Siheyuan: If you have the butcher's knife in your hand, let's try again.

Qin Huairu opened the quilt and got out of bed, holding a bowl and drinking.

The chicken soup that has just come out of the pot looks not hot, but it is actually very hot.

She rarely drank chicken soup. Not knowing this, she almost burned herself to death after one gulp.

"Wow……"

It was so hot that I opened my mouth wide and there were already blisters in my mouth.

"Huai Ru, drink slowly, no one will compete with you."

Jia Dongxu felt sorry for her and gave her a glass of cold water.

After drinking two large glasses of cold water, my mouth no longer hurts so much.

Jia Dongxu held the bowl, blowing on it with his mouth and stirring it with a spoon. After working for a few minutes, he finally got the chicken soup to cool down.

"Come on, ready."

Qin Huairu picked up the bowl again. This time she was not in a hurry to drink with her mouth. She brought her nose closer to smell it first.

The chicken soup is so fragrant, it smells better than flowers.

After smelling it, I took a spoonful and put it into my mouth, smacking it carefully, and my mouth was filled with the salty and oily aroma.

One sip was not enough, so I drank it one after another.

Jia Dongxu felt happy after drinking the soup, and he laughed heartily.

After drinking the soup, eat meat again, choosing only big lumps of lean meat to eat.

"Dongxu, don't just watch me eat, you should eat too."

Jia Dongxu responded and also took a bowl.

She eats it, and so does Jia Dongxu.

However, Jia Dongxu ate chicken heads and butts, leaving the chicken legs and breasts to Qin Huairu.

She hadn't eaten for more than ten hours since last night. Qin Huairu ate three large bowls in a row and put down the bowl when she couldn't eat any more.

Jia Dongxu also ate two bowls. When he wanted to eat another bowl, he found that there was only soup and water left in the pot.

The soup, soup, and water are also nutritious and cannot be wasted. I scavenge everything in the pot and eat it all.

A two-pound fat chicken was eaten by the two of them in one meal.

After eating the chicken, Jia Dongxu washed the pots and dishes and cleaned up. Qin Huairu lay on the bed and fell asleep, squinting.

Not long after I fell asleep, I heard yelling and cursing coming from the courtyard.

Then the footsteps came towards his home.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Open the door!"

The person outside the door was so aggressive that he seemed to want to break the door open.

Qin Huairu sat up and glanced at Jia Dongxu.

He understood, put down what he was doing and opened the door.

There was a middle-aged, muscular man standing outside the door. He looked familiar, as if he was from next door.

Jia Dongxu suddenly thought of stealing the chicken, and his heart tightened. The chicken owner came to the door.

However, he put on a calm look on his face.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Looking for chicken thief!"

"Stealing a chicken...what stealing a chicken?!" Jia Dongxu asked knowingly.

"My chicken was stolen. I suspect you stole it!"

A middle-aged man bought an old hen from the countryside to nourish his wife who had just given birth to a baby.

When I went into the house to change the baby's diaper, the chicken was gone when I came out.

Where did the little thief come from? He stole at every opportunity.

He was so angry that he smashed the chicken coop.

After smashing the chicken coop, I went from house to house looking for chickens.

I searched around this hospital but couldn't find it, so I went to the next door hospital to look for it.

From the front yard to the backyard, as I approached Qin Huairu's house, I smelled the aroma of chicken soup.

Therefore, it is suspected that the chicken was stolen by Jia Dongxu.

The smell of chicken soup is so fragrant that even if the doors and windows are closed, the scent still drifts out through the gaps.

Careless!

Even if the chicken owner came to the door, Jia Dongxu would not admit it and said:

"It's none of my business if you lose your chicken. I didn't steal your chicken!"

"Your family is eating chicken. I suspect you stole it."

Moreover, he picked up a chicken feather from the ground and waved it in front of Jia Dongxu's eyes.

Jia Dongxu didn't want to admit that he had just eaten chicken, but he smelled the fragrance and picked up the chicken feathers.

If you don't admit it, you will look guilty and your secret will be exposed.

"It's true that we just finished eating chicken, but we didn't eat your chicken."

"My sister is sick and needs to recuperate. I went to the market to buy the chicken."

"There are so many people eating chicken, why do you insist that I stole it?"

The middle-aged man sneered and said, "What a coincidence. My family lost its chicken, and your family happened to be eating chicken."

"Although my name is not written on the chicken, I have enough reason to think that you stole it."

There is some truth to what the middle-aged man said. Eating chicken is a luxury.

