The lively sounds of slaughtering cattle over there were quieter, but Zhao Yuanle was lighting a fire here, and the chicken had already been boiled dry and two ladles of water was gone.

He Ju opened the pot, poured the pickled radish cubes and pickled peppers in, stir-fried for a while, and then took it out of the pot.

After the chicken was put out, He Ju didn't wash the pot. He scooped some chicken soup out of the pot at the back, mixed it with the oil in the pot, added some salt, and threw the rapeseed tips in to cook.

Zhao Yuanle glanced at the oil bottle on the cupboard and thought, when she raises pigs, she will not have to worry about eating oil.

He Ju finished her meal and sat down at Zhao Yuanle's seat.

"You go out and play, and I'll burn it."

Zhao Yuanle and Zhao Yuanlan went out together.

The fried chicken is placed in a large bowl and covered with another bowl. The alluring aroma can only be smelled from the gaps around the edges.

Zhao Yuanlan gave Zhao Yuanle a look.

"Eat cockscombs."

Zhao Yuanle: "Don't worry."

Old Man Wang's voice came from outside.

Zhao Yuanle and Zhao Yuanlan went out together and saw Old Man Wang carrying a pile of cow bones, and the other dog was carrying cow tongues and several kilograms of good beef.

Old Man Wang smiled and said: "Give this to 20%, you should keep it quickly."

As usual, there was a lot of evasion, and it was almost time to evade. Zhao Yuanle stepped forward very understandingly, took the bones and meat from the hands of Old Man Wang and the dog, and turned around and entered the kitchen.

He Ju took a look.

"There is also beef tongue, this is a good thing."

Zhao Yuanle: "I want to eat tripe."

He Ju's eyes were quite disgusting.

"What's so delicious about tripe? The tongue is much more delicious. If you want to eat it, I'll order it back when I go back to my parents' house."

Zhao Yuanle chuckled.

"good."

He Ju opened the lid of the pot and found that the vegetables inside were cooked.

"Get a bowl to scoop out the rice and call Lan Lan to come over and get the chopsticks."

Zhao Yuanle was scooping out rice, while Old Wang went to look at Zhao Ercheng, and soon led the dog away again.

Zhao Dacheng said that he wanted to keep people for dinner, so Old Wang walked faster.

He Ju first served the soup to Zhao Ercheng and asked Zhao Yuanle to deliver it to him.

Zhao Ercheng was still in pain, and the injuries on his body had been taken care of by Zhao Dacheng.

He took one look at the soup and asked Zhao Yuanle to go over and eat first.

"you eat first."

When Zhao Yuanle heard this, he turned back to eat happily.

Zhao Ercheng, who was on the bed: "..."

His daughter is still the same...

Seeing Zhao Yuanle, He Ju came directly over: "You feed your father and drink the soup first."

Zhao Yuanle waved his hand.

"My dad doesn't want to drink it now."

Zhao Dacheng smiled and asked Zhao Yuanle to sit down and eat.

"Eat first, baby must be hungry."

Zhao Yuanlan nodded fiercely.

When the whole family was seated, Zhao Dacheng moved his chopsticks, and then the others moved their chopsticks and started eating.

Zhao Yuanlan kept looking at Zhao Yuanle, and Zhao Yuanle's eyes fell on the comb of the chicken's head.

Zhao Sancheng picked up the chicken head with chopsticks and put it in Zhao Dacheng's bowl.

"Brother, eat this chicken head."

Zhao Yuanlan and Zhao Yuanle looked at each other, and Zhao Yuanle saw the anxiety in Zhao Yuanlan's eyes.

Zhao Yuanle hurriedly said: "Uncle, I haven't eaten cockscombs yet."

Zhao Dacheng was stunned, the chopsticks holding the chicken head resting on top of the bowl.

"Do you want to eat cockscombs?"

Zhao Yuanle nodded: "Yes."

He Ju was stuffing chicken legs into Zhao Yuantong's hand. When he heard this, he couldn't help but glare at Zhao Yuantong.

"You're fighting for chicken heads with your uncle every day. You're going to go to heaven, aren't you?"

Zhao Dacheng smiled: "Come on, I'll give it to you, you and Lan Lan will share it."

Zhao Yuanlan held the bowl and flattered Zhao Dacheng with a smile on her face.

"Uncle is the best."

Zhao Sancheng looked at the excitement of the two sharing the cockscomb, smiled, took a sip of wine, and had another drink with Zhao Dacheng.

"Come on, brother, have a drink."

Zhao Dacheng drank a drink.

Zhao Sancheng dipped his chopsticks in some wine to tease Zhao Yuantong.

"Come on, Yao'er, come and have a taste."

Zhao Dacheng raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Our little boy is so good-looking, fair and plump, anyone who looks at him will fall in love with him."

He Juru was proud, and her eyes looked at Zhao Yuantong with the same pride as a mother's.

She raised this big fat boy from the size of a handful of noodles.

She has been unhappy in her life and has not given birth to a son. Now she treats Zhao Yuantong as her own son, and Zhao Yuanlan slides into the back row for her.

Zhao Yuantong held the chicken legs in one hand and chopsticks in the other to chop the rice. His mouth was filled with oil.

“The chicken legs are delicious.”

He Ju's smiling face turned into a flower.

"Our youngest son is very capable. He can even hold chopsticks."

Zhao Dacheng smiled and said: "Little Yao'er is turning two years old this year, right?"

He Ju nodded: "Yes."

Zhao Dacheng: “Wait until he is three years old and then give him a sandbox to write on and play with.

When you are five or six years old, you will be sent to school to learn reading and arithmetic.

No matter whether he is good at reading or not, we still need him to be able to read and write his own name."

Zhao Sancheng nodded.

"Okay, the rain has been good in the past two years. When the cow gives birth to its calf, it can still be sold for money. Then we can send Yao'er to school in the county."

Zhao Dacheng waved his hand.

"You don't have to worry about the tuition. I'll pay for it when the time comes."

Zhao Sancheng nodded.

"Brother, you are still capable. Our whole family depends on you."

Zhao Dacheng: "We are all brothers, let's talk about this."

Zhao Yuanle and Zhao Yuanlan finished eating the cockscombs together, and Zhao Yuanlan looked at Zhao Yuanle.

"It's delicious."

Zhao Yuanle: "That's not true."

Zhao Yuanlan: "But just a little bit. If a chicken has more heads, we can eat more cockscombs."

Zhao Yuanle: "Chickens are small, and everything on their body is only so big. Look at how big a pig is. No matter where it is, it can't be eaten in one bite."

Zhao Yuanlan thought for a while, and it seemed that this was really the case.

"I want to eat pig intestines."

Zhao Yuanlan said.

Zhao Yuanle gave Zhao Yuanlan the look of a good sister.
To be continued...