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Chang'an and Goudan sneaked into the yard at this time and handed the pheasant to their uncle and aunt.

Wu was surprised. She picked up the still alive pheasant and looked at it again and asked curiously: "Where did it come from?"

"We caught it!" Goudan said proudly.

Chang'an handed the headless pheasant that Huahua had brought back to his aunt: "Huahua, Huahua catches it."

"Oh, there are two of them." Mrs. Wu was pleasantly surprised and quickly carried both of them to the kitchen to clean up.

Huh? This live pheasant looks like it has eggs in its butt. How about keeping it for a few days?

Wu hesitated for a long time and decided to raise the live hen first.

Even if you can't feed it, you can at least wait for it to lay its eggs.

With this thought, Mrs. Wu found a tattered straw basket, grabbed a handful of soft straw and put it in, stuffed the live chicken inside, and covered it with a bamboo basket.

After placing the live pheasant, Wu began to deal with the remaining one.

The pheasant is actually not that big, and there are only two pieces of meat in the breast after the skin is torn off.

There is no meat on the chicken legs, and only the chicken liver and heart in the chest can be eaten.

However, the pheasant was caught by Huahua, and the most delicate chicken liver and heart must be reserved for it.

Wu was just thinking about it when she looked up and saw two little children squatting in front of her and watching her peel the chicken.

"Chang'an, go get the shepherd's purse that aunt dug. Let's make shepherd's purse dumplings for today." There wasn't enough chicken, so we had to make up for it with wild vegetables.

Mrs. Wu wants to chop chicken breasts into pieces and make shepherd’s purse and chicken dumplings for the children.

"Yeah!" Chang'an stood up and went to the yard to get shepherd's purse.

The shepherd's purse, wild onions, bracken, etc. that aunt dug yesterday have been cleaned and dried in the bamboo board.

The shepherd's purse was especially tender after being soaked in water, and it swelled a lot in one basket.

Chang'an stuffed shepherd's purse into the rice basket, and Goudan also came to help.

The two children were very busy when they suddenly saw Huahua coming in with something in her mouth.

"Huh? Where did Huahua catch a cuckoo bird?"

Goudan hurriedly ran over to get the bird, but Huahua avoided him, walked straight to Chang'an, and put down the bird in her mouth.

This unlucky gray-feathered bird had just flown down from the tree. Before it could even peck a bite of grass seeds on the ground, it was unlucky enough to be pounced on by the big cat, and its neck was instantly bitten off.

Chang'an curiously picked up the wings of the gray bird and looked at it, then ran over and handed it to his aunt: "Huahuahuazhu."

Huahua also followed with light steps, and there seemed to be a touch of contentment on the cat's face.

"Hey, what's wrong with Huahua today? How can she be so capable?" Mrs. Wu took the cuckoo bird and said, "I'll cut out the heart and liver later and give it to Huahua to eat."

Huahua meowed, very satisfied.

Wu also skinned the cuckoo bird, peeled out the breast meat, and chopped it with the pheasant meat.

As for the skeleton, save it for soup.

There is little fat in the skin of wild birds, and their feathers are extremely difficult to shed, so they have to be skinned.

After giving the bird's heart and liver to Huahua, Wu began to chop the meat stuffing.

Seeing Sister-in-law Qian coming over, Mrs. Wu said: "Sister-in-law Six, Goudan, Chang'an and Huahua went to catch two pheasants and came back. I'll chop some meat stuffing and make dumplings with shepherd's purse. Today you and Brother Six Qiao'er will come over for dinner." .”

"Okay." Sister-in-law Qian was polite and went to the water tank to scoop out water to wash her hands and help her make noodles.

Nowadays, the wheat noodles that villagers eat are thick noodles without removing the bran. Although the bran has been ground very finely, it is still rough compared with refined white flour.

However, it is good to have something to eat during the lean years. Some people cannot even afford thick noodles, so they can only eat wild vegetables and bean noodles cooked into a paste to satisfy their hunger.

Chang'an took another look at his uncle and saw that he had gone to sleep, so he went back to the yard to play with Gou Dan playing apricot kernels.

