You wasteful thing that doesn't make people worry about you, stand up for me!"
Under the setting sun, the dim sunlight slanted into the Feng family's house. This was supposed to be an extremely harmonious scene, but unfortunately it was ruined by an angry voice.
Three days later, she had to go out, but Mrs. Yin, who was thinking about the chickens and ducks at home, came back early, and then,
Shilifengjiagang has a champion, and they, fellow villagers, have benefited a lot from it.
When the old man heard this, he nodded in agreement. How could the younger brother of the No. 1 scholar get involved in cooking? He should study hard, obtain fame, and honor his ancestors.
The old man was a little puzzled. If the children of the poor people in the village were killing chickens and ducks randomly, it would be understandable for the adults to chase them and beat them. But this family's farmland, if you guess a few miles away, is only a few hundred acres, just chickens and ducks.
What's the big deal?
"But this bastard kills me a chicken and a duck every now and then, and he talks about honing his cooking skills?"
This time, he also tried to penetrate the soul power into the duck's body, trying to guide the spiritual energy to integrate into the duck's flesh and blood. Unfortunately, this step was still too unfamiliar to him, so
Mrs. Yin looked at her prodigal son with a blank expression. After two months, she only felt mentally and physically exhausted. She couldn't understand why the chickens and ducks she raised could offend this boy and persist in doing so.
Feng Qing'an lifted the struggling duck and pressed it into the wooden basin prepared in advance. He held his breath and concentrated, once again attracted the spirit, and poured the spiritual energy into the duck in his hand with ease.
"oh!"
"If you don't chase me, I won't run away!"
I was basking in the sun in my yard. The old man looked at the boy running in front of the door, and then asked with a smile to Mrs. Yin who was chasing after him with a broom.
Not to mention anything else, a marriage between his eldest grandson and a neighboring village could not be discussed at first. However, as soon as he heard that a champion was born in their village, the marriage was decided immediately because it was widely spread in their village.
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Mrs. Yin said bitterly, is it easy to raise so many chickens and ducks? They are being treated so badly.
"No, I'm making duck soup this time. Mom, try the taste. It should be a lot better than last time. I didn't add much salt."
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On the country road, Feng Qingan was running with all his strength on his short legs. Every time he turned around, he could see Yin holding a broom and looking like a tiger or wolf, always hanging behind him.
"You take your time and bask in the sun, I'm going to catch that kid!"
"I'm not willing to give in!"
"Feng Qing'an, why is there one missing chicken in the chicken coop?"
This is really rare. It is a common thing in the village for adults to chase and beat naughty children.
“Let’s make a pot of duck soup tonight!”
"Here it is!"
Feng Qing'an proudly showed Mr. Yin the big white chicken that had not even a hair left on it but was completely intact.
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"Ah, no, mother, please listen to my explanation. This chicken flew out on its own. I chased it all the way to the pond next to Goudan's house, and then I caught it back!"
"Then how did this chicken become like this?"
"The chicken fell into the water. I was afraid that the chicken would catch cold, so I plucked all its feathers and put it in hot water to warm it later."