After the three yuan and the third, the ministers angered the ceremony and the music collapsed

Chapter 287
"The chicken feet are gone, or I'll marinate a chicken for you, and then I'll give you both the chicken feet and wings."

Nanny Ding said.

Jiang Zhao nodded: "Okay."

Then Nanny Ding went outside to catch a chicken.

After she came back, she went to the market to catch two live chickens and brought them back to raise, just to prevent Jiang Zhao and the others from wanting to eat meat. They didn't have any at home, and they couldn't afford to go out to buy them for a while.

He grabbed a chicken neatly, pinched off the hair on the neck a little bit, and then slashed down, holding the chicken's wings and feet, and let it hang upside down, letting the blood out of the body.

Originally, the chicken was still twitching, and all the blood in the body was drained, and it didn't even twitch.

Put the chicken in hot water and soak it, and then it starts to pull the hair.

"The feathers on this chicken are so lush, it would be great if it had as many hairs as it does."

Jiang Zhao said while plucking the chicken.

"You have a lot of hair too."

Nanny Ding glanced at her hair and thought it was quite thick.

Jiang Zhao slapped his head, forgetting that he is now a soul wearer, no longer the Mediterranean bald head with a high hairline in his previous life.

Now she even often troubles herself with too much hair.

Every time I wash my hair, it takes a long time to dry it. There is no hair dryer here, so I can only use a towel to wipe it little by little.

"Hey hey hey."

She chuckled, trying to distract this matter with her smile.

Seeing her big white teeth in her smile, Ding Momo couldn't help laughing too.

The two continued to pluck the feathers in a pleasant atmosphere until the chicken became white and tender.

Nurse Ding carefully checked up and down, and made sure that everything was pulled out, and then she said.

"Okay, it's all cleaned up. Go to the blister house and get the knife. I'll break the chicken's belly and take out the internal organs."

Jiang Zhao got up immediately: "Okay, I'll go right away."

Then she trotted all the way into the blister house, picked up a relatively handy knife, and slashed it twice. She felt that the knife was quite sharp, so she took out the blister house.

"Here comes the knife, here comes the knife."

I ran back all the way again.After Nurse Ding took the knife, she directly cut the chicken's stomach without any ink marks.

Open the stomach, the viscera inside are clearly visible.

Although Jiang Zhao doesn't eat offal, she doesn't feel much about it. After all, there is something in the stomach of a chicken, and she also has it in her stomach.

Just watching Mother Ding reach out and pull out the internal organs, and then throw it to the chicken.

This is somewhat cruel to chickens.

But Jibenji didn't think it was cruel, just give it something to eat.

At this time, he was pecking at the internal organs of his companion, and the food was quite delicious.

Then Nanny Ding took a machete and dismembered the chicken, washed it, and threw it directly into the casserole, and then threw some ingredients, and it was ready to eat after it was stewed.

"Okay, you watch the fire here, don't let the water inside dry up, if the carbon is gone, call me, I'll add carbon, don't move."

Nanny Ding put the lid on the casserole, and then instructed Jiang Zhao carefully.

Jiang Zhao nodded, and said with a helpless smile: "Nurse Ding, I'm such an adult, it's not that I haven't touched the stove before, just add some carbon, nothing will happen."

This reminded her of her previous life. Some people on the Internet said that he was 26 years old. If he wanted to drink milk, he had to ask her mother if he could drink it.

When her mother went out, she had to tell her not to open the door to strangers.

Nanny Ding is now like that mother on the Internet. Although she is only 16 years old, it is still possible to add some carbon to the stove.

Nanny Ding ignored her and just said: "Call me when the carbon is gone, don't do it yourself."

Jiang Zhao had no choice but to nod: "Okay, I got it."

Seeing that she agreed, Nanny Ding turned back to the bubble house in peace of mind and continued to cook her dinner.

Jiang Zhao took the big fan that fanned the cow dung just now, and fanned it on the small stove, pouring more air into it, to support the combustion of the carbon inside, and make it burn faster.

For a while, smoke and dust rose around the stove.

Jiang Zhao covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve, and continued to fan the air into the stove.

The water in the casserole boiled quickly, and the sound of gurgling was heard inside.

Hearing this voice, Jiang Zhao was a little lost in thought.

In the depths of her memory, she saw a picture, a woman with a quiet appearance and a gentle and virtuous personality, also standing in the yard, stewing something with a small stove.

At that time, she was still a little one, sitting not far away, grabbing the flowers in the flowerpot.

The potted flower was carefully maintained by the woman, but she didn't get angry when she picked it up, but gently stopped her movement.

"Azhao also likes Huahua, right?"

"Mama will help you pick the flowers and put them on your head, okay?"

She nodded confusedly.

Then the woman took the flower that had been carefully maintained for a long time, picked it from the flower pot, and carefully put it on her head.

She touched the little flower on her head and asked.

"Mom, do I look good?"

"Looks good, my Ah Zhao is the best looking."

The woman picked her up and kissed her.

Then he put her down again and went to check on the casserole.

The water inside was still gurgling and boiling, and the woman wanted to enter the house to get the seasoning.

As soon as he turned around, he remembered something and said to her.

"Azhao is standing there, don't move, mother go inside to get something, don't get close to this stove, be careful not to burn you."

"it is good."

She replied obediently while pulling the leaves in the flowerpot.

Only then did the woman feel relieved to go to the bubble house to get things.

Standing in the yard playing with flowers, she felt that there was something delicious, and she really wanted to eat it.

Walking along the scent, I found that the scent came from the stove.

She wanted to go over and open the stove to see what was inside, but then she remembered what she had promised her mother just now, not to get close to the stove.

But the smell from inside was really fragrant, and her stomach started to growl when she smelled it.

In the end, malice overcame reason, and she decided to see what was inside.

But as soon as she got close to the stove, the woman came out with the seasoning. Seeing that she wanted to get close to the stove, she ran over quickly, hugged her aside, and educated her.

"Azhao is not good, I told you not to go near the stove, why did you still run over?"

"hungry."

She pointed to her little belly and said.

The woman smiled softly: "Is Ah Zhao hungry? Wait a little longer, this will be ready soon, and you can eat it right away."

This memory ends here.

Jiang Zhao, who was still fanning the stove, paused a little.

The woman in that memory just now is the mother of her own body?

Couldn't that child be her?
(End of this chapter)