When I was about to start playing, I suddenly heard the voice of my little cousin: "Dad is really useless. He can't do any small things well. This is great. Not only did he scare the snake, but he also got scratched and his face was scratched. He is really a loser!" 】

[Forget it, I’ll just do it myself from now on. Anyway, the days are long and I can always find a chance to take care of them! Don’t be in a hurry.]

The sound became softer and softer, and gradually disappeared.

Chang'an dug his ears to hear something more, but nothing happened.

"Haha! Chang'an, you missed it again! It's my turn now!" Goudan kneeled down on the ground and played the apricot kernel with great interest. As the apricot kernel flew out, he quickly climbed forward again.

His hands and body were quickly stained with mud, and his pants were unreadable. Even though his mother patched him up several times, his knees were still frayed.

Changan frowned.

She didn't understand what her little cousin said, but she knew the general meaning. She just wanted to continue harming her uncle, aunt, or herself.

Chang'an clenched his fist angrily and must tell his uncle!

She quickly got up and ran into the house.

He climbed onto the kang on a stool and pushed Song Sanshun who had just fallen asleep.

"Uncle, uncle, my cousin is evil! I want to take care of you!" Chang An said seriously with a puffy face. Although she didn't understand what cooking meant, she still wanted to harm people.

Song Sanshun reached out and touched his little niece's head, "Uncle knows."

Not only did Song Jizu want to harm him, but his stepmother probably wanted him to die even more.

As long as he and his brother are dead, this family will completely belong to Song Jizu.

Although the old house here is dilapidated, there are trees planted in front and behind the house, as well as a small vegetable patch and a water storage ditch, all of which he and his wife took care of little by little.

If this place is sold, it can be sold for a few copper coins at least. In addition to the two acres of dry land on the mountainside, it can be sold for more than ten dollars, right?

Seeing that his uncle understood, Chang'an climbed off the kang again, ran out, and continued playing with Goudan by playing apricot kernels.

The shepherd's purse and chicken dumplings are finally out of the pot, and the aroma fills the whole kitchen.

In fact, there is not a trace of minced meat in the dumplings, and there is only a sporadic aroma of meat, but it is still much more delicious than the dumplings without meat.

Chang'an ate seven dumplings in one go. His belly couldn't hold it anymore and he felt like the dumplings were stuck in his throat.

Wu smiled and said, "How can you eat seven? Come on, take another bite and make it eight."

The number seven is unlucky. When eating or buying things, it is either four, six or eight. For pairs to be auspicious, seven must not be used. It is a number used by the deceased.

Little Changan burped and had no choice but to take a small bite of the dumplings her aunt brought over.

Sister-in-law Qian also laughed: "The dumplings are really delicious today. Xiuying, your cooking skills are exquisite. Why not go to the market and set up a stall to sell snacks? Business will be booming."

Wu shook her head: "It's not cost-effective to sell snacks."

If you don’t have any food to eat at home, how can you use the remaining food to make snacks? If he encounters a scoundrel who doesn't pay for food, he won't be able to reason with him.

Moreover, rural markets are the most chaotic. They are no better than big towns like Tieniu Town. There are still people carrying sticks to maintain law and order in the towns and markets. This is not the case in the countryside. Not to mention having a free meal, even the chickens and ducks in the house have been stolen. No one came to solve the case.

Besides, there are many poor people in the village, many of whom don't pay for food, and they are all young gangsters in groups. If one person doesn't go his way, they may destroy your food stall.

"It's better to make strings of beads." Wooden soapberries cannot be eaten or drunk, and they are not valuable. The people who buy them are all good people who believe in gods and Buddhas, and they don't have any bad intentions.

Sister-in-law Qian: "That's right. If you are selling food, a man must go with you."

Moreover, the busy season is coming soon, and men are still expected to do the farm work in the fields. There is no free time to accompany the mother-in-law to set up a stall at the market.

Song Laoliu Xilihulu drank up the dumpling soup in the bowl, put down the bowl and said: "Let's string some beads honestly. We won't lose money if we don't sell them. We will make a penny if we sell them."

Song Sanshun also nodded: "Indeed." He actually didn't want his wife to show herself outside, but with the situation at home, it was always good to have some income.

Anyway, the temple fair in Tieniu Town only happens once every fifteen days, so I can definitely spare some time to accompany my wife to sell beads.

Just after finishing the evening meal, the clan leader came back with a group of people. (End of chapter)