"Young master, I won't help today!" Fu MA saw him coming and said with a smile, "the task of killing chickens is up to you!"
Put things down and fold up your sleeves in the cold.
"Is the water boiling?"
"Soon!"
Nodding in the cold, he went to the back of the yard and took out the live chicken.
Prepare to kill the chicken.
Leng Yicheng ran over and stood watching him pluck the hair from the chicken neck.
Summer solstice really did not see him kill chicken, also can not help but curious, came over to watch.
"Will you kill me?"
She looked at the familiar man with a smile, even killing chickens are so handsome.
Cold day Phoenix Mou one Shan, swept her one eye, nod.
"Yes
Looking at his neat plucking, she smiles and holds her son's small shoulder. Mother and son stand by and watch.
Cold day bent over to take knife, looked at their mother and son two, "you back a bit!"
He turns around, Leng Yicheng is curious and runs over again.
He Feng Mou a lift, stare at the small fellow, "Leng Yi Cheng, you dodge, careful blood splashes on your body!"
Leng Yicheng moves his steps, and Xiazhi smiles. He goes over and asks his son to stand away.
"Let's stand here and see!"
"Daddy can't see
When Leng Yicheng sees the cold weather and wants to cover it, he frowns and turns around with the summer solstice.
"Don't cover it up, kill it quickly!"
She looked at him funny, cold swept them a look, "don't feel bloody?"
He grabbed the chicken's wings and head in one hand. With a sharp knife, the chicken was killed in an instant.
He squatted down, took the bowl and accumulated blood.
"A lot of blood!"
Leng Yicheng blinks his eyes, squats down and stares at him.
Cold day swept a son, accumulate almost, just carry to hand summer solstice.
"Take it and put it away first!"
"Oh, good!"
Summer solstice quickly took it and put it on the table, then covered it with a vegetable basket.
"Have you killed the young master? The water is boiling!"
Fu MA came out to see.
"Wait a minute!"
Put the blood in the iron basin in cold weather.
"Daddy, dead!"
Leng Yicheng looks at the lifeless chicken and looks at him.
"Not dead yet!"
I observed in the cold, wiped my hand with a tissue, and then came to pick it up.
"Dead?" When summer solstice came, it didn't move.
"Fu MA, let's bring out the boiling water."
The cold day cried, and then let the summer solstice take his son away.
"Baby, come here, Mommy, be careful of getting burned!"
She waved to her son. Leng Yicheng got up and ran towards her. They stood far away.
On a cold day, he picked up the chicken and asked fu MA to pour water in. Then he took the chicken feet and tried to scald the head of the chicken. When he was sure that it was dead, he asked fu MA to pour all the boiling water.
He scalded the chicken a little while plucking the feathers.
Leng Yicheng pulls the summer solstice and comes back.
"Daddy, I'll pluck your hair!"
"Get out of the way, or you'll get splashed!"
Cold day swept an interest strong small fellow, deep voice reminds.
Leng Yicheng moved back and continued to watch.
Summer solstice standing there, looking at the man with a smile, "hot, I help you pluck hair!"
He snorted in the cold.
"You'd better do something else. I can handle it by myself."
She turned her mouth. "Are you sure?"
Looking at her on a cold day, the chicken is hot. Take it to one side of the rice bag and quickly pluck the hair.
Leng Yicheng also comes close to him and reaches for it.
Pop!
The little hand was photographed in the cold.
"Not afraid of scalding?"
The cold weather made my son angry.
Leng Yicheng pouted, "aren't you pulling it, daddy?"
"I have thick skin and thick flesh." It's cold in the cold.
Leng Yicheng
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