Chapter 482: Tracing One's background

Lin Dazhi: "Yes, this is a good idea! Your mother won't scold you, but I can still drink chicken soup with you! "

Lin Lei smiled without saying a word. Seeing that Song Yi had already placed the chicken in the basin, she skillfully poured boiling water into it and squatted on the ground to start plucking the feathers.

She didn't expect this man to really know how to do anything. Lin Lei squatted on the ground and plucked the feathers with him. She had to pluck the feathers for the chicken when the water was hot.

When the water was cold, She would pluck the feathers from the chicken's body. It was very likely that the skin would come off.

Lin Lei said while plucking the chicken feathers, "Dad, what do you want for breakfast? "

Lin Dazhi found a bench and sat on the ground. "You just have to do as you see fit. As long as it's your cooking, your mother will like to eat it. "

Now that the space had been opened, he could use some of the vegetables in the space to give them a large amount of spiritual energy to eat. It would be better for their health.

The chicken feathers were quickly cleaned. Song Yi stood up and scooped up a few more scoops of water from the pot and poured it into another large basin

"Wife! Bring me the kitchen knife. "

Lin Lei stood up and went to the chopping board to bring the kitchen knife over. She watched as the man held the kitchen knife in his hand. His movements were very skillful as he separated a chicken.

Lin Dazhi was very satisfied that his son-in-law heard a voice in the room as he stood up

"perhaps your mother has woken up. I'LL GO IN AND HELP! You just have to watch how you cook breakfast. After you finish cooking, directly put the chicken into the pot. This chicken soup has to be boiled for half a day. The meat won't rot if the old chicken is cooked for a short period of time! "

"FATHER! I UNDERSTAND! "

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Lin Dazhi entered the house and saw Li Qiuyue. He had already folded the quilt on the Kang. "Next time, when I come in, I'll fold the quilt. Your body should be resting! If you fall down again, what will I do? "

Li Qiuyue sat on the Kang and picked up a needle and thread. "Look at what you're saying. Why is my body now like paper? "

Lin Dazhi saw his woman and started to take the soles of his shoes again. He reached out to give the gun to her, but he was afraid that his wife would be angry. He could only sit by the Kang helplessly

"You better take it easy. Don't prick your hands. "

Li Qiuyue smiled but did not say anything to this old man. Every time he blamed her, he was actually silently caring for her. She had been living with him for decades. If he did not speak a few words to her one day, she would not be used to it!

When Lin Lei saw her father enter the room, she quietly told Song Yi about the changes in the space.

Song Yi was also very happy after hearing this. His wife's space actually had a medical system. If anything happened to the people around her, she could totally save them herself.

After Lin Lei finished talking about the matter, she took out the ingredients from her space. First, it was simple. She took out a few vegetables that should have been at home, but there was no meat at home.

In his home, if one wanted to eat meat, they had to go to the town fair to buy it, so they couldn't take out the meat.

She walked to the rice tank and directly replaced all the rice inside with the spiritual rice in her space.

After searching for a long time, she finally found a small bag of white flour. Looking at this little bit of white flour, it should only be enough to make a meal of dumplings. It was too difficult at home.

Making dumplings was a little too troublesome. Looking at the chicken in the basin, he could use two chicken thighs to slice the chicken and then wrap the wontons to eat.

"Song Yi, how about Wontons for breakfast? "

"En! I think it's okay. I haven't eaten wontons for a long time! " Song Yi had already finished dealing with the chicken. He immediately began to clean up the feathers on the ground, put the bigger feathers in a bag, and threw the rest into the fire to be burned.