Dr. Lin, you hurt me.

Lin Feng moved quickly, plucking the old hen, gutting it, and cleaning the chicken offal. He took out the chicken fat, boiled it in the evening, and fried broccoli.

Put the onion, ginger and garlic in cold water and blanch the chicken. This will remove the fishy smell of the chicken and also remove some of the oil.

Nowadays, people pay more attention to health. Unlike the old hen soup, the fattier the better. Now people prefer a light taste.

While the old hen was blanching, Lin Feng took out a casserole and cleaned it.

Take the old hen out of the boiling water and rinse it with water to remove the blood foam and grease. Put a layer of ginger slices on the bottom of the casserole, put the old hen in, and add cold water to cover the chicken.

When the water boils, skim off the foam and turn to low heat. The soup cooked over low heat will be fresh and fragrant.

After Lin Feng finished all these, he took off his apron and prepared to go out to pick up Aunt Qinfen and Su Boding.

When I turned around, I saw Zhang Yan leaning against the kitchen door.

"Why do you walk without making any sound?" I didn't know when he came over.

"Doctor Lin was conscientious in his work and focused on his work, so naturally he didn't hear what I was doing. I've been watching here for a long time, even changing from standing to sitting, but you didn't notice me." Zhang Yan held his chin and looked at Lin Feng leisurely.

"I thought you were watching cartoons with Xiaobao..." Lin Feng felt a little embarrassed by his gaze and raised his hand to touch his nose.

In the past, he was the only one cooking and eating, and he never knew what it felt like to have another person in the kitchen.

"The chicks in the cartoons are not as pretty as the old hen in the pot... Doctor Lin, you look so pretty when you cook. It's true that people who work hard look good."

"That's because I'm good-looking." Doctor Lin is quite self-aware, handsome and self-aware.

Lin Feng didn’t know that he was handsome and good-looking before. After all, he was not a frequent visitor to the basketball court, nor was he a fan of literature and art.

He never liked to show off, but after he grew taller during a summer vacation in high school, he received a lot of comments and notes from little girls. Only then did he realize that he was actually a handsome guy.

"Okay, you play with Xiaobao. I'll go pick up Auntie and the others and bring back the sweet potatoes. Can you lend me your car?"

Zhang Yan thought Lin Feng would leave after he finished explaining himself, but he did not expect him to take out a large roll of sacks and oilcloth from the warehouse.

Lin Feng carefully spread the oilcloth in the trunk of Zhang Yan's car and even covered the walls of the car with the oilcloth.

Zhang Yan didn't disturb him while he was working. After all, he would only make things worse. He decided to go back and watch the cartoon about chickens with Xiaobao.

Lin Feng arrived at the edge of the field carrying a large roll of sacks and a roll of packing rope. Aunt Qinfen and Su Boding had almost finished cleaning the field.

The sweet potatoes were piled up in piles, and the sweet potato vines were piled to one side. Su Boding, not caring whether his clothes were clean or dirty, was sitting on the dung bucket where Zhang Yan had sat before, panting and eating oranges.

"Doctor Lin, you finally came to save me. I feel like I have completed all the aerobic exercise I need for a week in this afternoon." Su Boding felt like he saw a savior when he saw Lin Feng.

"Although that young man has not done much work, he is quite capable. If I rely on myself, I won't be able to finish these sweet potatoes by tomorrow." Aunt Qinfen came over and took the sack from Zhang Yan's hand.

"Aunt, don't underestimate him. He is so capable and can do everything."

Lin Feng also took an orange from the basket and ate it. "Have you rested well? Let's do some anaerobic exercise."

If Subodin knew that the so-called anaerobic exercise was to carry a sack full of sweet potatoes to a car on the roadside, he should have grabbed the car keys and drove back to the city.

I don't want the boss anymore, I'll just give it to Lin Feng. Who cares about the boss, who cares about the bonus, life is more important.

Subodin escaped the exploitation of capitalists, but could not escape Lin Feng's chicken soup for the soul.

Lin Feng skillfully put all the sweet potatoes into the sack, and Aunt Qinfen was only responsible for tying the rope at the mouth of the sack. Aunt Qinfen was used to doing farm work, so she wrapped the rope three times, tied a knot, and tied a slipknot at the end of the rope. When she pulled it, the rope broke.

Su Boding was stunned when he saw this scene. "Auntie, how did you do this? The rope broke without scissors. It's amazing."

Aunt Qinfen was embarrassed by his praise: "We all know how to do this here. Just pull it like this and it will break."

"Don't look at it, you can't learn it, hurry up and work, go home early and drink chicken soup."

As he said that, Lin Feng picked up a bag of sweet potatoes and left.

"Doctor Lin, you continue working first. Let's switch." Subodh couldn't run anymore, so he sat down on the ground and put piles of sweet potatoes into bags.

Soon the sweet potatoes were loaded onto the truck, and Lin Feng then put the sweet potato vines in the field into sacks.

"Xiaofeng, stop it. This vine is light. I can carry it back myself later." Aunt Qinfen felt really embarrassed. The big boss had such a good car and had to load it with rotten leaves.

"It's okay. Let's finish it today while there are more people. The truck is big enough to load it. We can feed the chickens tomorrow morning."

Lin Feng helped Aunt Qinfen organize the sweet potato vines, pack them into sacks, and then load them into the car.

After doing all this, Aunt Qinfen insisted on walking home by herself, for fear of dirtying such a clean car.

"No, no, I can just walk back by myself."

Subodin brushed off the dirt on his body. The car was still dusty and dirty, and he sat in the driver's seat immediately.

Holding the steering wheel, he stuck his dusty head out of the car window and said, "Auntie, please get in the car quickly. I'm hungry. I'm waiting for you to cook for me."

"Hey. Okay, okay, I'll go home and cook."

As soon as he entered the yard, he smelled the aroma of chicken soup. Lin Feng went into the kitchen, washed his hands, cut some newly-on-the-market winter bamboo shoots, cut some mushrooms, added a spoonful of salt, and continued to simmer over low heat.

After Lin Feng finished all this, he walked out of the kitchen and saw Su Bo Ding and Aunt Qinfen unloading the goods.

"Aunt, please go and cook. I'm starving." Lin Feng pushed Aunt Qinfen out and moved sweet potatoes with Su Boding.

"Okay, I'll change my coat and come cook for you." Aunt no longer refused. She knew that Lin Feng was afraid that she would be tired.

When she walked into the living room, the first thing Aunt Qinfen saw was five or six suitcases.

The living room was very quiet, and she thought Xiaobao and Zhang Yan were playing in another room. When she got closer, she found that Xiaobao had fallen asleep on Zhang Yan's legs. The dirty little sloppy boy slept on Zhang Yan's legs, and even soiled Zhang Yan's clothes.

Zhang Yan placed one hand on Xiaobao's back and patted it gently, while typing on his phone with the other hand.

Aunt Qinfen was about to go forward and take Xiaobao away, but Zhang Yan stretched out his hand to stop her, "Just let her sleep, she just fell asleep."

"But, Mr. Zhang, your legs..."

"It's okay, it's not my leg that's injured. A little treasure is only a little bit heavier, it's okay, let me hold this little girl."

Aunt Qinfen couldn’t just snatch the child away by force, so she could only let Zhang Yan continue to coax the child.

Aunt Qinfen changed her clothes and pulled Lin Feng aside, "Xiaobao is asleep, take her down from Mr. Zhang after you are done here."

"Okay, Auntie, bake some sweet potatoes tonight. I'm craving for them."

Lin Feng stuffed a few sweet potatoes into Aunt Qinfen's hand.