It would be good if each family can eat chicken once a year.

Jia Dongxu hasn't eaten chicken for a year, and Qin Huairu hasn't eaten chicken for two years.

The third uncle has not eaten chicken in three years.

The middle-aged man happened to be throwing away the chicken, and your family happened to be eating it.

Although the chicken was eaten by you and there is no hard evidence, there is enough reason to doubt you.

However, no matter what the middle-aged man said, Jia Dongxu refused to admit that he had stolen the chicken.

Because once you admit it, it will be bad.

In this day and age, stealing is a serious crime, and losing your job is a trivial matter, but you may end up eating peanuts.

There was a young man at the entrance of the alley. He couldn't help but break a piece of corn while passing by the cornfield.

After being found out, I ate peanuts directly.

This kind of thing is unimaginable now, but in that era, moral standards were very high.

Not only is it high, it is simply exaggeratedly high.

That's why I like to attack dissidents from a moral perspective.

Jia Dongxu refused to admit that he had stolen the chicken. The middle-aged man could not do anything to him, so he said a harsh word and walked away angrily.

Jia Dongxu was victorious, smiled, turned around and entered the house.

As soon as he entered the house, Qin Huairu asked in a low voice: "Did you get the chicken?"

When Jia Dongxu brought the chicken back, Qin Huairu suspected that it was not the right way.

When he wanted to eat chicken, Jia Dongxu looked embarrassed. He obviously had no money or tickets to buy chicken.

But in less than half an hour, a chicken was brought back.

In such a short period of time, it was too late to borrow money to buy it.

Besides, it was impossible for people in the courtyard to lend him money or tickets to buy chickens.

I don’t even have food to eat at home, so why should I lend it to you?

The only person with such strength is Lin Bai, but he never lends anything to people in the courtyard.

His relationship with Jia Dongxu is average, so there is no reason to lend it to him.

The only explanation that makes sense is that Jia Dongxu went to get someone else's chicken.

Jia Dongxu took the chicken home. Although Qin Huairu had doubts, she didn't ask him.

Anyway, whether he stole the chicken or bought it is all his business, I'll just be responsible for eating it.

"I took it!"

Jia Dongxu didn't hide anything, he told the truth directly and told the story of stealing the chicken.

After listening, Qin Huairu felt a little worried for him.

If you can steal a chicken, everything will be fine as long as you don't get caught, so that's considered a skill. .

But people are coming to your door and are suspicious of you. If they come up with evidence that you stole the chicken, it will be troublesome.

"Dongxu, you'd better be careful." Qin Huairu kindly reminded him.

Jia Dongxu said disapprovingly: "Huai Ru, it doesn't matter, no one in their courtyard has seen me take the chicken."

"His name wasn't even engraved on the chicken. It was eaten clean and no evidence could be found."

Jia Dongxu has this confidence, and his chicken-stealing skills are still good.

During the process of stealing the chicken, he avoided people in the yard and was not seen by anyone.

Since the person who stole the chicken is not worried, what should I worry about?

Qin Huairu didn't worry about it anymore and lay down to sleep again.

But not long after falling asleep, there was a noise outside the door.

There were mixed sounds and numerous footsteps. It was obvious that someone was coming again, and there were quite a few of them.

"Oops!"

Qin Huairu quickly sat up, feeling uneasy.

"Bang bang bang!"

The knock on the door came again, but this time it was a light knock on the door.

"Damn, here we go again!" Jia Dongxu muttered impatiently.

"Comrade, open the door, we are run by the street."

Hearing that it was someone from the subdistrict office, Jia Dongxu lost all his momentum, his face turned pale, and he didn't dare to open the door.

"Huairu, what should we do?"

Jia Dongxu had a grimace on his face, and Qin Huairu was also speechless.

I wasn't so confident just now, but when I heard that the person coming was someone from the street office, I immediately became intimidated.

"Go and open the door quickly, or you'll be doomed if you don't!"

If you don't dare to open the door, you can directly prove that you have something evil in your heart. You don't need to find any evidence to conclude that you stole it.

No matter what happens next, let's open the door first.

At Qin Huairu's reminder, Jia Dongxu opened the door with trembling hands.

Outside the door, there were not only middle-aged men and people from the street office, but also several elders in charge of their hospital.

In order to manage the courtyards well, the sub-district office recommended several respected men as leaders in each courtyard.

"What's your name?!" the person from the street office asked.

"Jia, Jia Dongxu."

This posture frightened Jia Dongxu so much that he couldn't even speak clearly.