Uneasy daily life

"Mother!" Yukino Yukinoshita couldn't hold back any longer and blurted out, "Don't keep bringing up sex..."

"I think it's worth mentioning more often."

Yukino Yukinoshita said with a serious face, "Yukino-chan is too impulsive. If one day the topic of sex comes up, and Yukino-chan doesn't speak up but instead falls silent out of guilt, that's a huge problem. She's definitely cheated!"

"Let's leave this topic here!"

Yukino Yukinoshita maintained a cool and aloof expression, slightly flustered, and changed the subject, focusing intently on folding vegetables.

Hmm! I impulsively kissed Bai Jun's palm just now... I licked my lips in my nervousness, so I hope I didn't leave any saliva or anything, right?

The old man was in a state of confusion and confusion. He decided to put aside his chaotic thoughts for now and start cooking...

The eldest granddaughter is holding a kitchen knife, the youngest granddaughter is chopping vegetables and rinsing rice, and the daughter is peeling garlic and chopping ginger to prepare seasonings... Sigh? And what about me?

Suddenly, I felt a sense of unease, like I had become an idle person, and then an outsider, unsure of where to place myself.

"Grandpa, what ingredients do we have? What dishes are we going to make?"

"The ingredients are in the refrigerator, and there's some more here... You didn't even call me before you left. There's not much time to prepare many dishes."

Grandpa Yukinoshita perked up and immediately offered his help, gradually realizing the implications as his thoughts raced through his mind.

First of all, while the two granddaughters certainly have problems, outsiders should not bear all the responsibility.

That's right! The enemy has been found!

……

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After a quick lunch to fill their stomachs, Grandpa Yukinoshita got to work. First, he said he was going to town to buy ingredients for a more substantial dish for dinner, and he invited his family to go shopping together, to look at the local specialties and buy some to take back. As for outsiders…

"Young man, could you wash the dishes and tidy up the kitchen?"

This kind of task, which isn't particularly difficult but is quite tedious, is handed over to a newcomer who clearly has some skill.

As for tasks that aren't troublesome but are difficult enough... of course, they should be left to foreigners who know the business inside and out!

Grandpa Yukinoshita gave orders with a smile that concealed a dagger: "Son-in-law - kill the chicken and put it in a pot to make soup. The meat of this kind of wild chicken is very tough and not very tasty, but the soup made by simmering it slowly is fragrant, rich and delicious, absolutely wonderful."

Holy crap! That wretch's words have come true!

Although I have successfully won over this wicked fellow to form a united front, father-in-law, you and I are on the same side!

Yukinoshita's father quickly smiled and said, "Dad, how about letting my younger brother... I mean, Shirakage go to town with us, play with Yono and Yukino, and help you carry your things?"

Old Man Yukinoshita's mood instantly soured. Undoubtedly, 2 was greater than 1, and the new was better than the old. He couldn't help but reveal his true intentions: "If you want something, come here..."

"Hey! I'll just stay home!" Yukinoshita Haruno immediately jumped to the other side, waving her hand with a smile, "You guys don't need to disturb my time alone."

Yukino Yukinoshita slightly moved her lips, but decided not to betray them. Her sister's absence was a good opportunity for her to eliminate interference and find a way to resolve the conflict between her mother and grandfather.

"Is Big Brother going to make things worse?" Bai Ying said disdainfully. "He can't carry anything, he can't lift anything, he didn't bring anything back, and Big Brother is exhausted and someone else has to bring it back."

Grandpa Yukinoshita abruptly cut off the conversation, affirming, "Yes!"

Let the goddess and her wicked child stay at home? Absolutely not!

Yukinoshita's father coughed, "Then I'll just kill the chicken, and Hino will..."

"I've never seen a chicken killed before." Yukinoshita Haruno's face was full of anticipation, yet also somewhat doubtful. "Does Father know how to kill a chicken?"

Yukino's father said calmly, "Step on his foot, grab his head, expose his neck, sever his artery, bleed him to death. It's just a small matter, nothing to see. Go play in town."

Hmm? Such cold indifference, as if countless souls were wailing beneath his command! Could it be that this kid has grown up and is just waiting for this moment to give him a counterattack?!

