MTL - After the Eldest Sister-in-law Died Young, Dai Wen Remarried.-Chapter 68 Liu Yuzhi saw the smile in her son's eyes

 Fortunately, the man was very strong and could control the hen, which was desperately struggling between life and death, with one hand, and prevented it from flapping too much.

 Otherwise, the chicken blood gurgling from the chicken's neck may splash everywhere.

Even so, a few drops of blood splashed onto Yun Qinghuan's white hands. For a moment, the warm and sticky feeling made her so uncomfortable that she almost threw the bowl in her hand.

 She usually uses plasma when acting. The plasma is very lifelike, but no matter how realistic it is, it can't compare to the real and warm blood now.

With the last trace of reason, Yun Qinghuan calmed herself down and did not really throw the bowl out.

I told myself in my heart that this is chicken blood, purely natural. Once it solidifies, put it in boiling water and tighten it. I don’t know how delicious it will be when you make red oil chicken blood!

 After saying this several times, Yun Qinghuan was no longer so afraid.

"Okay." The man's deep voice sounded. The hen that was struggling just now had stopped moving and was obviously dead.

Yun Qinghuan came to his senses and realized that the bowl was already filled with more than half of the chicken blood.

She had been convincing herself just now that she was distracted.

Seeing that it was finally over, she breathed a sigh of relief, "Then I'll go wash up first."

There were a few drops of chicken blood in my hand, which was sticky and uncomfortable.

"Okay." The man smiled, threw the chicken into the basin, turned the wheelchair to get the hot water bottle, "I'll take off the chicken feathers."

Yun Qinghuan didn't argue with him. She really didn't want to touch the chicken. She always felt that the shudder of the chicken feathers coming into contact with the skin was unacceptable.

The little guy had been watching them kill the chicken. Now he saw that the chicken was dead and said happily, "Uncle, Mom, I want to use chicken feathers to make shuttlecocks!"

 Happily, he pointed to a few particularly conspicuous and beautiful chicken feathers on the **** of the chicken.

Children in rural areas all like to play shuttlecock, especially in this era when there is little entertainment, so shuttlecock is even more popular.

Furthermore, chickens in rural areas are huge treasures, and many people are reluctant to kill them, so those who make feather shuttlecocks are relatively rare.

If anyone has a feather shuttlecock, it will be sought after by children.

Yun Qinghuan looked at An An while washing his hands, with a smile on his lips, "Okay, but this is a hen, and the chicken feathers are not particularly good. The shuttlecocks made may not be as beautiful as the rooster's feathers."

"It doesn't matter."

 The little guy stared at the chicken feathers with bright eyes.

Yun Qinghuan washed his hands, took the chicken blood to the kitchen and covered it with a lid. He let it sit for a while until it cooled and solidified into lumps, then he used boiling water to firm it up.

 Then he squatted with the little guy and watched the man take off his chicken feathers, and picked out a few chicken feathers that looked very nice.

He went to find a copper coin, cloth and rubber band.

These are the tools for making feather shuttlecocks.

Yun Qinghuan is actually not very good at doing it. She just saw it in a video before, so she tried to do it for An An. She failed several times at the beginning and wasted a lot of money.

 The little guy looked so worried that sweat broke out on his forehead, "Mom, why don't you wait until grandma comes back and let grandma do it for me?"

I really feel sorry for those chicken feathers that he finally picked out.

Especially Yun Qinghuan was really bad at needlework and was clumsy and pricked herself several times.

 An An looked distressed and anxious.

 I hate myself because I was so happy just now that I forgot that my own mother doesn't seem to be good at sewing.

 Usually when his clothes are torn, grandma sews them for him.

Yun Qinghuan was still a little unconvinced. She felt that the needlework was not that difficult, so she held her breath. She didn't want to be underestimated by the little guy and insisted on making a shuttlecock by herself.

The two of them were sitting on chairs. An An's nervous little hands were clenched into fists, watching his mother doing shuttlecock with a very rich expression.

Yun Qinghuan, the person involved, never let go of his frown, carefully staring at the copper coins and chicken feathers in his hand.

 Mother and son were so focused that they forgot everything around them.

The man was taking off his chicken feathers and looking over there, with a smile in his eyes from time to time. From a distance, it looks like a family of three.

Liu Yuzhi went to the fields early today, and when she came back, she moved very lightly. She was a little worried thinking about her daughter-in-law.

It was obvious that her mother-in-law would not give up easily. She was probably concerned about her daughter-in-law's frail body and did not take her away by force last time, but this did not mean that Chen Pandi was willing to let go of Yun Qinghuan.

 Marrying again means a large betrothal gift.

It has been a while since my mother-in-law and family left last time, and I don’t know how long I can survive.

 Many people in the village began to plot against her daughter-in-law. After all, a girl's marriage was considered popular no matter where she was.

Especially a young and outstanding-looking girl like Yun Qinghuan.

Before Liu Yuzhi reached the entrance of the courtyard, she heard the slightly childish words between her grandson and her daughter-in-law from a distance.

She was stunned for a moment, then she smiled and planned to go into the yard, not wanting her family to see her worry.

Who knew she had just walked to the door, but before she entered, she saw the scene of three people getting along harmoniously in the yard.

Especially when her son was stripping the chicken, he looked up at the mother and son chattering beside him. The tenderness between his eyebrows was something she had never seen before.

The hot water in the basin was steaming upwards. Liu Yuzhi saw the smile in her son's eyes as the steam filled the air.

　　She stopped and stood blankly at the door without taking another step forward.

Until Bai Naihan picked up the hen that had taken off its feathers, he planned to run it through cold water again, wash the hen, and then take off the fine chicken feathers. As a result, he turned around and saw Liu Yuzhi standing at the gate for who knows how long. .

"mom?"

 A sound of surprise.

Yun Qinghuan and An An heard the noise and looked towards the door.

"mom."

 “Grandma!”

 When An An saw Liu Yuzhi, it was like seeing a savior, so she stood up and ran towards her.

Liu Yuzhi came back to her senses and opened her arms to hold her grandson in her arms. Although An An was small, the boy was very strong and his strength was there. Liu Yuzhi was stunned and took two steps back before he could stand still.

“Grandma, you are finally back! Mom wants to make me a feather shuttlecock, but she hasn’t finished it yet, and she has pricked her hand with several **** skeletons. Grandma, please make it for me.”

 An'an acts like a spoiled child.

Liu Yuzhi looked over and saw that the chicken feathers in her daughter-in-law's hands had been rubbed out of shape.

Yun Qinghuan was a little embarrassed and winked at the little guy. This naughty kid was weird at seeing what was being ordered.

It’s a pity that An An didn’t seem to see it.

“Mom, I’m not very good at needlework.”

 A little discouraged.

 I don’t know how to get the chicken feathers into the hole of the copper coin without coming out, and still make it look very good.

Seeing her like this, Liu Yuzhi raised the corners of her lips and said, "It's okay, I'll do it."

As she spoke, she walked over. Passing by her son, she paused and glanced at him lightly, "I chopped the chicken on the way and left half of it unchopped."

After speaking, he raised a smile and walked towards his daughter-in-law.

As for the hen that should have made people particularly greedy, she didn't even look at it.

 The man pursed his lips, held the hen and hummed softly.

Yun Qinghuan felt that the air was suddenly stagnant. He raised his head a little strangely, but only saw her mother-in-law smiling.