"Don't ask, we really don't sell it. This is something that our relatives in the countryside got with great difficulty. Several of our families are waiting to share it, so how can we give it to others?

You know the current situation. What's the use of having money and tickets? You still can't buy anything, especially food. How high is the price of pigeons now?"

The two women were a little embarrassed because they didn't get anything to buy. Just then a bus arrived and they quickly squeezed in.

"Who are you? You think I'm young and you want to fool me!"

Niu Xiaoyun picked out two broken eggs and said, "They were broken so badly that the egg whites all flowed onto my pants, leaving only the yolks!"

"Throw it away or put it on the top? The reed leaves can't cover it." The two eggs were not completely broken, and there was still yolk in half of the eggshell.

Niu Xiaoyun, "You have to cover it, it will be troublesome on the way!" She handed Han Zhaozhao an egg yolk and said, "Here, drink it, it will save you trouble."

"I won't drink it! If you want to drink it, you can drink it by yourselves." Han Zhaozhao refused firmly. Drinking it raw was too challenging for her!

Niu Xiaolian took one and drank it up in one gulp with a "slurp".

"Hi!" Niu Xiaoyun was also a warrior. She was not afraid of the fishy smell and drank it as well.

Wiping their hands clean on the reed leaves, the three of them quickly evacuated.

After returning home, Han Zhaozhao washed the wild duck eggs, drained them with water, and took out all the salted duck eggs in the jar. She prepared to pickle new ones.

She had no intention of eating the wild vegetables she dug up. They were dry and yellow and not fresh at all. They tasted like grass in her mouth.

While no one was at home, Han Zhaozhao took a kitchen knife to the backyard and chopped it up and fed it to the chickens.

After picking up the eggs, I returned to the front yard, picked out the wild vegetables that had sneaked out of the space, and washed them and drained them.

In the evening, she prepared to steam an egg sauce and eat steamed buns with wild vegetables. She washed the river clams and threw them into a bucket to soak them so that they could spit out the sand. She also threw a turtle in there, but the bucket was too deep and it definitely couldn't crawl out.

Once all the duck eggs are put into the tank, it's time to make dinner.

Han Zhaozhao hesitated again and again, but finally gritted his teeth and killed one of the only three big roosters in the family.

Save the bright tail feathers for Wu Ni to make shuttlecock, and don't throw away the rest of the chicken feathers. Collect them together for her to sell to the scrap collection station.

Wash the chicken's gizzard lining and store it away, then dry it and store it for medicinal use tomorrow...

After plucking the chicken feathers and cleaning up, Han Zhaozhao prepared to start attacking the turtle.

She had killed a lot of these creatures in her previous life, especially the Yellow River softshell turtle, which was almost extinct and became a rare species. It was hard to find a turtle in the market, especially the wild Yellow River softshell turtle.

The turtle here is the tortoise, which is also called soft-shelled turtle in some places. Hehe, the tortoise actually has three names: full name, nickname and nickname!

Because wild three-yellow soft-shelled turtles are not available on the market, she once raised them in a large pond in her space, which allowed her to breed and release them into the wild and also make it convenient for her to eat at home.

The soft-shelled turtles in Beijing are not as good as the three yellow soft-shelled turtles in the Yellow River, whether in appearance, color, nutritional value or medicinal value.

The knife at home was a little blunt, so while Han Zhaozhao was sharpening the knife, the old lady and Aunt Shufen came home one after another.

After not seeing his cousin for a day, Wu Ni would come close to her as soon as she came home. Xiao Liang would do whatever Wu Ni did, like a follower.

"Wow, sister, what kind of monster is this? Why does it look like a basin?"

Xiaoliang leaned over the bucket to look at the clams. Han Zhaozhao put a spoonful of salt in the water and the clams were swallowing the water.

"Sister, sister, look, Shell is peeing!"

The first thing the old lady saw was her "big rooster", which, of course, was now a white-striped chicken.

"Han Zhaozhao, we just ate chicken a few days ago, why are you killing chicken again?

Oh my god, is this the big rooster? Why did you kill it? I was pointing at it and crowing! "

Han Zhaozhao: You know what? It died because it crowed on time every day!

Everyone in the alley knows that her rooster has a loud voice. The crowing wakes up the neighbors before dawn. Do you know that you are disturbing the neighbors?

It stands out, while the other two are very perfunctory, well aware of the mediocrity of humans. They only crow once and never cause any annoyance.

"Granny, keeping it won't lay eggs, it's a waste of food, and there are still two left when it crows, right?

Look, I caught a turtle today, which I can stew with the chicken to nourish Wu Ni.

Turtles are rare in this season and are very nutritious. Isn’t it better to eat them than to drink bitter medicine soup?

Wu Ni looks so good now, has she started to gain weight?"

"Yes, Wu Ni has become a different person since she came here. Not only has she grown taller, but she has also become prettier."

Aunt Shufen opened the door of her house and prepared to cook.

"What? You just want to stick to her! Zhao Zhao just doesn't know how to live, she's greedy! And she's using Wu Ni's name."

The old lady felt relieved, but she still scolded her granddaughter. If a girl doesn't know how to live, she will be criticized by others. If she says it first, it will be difficult for others to say it.

Han Zhaozhao ignored the old lady's extra thoughts and just did what he had to do.

He fished out the turtle and put it on the chopping board, then called Wu Ni to run errands. "Wu Ni, kill the turtle. Get a bowl to catch the blood."

Wu Ni is the real glutton. Whenever her cousin cooks, she will come forward. Her favorite thing to do now is to taste the food for her sister!

The turtle stretched out its long neck and struggled hard to turn over. Xiaoliang and Wuni all looked like the turtle, which made Han Zhaozhao want to laugh.

She grabbed the turtle's neck and picked up the knife to kill it.

"Wow, this turtle has a neck, and it's so long?"

"You're so ugly, Zhao Zhao. Can a turtle be delicious?"

Poor kids, this is the first time for both of them to see a turtle.

The old lady was startled and shouted, "Zhao Zhao, don't kill him!"

Han Zhaozhao: “…”

Wu Ni and Xiao Liang's pairs of black and white eyes also looked at the old lady with doubts.

"My sister said she wanted to stew a chicken!" Wu Ni was unhappy that she was stopped from eating delicious food.

"Stay away, you two. This thing bites really hard!" He then said to Han Zhaozhao, "Zhaozhao, this thing has a spirit and we really can't kill it. Let's release it tomorrow!"

Han Zhaozhao was stunned. She had forgotten that the old lady was very superstitious. In the words of Grandpa Guan, elderly people mostly believed in local customs and folkways.

In our country, people in many places believe that killing soft-shelled turtles is an unlucky act, mainly because soft-shelled turtles symbolize longevity and good luck.

Soft-shell turtles are long-lived and are considered a symbol of good luck and longevity, so killing a soft-shell turtle may be seen as disrespectful to longevity and good luck.

Sure enough, the old lady then gave a storytelling session to the three children on the spot.

Someone in my hometown caught a turtle (my hometown in Shandong is near the sea, and the locals can't tell the difference between turtles and tortoises, they think they are the same animal, just different in size, one lives in fresh water and the other in sea water), killed it and ate it, and then the whole family went out to sea to fish and all died in the sea...

A relative of someone killed a turtle in the river. Not long after, one of his grandsons drowned in the river. Another grandson went to save him and also died...

Blah blah blah... the old lady was talking with foam at the corners of her mouth. Anyway, Han Zhaozhao could forget about killing that bastard!

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