126 Helen's Life (20) The Battle of the Chicken

"Helen, call him mom." Lida was training troops before the war. She asked little Helen to call her aunt and mom directly. Is this useful?

"Auntie, mom." Little Helen came like this. Didn't you say that you called your aunt and mom? Is there any other way besides calling it like this?

Lida and her aunt had to smile at each other, which meant to take their time.

Tindarios and the little men stood aside, waiting for Lida's command, because this is a battlefield for women, and few men can touch such things.

Lida followed her mother to see this incident when she was at her parents' home, and there was a certain order of passing through. "Light the small oil lamp." Lida was talking to Tindarios, who was doing something else herself.

"I'll do it, I understand a little bit, but I don't remember it very clearly. Do you still want to catch a chicken?" Aunt asked Lida.

When Lida heard her aunt ask such a difficult question, she couldn't help laughing. Because Lida didn't seem to remember this one. How about it? Lida asked herself in her heart.

"I don't know either. Now you are the one who is the boss, and you can do whatever you say." Because Lida can't say casual, because this is not a casual ceremony. If Lida answers casual, the aunt will definitely be unhappy. As a beautiful woman, wouldn't she be so smart? No.

Auntie is not a fool, she thought a little deeper meaning: the three adults would kill some blood and swear to the sky. When Lida realized this in her heart, she couldn't help but shudder: If Auntie is the same age as her, her beauty will not be inferior to herself, and her intelligence is better than herself.

"Auntie, the three of us also need to make a blood alliance." Lida said to her aunt with her heart.

"I'll catch a chicken. Today is a good day. Kill the chickens and hold a banquet." The aunt was imitating Little Helen's words like a child.

Auntie was so busy that she was a crazy lady. She grabbed chickens and raised wine jars and filled a table with big and small bowls. (There were no firecrackers in ancient times. If it were now, she would have to light up three lanterns, which was to put three rushes in a small oil lamp and put a smaller amount of oil in the small lamp. The three rushes were just the length of a cigarette, one end was placed on the edge of the lamp and beyond the edge of the lamp, and the other end was placed in a place where there was oil in the center of the lamp. The rushes had oil-induced self-absorbing

Function: As long as one end of the rush is placed into the deepest part of the oil, it will lead the oil to the edge of the lamp and keep the oil burned until the oil is burned. Generally, three rushes are placed separated by a little bit at the memorial ceremony to give it three highlights, commonly known as: Three Lanterns. Please remember that cooking oil is placed. In ancient times, small oil cups were mostly made of pig iron, and one or two cooking oil is enough. If you don’t have it, use a small bowl. If you marry a daughter, you will use a rice sieve and put some beans and peanuts in it.

, beans, have backs, peanuts, and have children. You can also put some other grains, and put the three lanterns in the middle. First, put them on the table and prepare them. When the bride enters the door, put the rice sieve on the table on the hall before entering the door, that is, take them from the table and put them on the floor under the table, so that the bride and their belongings must pass through the three lanterns. When entering the door, they will pass through this. Some even put a round mirror in the rice sieve and cut them.

Knife, a ruler. That is, put in the rice sieve: peanuts, beans, grains, scissors, round mirrors, rulers, and three lanterns. If you marry a daughter, you will walk out of the door and walk out of the dowry. In special circumstances, if you put things down from the upper floor from the window, there is no need to put them in and pass through them. The dead person may be just one, because it may be of unfavorable significance if you put too much. Maybe each has its own customs.)

"Auntie, come and sit in the middle and let the children worship you as their godmother." Lida thought she was ready, so she began to call her aunt to sit in the middle to receive the children's kneeling ceremony.

"Have you installed the light?" Auntie was still chasing a chicken and catching some blood.

"Do you still have to pretend to be a three-flower?" Lida asked.

"Wait for me!" Auntie was older than Lida. She wanted to make the ceremony the same as others did, although there were no relatives present.

Seeing that his aunt was so persistent, he had to catch the chicken and kill it for the ceremony to come in handy, Lida winked at Tyndarioz and the children, meaning to help his aunt catch the chicken.

The aunt chased a chicken in the backyard and followed the wall. Lida brought the whole family. Her husband and her little man also had a little Helen. The total coalition of chickens was a seven-on-one battle. That is, a coalition of seven people, fighting against an enemy and a chicken.

This is not a simple thing. On the surface, it is just a chicken. Don’t think that a chicken is not a person. Remember that Cao Cao’s Battle of Guandu, when Cao Cao was a chicken in front of Yuan Shao. One of his hands was blinded without grasping it, making Yuan Shao’s eye unrest, and he was sank into the long river of history and never turned over.

When he pushed the chicken to a corner, Tindarios bent down and hit the wall. The chicken walked away from his shoulder. Lida smiled to death and said jokingly: "I still insist on practicing martial arts every day and pulling out saplings. I see you can even pull a piece of hair under your grandfather."

"Fuck!" Tindarios stroked one hand on the head that was hitting the wall just now, and the other hand was leaning against his shoulder and hanging in the air that was waist-length. This made him hurt, and he felt bleeding from his head.

"Fuck me, it's blood!" Lida smiled so hard that she stroked one hand against the wall and the other hand on her waist.

"Take some dust on it." Aunt said, hanging her hands flat on her chest.

Lida had to stop laughing when she heard her aunt's orders. She returned to the room and reached out to grab a hand in the dark corner of the door. She held it in her hand with a ping-pong ball. She came to Tindaris and said, "Silly, let go of your hand. I'm fucking, don't just kill the chicken, just use your head blood."

Where does this come from the science of coffin? Dust can stop bleeding? The reason that may be misleading is that dust is the flying material in the air that has been deposited in dark corners over time. Because dryness can absorb the blood flowing out. When it forms a block due to sucking blood, almost the wound will naturally solidify. Or it forms a semi-liquid block to block the wound. Otherwise, does it really have a bleeding-stop function?
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