The old man under the snow felt that this scoundrel had a dark mind.

"No!" Yukino Yukino pouted. "I want to see Father kill a chicken!"

Yukinoshita's father: "..."

Although there are countless unsatisfactory aspects, the time limit has been reached here.

Watching the three leave, their figures gradually shrinking, Bai Ying casually said, "Alright, I'll go kill the chicken. Big brother, you can wash the dishes."

"Hmm?" Yukinoshita's father frowned, and said righteously, "How dare you change the job assigned by your elders?"

Bai Ying nodded and said, "9528 has entered the house."

Xue Li's father's expression changed upon hearing this, and he bombarded him with questions: "Where is the chicken's artery? Will it bleed? Is there any humane way? Is there any risk of violating animal protection regulations? Are there any video tutorials...?"

"The chickens are here!"

Before Bai Ying could speak, Yukinoshita Haruno had already run out, carrying a basin with a kitchen knife in one hand and a clucking chicken upside down in the other.

Yukinoshita's father immediately regained his calm and composed demeanor. His hands were soft, but no one could see them; his legs were trembling slightly, but no one could see them.

"Father, it's not good that your suit is splattered with blood. Would you like to wear an apron?"

"No need, it's just killing a chicken."

"Uh-huh!"

Yukinoshita squatted down beside him, her face full of anticipation, as if she couldn't help but ask, "Father should be alright, right?"

“Of course.” Yukino’s father stomped on the chicken’s claws and squatted down to say, “Compared to that kid who can scoop out manure, I am indeed slightly inferior, but killing chickens is not a big problem.”

"Scooping out the latrines?"

Yukino looked to the side with a strange expression.

"What's so strange about that?" Bai Ying squatted down beside him and said matter-of-factly, "After we kill the chicken, don't we have to cut it open and take out its liver, gallbladder, heart, lungs, stomach, excrement, and other things?"

The father shuddered almost imperceptibly under the snow, feeling as if his hands were emitting an unpleasant odor.

But! We cannot retreat!

"The swordsman beneath the snow suppressed his fear and said slowly with a stern face, 'My sword is as cold as my heart...'"

The father stared silently at the white figure beneath the snow.

Yukinoshita blinked and continued, "Then a flash of light, the chicken head fell to the ground, and the outcome was decided?"

"Don't suddenly add any weird endings while the story is in progress." Bai Ying stared intently at the chicken slaughter scene, her face full of research-taking intent.

Stay calm! Be composed! It's just a small matter of one cut!

Yukinoshita's father swiftly reached out and grabbed the chicken's head. The chicken, which had collapsed from exhaustion after fighting three heroes alone, had now regained much of its strength. Sensing the threat to its life, it let out a loud clucking: "Cluck cluck cluck—!"

"The rooster let out a mournful cry. Even though the odds were stacked against her and the outcome was already decided, she would still fight with all her might for the sake of the child in her womb..."

"Her? The child?"

"This is a female hen, and there may be undeveloped eggs inside her... Alas, my brother is about to cruelly destroy her. What a tragic fate for a beautiful woman."

calm down!

The father struggled to control his trembling as he recalled the steps.

Lift his head, expose his neck, and stab him straight at the artery!

Precise! Powerful! Efficient! Perfect!

Yukinoshita's father aimed at the long, slender chicken neck, exerted force in his arm, and slashed directly at it with the sharp kitchen knife, his eyes narrowing with pity.

Rest in peace, to prove my strength as a father and son! Namo!

puff--!

A burst of blood shot out, and the chicken struggled wildly in excruciating pain.

Holy crap! Why aren't you dead?!

The father, Yukinoshita, who had swung his sword, seemed like a child who had been lit on a fuse, instinctively rising and taking a step back.

"Giggle giggle—!!!!"

The chicken, its neck spurting blood, leaped up, its terrified cries echoing throughout the courtyard.

"Just one slash, only one slash. The chicken's life didn't end; it merely began its countdown. The swordsman beneath the snow lowered his bleeding blade and stepped away, leaving behind the chicken's terrified and desperate cry—how terrifying! How cruel! How merciless! Truly worthy of the Snow Demon Blade, not wielded to take lives, but to savor life's purest despair and pain..."

