MTL - The Boss Wears a Book To a Woman-Chapter 248 Things like killing chickens let me do it

Seeing that Qiao Yun could chatter to two chickens for a while, Nan Min had no choice but to believe that Qiao Yun in this life turned out to be a chatterbox.

Inadvertently turning back to Shang Nanjun's doting smile, Qiao Yun couldn't help being startled, something in his heart jumped violently, and the tips of his ears turned red.

"Have we brought back all the grain we harvested in autumn?"

Nan Jun suddenly thought of the reason for his injury, and couldn't help asking.

Qiao Yun said without raising his head: "It's all piled up in the backyard! Tell me about you, why bother with those two dogs for a bag of brown rice, they are used to running amok in the village, let's give her a bag so what?"

Thinking of Nanjun being almost killed by those scourges, Qiao Yun was terrified for a while.

Although his family is not rich, he would never exchange his life for that bag of rice.

"Such a scourge should have been beaten a long time ago. Next time I see them, I will beat them again."

Qiao Yun couldn't laugh or cry when Nan Jun said such words in the tone of a twelve-year-old child.

After flicking the water off his hand, Qiao Yun gave Nan Jun a dissatisfied look.

"Just stay at home for me honestly, and I won't care about you if you go out and cause trouble."

Seeing Qiao Yun hanging the clothes on the rope on tiptoe, and still not forgetting to turn her head and stare at her, Nan Min only thought that Qiao Yun like this was extremely cute.

The "Nanju" in the book is really not a thing, to be willing to sell such a good person to such a place, what a damn!

"Did you hear what I said?"

Qiao Yun suddenly increased his voice, and shouted at Nan Jun who was in a daze.

"Yun'er, no one will bully us anymore!"

Nan Jun said such a sentence without beginning and end, which made Qiao Yun stunned on the spot.

But when he thought about the changes in Nanyun these past few days, Qiao Yun didn't feel anything strange.

The child has been sick for a few days and he likes to talk nonsense, but that's okay, it's better to be talkative than to be silent before.

After all, there are only the two of them in the family, and Nan Jun doesn't like to talk, if he doesn't say anything, wouldn't this family be too deserted?

That's why Qiao Yun's habit of being a small chatterbox developed.

After washing the clothes, Qiao Yun went to catch the chicken that always likes to fight.

But he is thin and can't run fast, how can he catch up with the chicken that flies and runs!

Seeing Qiao Yun running profusely in sweat, Nan Jun smiled and stood up.

"Leave things like killing chickens to me! Yun'er, go boil the water, and I'll catch it."

Qiao Yun was too lazy to correct her and asked her to call her brother, and let her call him whatever she liked.

It's just that she has injuries on her body, how can she do such a dangerous thing as catching chickens?

For Qiao Yun, catching chickens is indeed a very dangerous thing.

"But you're still hurt!"

"It's all right now, didn't the doctor also say that he wants me to come out more?"

"That's true."

Thinking of the doctor's explanation, Qiao Yun nodded unconsciously.

As soon as Qiao Yun entered the stove, Nan Jun picked up a stone and hit the chicken with his back.

In fact, Nan Jun didn't want to eat the chicken, she just loved Qiao Yun and wanted to make up for him.

Nan Jun has already made a plan. When she recovers from her injury, she will go hunting in the back mountain. Qiao Yun must eat some meat every day.

Seeing Nan Jun come in with the chicken, Qiao Yun opened his mouth wide in shock.

This caught the chicken?

Qiao Yun boiled a pot of hot water and poured it into the basin, held a kitchen knife and murmured to the chicken's neck: "Don't blame the chicken, you are a dish in Yangjian. I will kill you today, and you will come back tomorrow." ..."

Looking at the little man who was trembling with fright but still trying to pretend to be calm, Nan Jun couldn't help laughing, holding the chicken with one hand, and taking the kitchen knife from Qiao Yun with the other.

"Let me do it!"

After the two plucked the hair, cut the abdomen, cleaned, and chopped the chicken together, the chicken was finally out of the pot.

Nan Jun sat on the ground and lit the fire, while Qiao Yun was cooking vegetables and stewing pancakes, the scene was extremely warm.

There was only a small bag of white noodles at home, and Qiao Yun was reluctant to take it out to eat on weekdays, but now that Nan Jun was sick, even if the Chinese New Year was more difficult, he had to let her eat better now.

The white flour pancake exudes a tempting aroma, and it is delicious when paired with the chicken in the pot.

Nan Jun's stomach growled at the right time, and Qiao Yun pursed his lips and said with a smile, "Are you hungry? You'll be fine soon!"

The tone seemed to be coaxing a child, but there was nowhere to put Nan Jun's old face.

"It doesn't matter, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, I can wait."

Thinking that Qiao Yun was not an outsider, Nan Jun simply joked with him cheekily, which made Qiao Yun chuckle.

Qiao Yun always felt that after Nan Jun got this illness, he became more cheerful, talked more, and became more lively, which is a good thing.

Serving Nan Jun a bowl of delicious chicken soup, Qiao Yun picked some good meat and put two white flour pancakes on top and brought them out together. Nan Jun sat at the table and watched Qiao Yun busy, feeling extremely satisfied.

But when she saw that she had white flour pancakes on the table a few years ago, while Qiao Yun's bowl had only half a piece of steamed bread, she couldn't help turning a handsome face.

Before Qiao Yun could sit down, Nan Jun had already snatched the steamed bread from his bowl, and handed over the two white flour pancakes in front of him.

Qiao Yun glared at Nan Jun with displeasure, and said with a flat mouth: "Do you think I will cook you such a good meal every day? Isn't it because I want your injury to heal sooner, but you will love others , told me to grab food with a patient!"

Nan Jun pretended not to hear, broke the steamed buns into pieces, soaked them in the chicken soup, and ate them with a snort.

Qiao Yun looked at Nan Jun helplessly, there was nothing she could do for him who was so silent.

Qiao Yun broke off half of a pancake and chewed slowly, then pushed the rest to Nan Jun.

Nan Jun put down the bowl and watched Qiao Yun just eat the pancake with his head down, but the meat on the plate refused to move, his heart was distressed and angry.

Picking up a chicken leg and putting it in front of Qiao Yun, Nan Jun said seriously: "Yun'er, when I grow up, I can let you live a better life in the future, you don't need to save it like this. If you don't eat this chicken, I will definitely eat it." It won't move either."

Qiao Yun raised her eyes and glanced at Nan Jun, seeing that she didn't look like she was joking, then looked down at the chicken legs in the bowl, her eyes blushed.

Since his mother passed away, this was the first time he felt warmth.

"Okay, I'll eat it, and you can eat it while it's hot!"

Qiao Yun took a small bite of the chicken leg, and the aroma filled his mouth. This chicken leg was the best thing he had ever eaten.

Nan Jun stood up and went out with a bowl, but before Qiao Yun could react, she had already walked in with a bowl of chicken soup.

"This chicken soup is most suitable for men to drink, such a big pot, you can't keep it all for me!"