When Ji Yu came back, it was completely dark.

Fu Liu, who had been hungry all day, hurriedly opened the door, and Ji Yu handed over the only two hares, "There are many hunters now, and the prey in the forest are all hairy."

Fu Liu didn't expect that the boring gourd could explain it to him, but he was stunned all of a sudden.

Ji Yu only thought that Fuliu was disgusted with too little prey, paused and said: "After the first snow falls, people who are not hunters all the year round will not dare to go into the mountains. It will be better at that time."

Seeing a flash of self-blame in his eyes, Fu Liu quickly recovered and took the rabbit, "It's okay, two rabbits are enough for the two of us to eat a few meals."

After entering the house and putting the rabbit aside, Fu Liu brought out the old hen, "Ji Yu, I don't know how to kill chickens, so you can deal with this chicken."

Ji Yu frowned, although he didn't know how Fuliu got the chicken, but according to Ji's temper, he would definitely not let him and Fuliu into the kitchen of the East House again, there were no condiments or pots, just kill the chicken. What can I do?Is it eaten raw?

Fu Liu guessed Ji Yu's doubts, and urged him to push him, "You just need to be responsible for killing the chicken, and leave the rest to me."

Seeing what she said, Ji Yu had no choice but to turn around and start the fire. After putting the basin full of well water on the fire, he drew out his dagger and wiped the old hen's neck with one knife. After it was boiled, the dead old hen was thrown in, and the chicken began to shed its feathers by the temperature of the hot water.

Fu Liu was stupefied watching from the sidelines, but this Ji Yu is really a good hand at work, clean and not messy at all, but she didn't expect him to peel chicken feathers in boiling water with bare hands!

"Take it out quickly, the water is so hot!" She leaned over and took his hands out of the hot water, held them in her palms, and blew cold air with her mouth.

Although her hands are fat but not big, they look petite and cute like cat's pads.

Ji Yu was a little obsessed with this soft touch, but he withdrew his hand in an instant, and said softly, "I'm not afraid."

Fu Liu was stunned, only to realize that although he had big hands with slender fingers and well-defined joints, there was a thick layer of calluses on both the belly of the fingers and the palm of the hand.

"It's this time, are you still in the mood to flirt? Are you afraid of starving to death?"

There was a mild sarcasm behind her, Fu Liu turned her head and saw Cui Fen walking out with Chun Kui's arm on her arm, followed by Ji Gang and Ji Wu who were carrying the table.

After Ji Gang and Ji Wu put the table in the yard, Ji came out with the food. The steamed buns and pickles were not there, but the table was full of wild game that Ji Yu had hunted back. I thought it was early Chinese New Year.

The members of Old Ji's family sat around the table but they were not in a hurry to eat. Instead, they all looked at Fuliu and Ji Yu as if they were watching a play. He stopped talking and laughing.

Cui Fen said, "You don't even have salt to make chicken? It's a waste of money!"

Chunkui said, "It's okay, if people don't eat it, they can still be fed to dogs."

Ji said, "I'm afraid that even dogs won't be eaten by then."

Although these women's chattering voices were too disturbing, but Fu Liu just took it as a dog farting, and just lowered his head and did what he was doing.

After Ji Yu cleaned up all the internal organs of the chicken, Fu Liu broke off a few branches from the fruit tree in the yard, and strung the clean white striped chicken on top.

"You take it first."

After Fu Liu handed the skewered white striped chicken to Ji Yu, he got up and went back to the house. After a while, he took out a crock pot and a natural hornet's nest from the house.

The honeycomb was originally brought back by Ji Yu before they got married, but the Ji family only knew that the meat and food were not recognized, and Ji Yu threw it away without even looking at it. Ji Yu didn't know whether it was laziness or hanging in the house I forgot, but it was discovered by Fu Liu who was cleaning the house.

Fu Liu first put the earthen pot on the ground, then lifted the hornet's nest high and smashed it towards the ground forcefully.

The crisp shell cracked as soon as it fell, and there was a crisp sound of 'click', and soon thick honey flowed out from the gap. Fu Liu quickly picked up the hornet's nest and pointed it at the mouth of the jar, The hornet's nest, which was as big as a watermelon, was completely empty of a crock of honey.

Fu Liu waited for the honeycomb to run out of honey before walking to Ji Yu's side with the honeycomb in hand, "Break the honeycomb apart."

Ji Yu easily broke the honeycomb into two halves, and then according to Fu Liu's instructions, pressed the honeycomb on the old hen that was roasting on the fire.

With the cooperation of him and her, soon the aroma of honey-made roast chicken with the sweetness of honey and the aroma of fruit branches spread in the air, causing the watchdogs of the nearby neighbors to bark.

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