"The chicken is coming!"

"Fuck! Run!"

written request for leave

I touched it.

I think I have a feeling, but after scratching my head and thinking about it, I still don't get it. I try to think about whether to persecute the old man or the older brother, or turn to other characters to find something interesting, or have the long-winded story rush over to crash into the tree, so I can advance the plot... When I come to my senses, the screen is still blank. While I'm wondering where the time has gone, time has already disappeared.

I feel like I'm walking on the edge of either writing a rambling account or developing a pretentious, overly sentimental attitude. Ugh... My soul is bound by eating, drinking, sleeping, working, earning a salary, family, future life philosophy, society, country, and the earth!

Damn it! Where is the direction...?

This frustrating, agonizing feeling of constipation, being unable to poop and wanting to vomit—oh my god!

Sleeping, stopping thinking, can also be a kind of happiness.

Chapter Twenty-Nine: An Encounter

A person might dare to chase and intercept a runaway chicken, but it takes some courage to try to stop a chicken with a big mouth on its neck that is running wildly and bleeding.

Especially since this chicken, which was not long for life, also sprayed some excrement.

Even ghosts and gods would flee in terror, and a thousand armies would be no match for him; he was reminiscent of Zhao Zilong's heroic charge at Changban Slope.

"Big brother! Charge! It's time to show your strength!"

"Brother! You go first! This is a rare opportunity to show your skills!"

The two declined each other's offer.

"No need to argue anymore, that chicken has fallen."

Yukino Yukino pouted. The chicken, which had been running wildly around the courtyard for a long time, suddenly collapsed to the ground with a thud, and the speed at which blood was gushing from its neck slowed down considerably.

It scattered blood all over the courtyard. After the father's fear and panic subsided under the snow, he looked at the chicken blood all over the ground and felt his blood pressure rise sharply.

No! We must regain our dignity immediately!

Yukinoshita's father turned and frowned, saying, "Is there something wrong with the way you're killing the chicken?"

"Hmm?" Bai Ying paused for a moment, then sighed, "My method does indeed have some problems..."

Yukinoshita's father was also taken aback. This kid was actually giving him a way out? He quickly coughed and took the opportunity: "I knew the chicken couldn't have been killed like that."

"Oh, so it was that jerk who gave you this method." Yukinoshita Haruno teased with a smile, then tilted her head and thought for a moment, "What's wrong with this method? It's pretty normal."

Bai Ying confessed, "The normal method cannot match Big Brother's abnormal practical ability, which is why this mistake occurred. It was my fault for not taking Big Brother's level into account."

"?"

Yukinoshita's father retorted firmly, "What's wrong with my skill level?!"

"Slit the throat, cut the throat, not chop the throat." The white figure gestured with his hand as if it were a knife, indicating the force. "Chopping the throat is out of the question—Big Brother can't even hold down a chicken..."

"Ahem, it was an accident, it was all an accident!"

Yukinoshita's father walked towards the fallen chicken and casually ordered, "I'll continue killing chickens. You bring a bucket of water and clean up this yard."

"Is Big Brother alright?" Bai Ying asked with concern. "We need to scald it with hot water before plucking the feathers, and then cut open the chicken's belly to remove the internal organs. We have to be careful not to damage any of the internal organs, otherwise the chicken meat will taste bad..."

Yukinoshita Haruno chimed in, "How about I do it?"

"Yang Nai can rest; it's just a dead chicken."

Yukinoshita's father's voice was loud. He looked down at the chicken with a large mouth on its neck, squatted down, reached out and grabbed the chicken's foot. "Today I will prove myself!"

The chicken suddenly convulsed violently.

"Alas--!!"

Yukinoshita's father let out a scream, stood up and took several steps back, his terrified eyes meeting those of the white figure and Yukinoshita Haruno.

It’s over.

The air was unusually quiet.

White Shadow: "Big Brother, are the nerve reflexes of a corpse really that amazing?"

Yukinoshita: "Pfft."