After removing all the chicken feathers, Xu Lin used a knife to make an incision near the chicken’s rear and reached inside to pull out the intestines and internal organs.
"So gross!"
Rong Xiyi couldn’t bear to look, especially seeing the feces inside the intestines.
"You don’t know a thing."
Actually, Xu Lin felt quite disgusted too. He needed to use a small knife to cut open the intestines and remove the feces inside.
It took more than twenty minutes to handle the intestines and organs, and finally, it was done.
Overall, it’s quite a hassle.
As for cooking the chicken, that was left to his dad.
Ms. Ren also went out to ask a familiar villager for so greens.
The evening al turned out to be quite a feast.
Ms. Ren was from Eastern Guangdong, where they eat poached chicken, so Xu Lin liked it too.
But his dad had an odd taste and preferred stir-fried chicken with chili, like spicy chicken.
So tonight’s chicken was half poached and half stir-fried with chili.
Additionally, things like chicken wings and feet were used to make soup.
Plus so greens.
That made it three dishes and a soup.
Past eight in the evening.
Everyone was full and satisfied.
Xu Cheng brushed his teeth and went outside to the yard to smoke.
Before New Year’s Eve, the village was quite full; every household had their lights on. It’s the liveliest ti of the year, especially with lots of children playing nearby.
Xu Cheng seed to reflect, "Our family is still too few people, not lively enough."
"What do you an too few people?"
Xu Lin had just co out, a toothpick still in his mouth.
"We used to be three, now four, but I still feel there are too few people, quite lonely. Later, when you get married, have a few more kids, make the house lively." Saying this, Xu Cheng laughed.
"We’ll talk about it later. I reckon, old man, you’re just lonely in your old age."
"Yeah, dad’s a bit lonely now."
The loneliness discussed by Xu Lin and Xu Cheng wasn’t the kind without companionship, but because Xu Cheng felt that his parents weren’t around anymore. When he was young, as the youngest of three brothers, his parents lived with him, but then they passed away one after another. Xu Cheng occasionally missed when his parents were still alive.
Middle-aged, it’s inevitable to think of these things sotis.
When parents are around, most take it for granted, not feeling much about it. That’s why so say, at twenty you’re angry if your parents hit you, but at sixty, you might laugh and enjoy it if they do.
That’s how people are.
Xu Lin understood this point and decided to spend more ti with his old man. In reality, they hardly saw each other throughout the year.
The father and son chatted for a while until Xu Cheng wanted to go out, saying he was heading to the village’s small shop, and Xu Lin tagged along for a walk.
Xu Lin’s village had streetlights installed, so walking at night wasn’t an issue.
"Cheng, your son’s gotten tall and handso?"
Coincidentally, a middle-aged man ca out and saw Xu Cheng.
"Yes, he’s almost nineteen now."
Xu Cheng asked, "Have you eaten dinner yet?"
"Haha, all full!"
"Heard you’re preparing to beco a grandfather?"
"Yeah, preparing to be a grandpa! Has your son found soone yet?"
"He’s got soone."
The two chatted for a while and then continued walking to the small shop. On the way, Xu Lin and Xu Cheng encountered more people, and Xu Cheng greeted them.
In the village, Xu Cheng was doing the best. He was the first college student in the village and currently the richest person in the area.
Moreover, Xu Cheng spent a lot of money in the village. Whenever the village needed funds, Xu Cheng contributed the most.
It wasn’t that Xu Cheng liked being taken advantage of; he felt it was only a small amount of money, which was indeed true.
Besides, if a senior passed away in the village, Xu Cheng would usually co back to lend a hand.
That’s village custom, whether it’s weddings or funerals, people helped each other. If your family needed sothing, the villagers would co to help, even without you asking.
So, Xu Cheng was well-liked in the village, and others greeted him proactively.
"Everyone stops to chat; it’s too busy!"
Xu Lin said behind him.
"You didn’t grow up in the countryside; you wouldn’t understand."
Xu Cheng said, "Those who greeted were uncles about my age. We grew up together, which is what you call childhood friends. Look at you, hardly any friends."
"I have so, just not as many as you. But I feel knowing so many people must be tiring."
Xu Lin shook his head.
Xu Cheng didn’t lecture him, just said, "Your life has just started. You have to experience many things yourself. What dad says you might not understand now, and dad’s life philosophy may not suit you."
"Yeah, yeah."
Xu Lin nodded.
Soon, they reached the village’s small shop.
By this ti of night, everyone was full; over a hundred people gathered here, though not all were inside the shop. So were inside while most were outside, so were warming themselves, so playing cards, and there were even those playing mahjong inside.
Xu Cheng took Xu Lin around to introduce him, telling villagers this was his son.
Xu Lin hadn’t grown up in the village and only ca back for New Year and Qingming, so hardly anyone knew him.
"Cheng, your son’s grown up!"
"Looking more like young Cheng now."
"I feel he resembles Cheng’s wife more, especially those eyes."
"Really handso, does he have a girlfriend?"
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