Chapter 503: Making an Example of Someone Else

Chapter 503: Making an Example of Someone Else

Upon hearing that it was the wife of the Third Company Commander, Ye Qingbai had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree, "Alright, let me put my things down first."

"Thank you."

Bai Zhi didn't have a good impression of this woman with permed hair, mainly because the way the woman looked at her made her very uncomfortable.

His eyes clearly showed contempt and disdain.

There was even hostility.

She doesn't even know this woman, so why would she be hostile towards her?

It's strange, why do people of the same sex have to be mutually repulsive?

This woman looks to be in her early thirties. Could she be Lu Ye's admirer?

No, they already said her husband is the third company commander.

Married women certainly still have at least some basic moral integrity.

Could it be that her man has some kind of grudge against Lu Ye?

Or perhaps, like Wang Shufen before her, she also wanted to introduce a partner to Lu Ye, but Lu Ye took her spot, which is why she was hostile towards her.

Whatever the reason, she should stay away from this kind of woman.

Ye Qingbai went back to his room and put his things away, then became very distressed.

He himself had not yet reached the level of being allocated housing, so he rarely came to the family compound and was not familiar with the families of these leaders.

Today, the wife of the third company commander insisted on using the company commander's name to pressure him into killing a chicken.

If it were any other kind of work, he would definitely do it readily.

The problem is, he doesn't know how to kill a chicken.

I reluctantly agreed to their request, so I have no choice but to go along with it.

Seeing that he was sitting still, Bai Zhi reminded him, "Cousin, what are you doing sitting there? Weren't you supposed to be killing a chicken for that company commander's wife?"

"I'll just have some water and then I'll go."

Ye Qingbai was too embarrassed to tell his cousin that he wasn't good at killing chickens.

I was afraid she would laugh at me.

To say that a soldier like him wouldn't dare kill a chicken is utterly laughable.

He drank two glasses of water before standing up as if facing certain death.

If all else fails, just grit your teeth and chop off the chicken's head.

Bai Zhi's lips twitched slightly as she looked at his expression.

It's just killing a chicken, isn't it?

Is it that difficult?

Ye Qingbai said, "Then I'll go down first."

"Okay, go ahead."

Bai Zhi took all the things they bought today to the kitchen and began to organize them.

All the pots, pans, and utensils need to be washed.

This iron pot needs to be thoroughly cleaned with rendered pork fat beforehand to prevent it from rusting.

When she was buying the meat, she specifically bought some fatty pork with the skin on, and she planned to start wiping the pot in a little while.

After she finished cleaning everything, she began to cut the meat.

Cut the fatty meat into large chunks.

Just as I was about to put the pot on the gas stove and turn it on, I heard chickens running and dogs barking downstairs, along with a woman screaming.

Bai Zhi, who was cutting meat, went out carrying her brand-new, gleaming kitchen knife.

She went outside and looked down from the second floor, where she saw the old hen she had caught earlier flapping its wings in the yard.

Ye Qing frantically grabbed at something, while the Third Company Commander's wife screamed in terror, clutching her head and backing away.

They were afraid the chickens would pounce on them.

It was rush hour, and there weren't many people in the residential compound. Liu Guifang was nowhere to be seen either.

As she herself said, she couldn't bear to kill the chickens she raised herself, and of course, she couldn't bear to come out and check on them.

However, she was puzzled. If she was so reluctant to part with it, why did she give it to Wang Yumei?

Bai Zhi watched helplessly as Ye Qingbai frantically grabbed the chicken back, and she couldn't bear to watch anymore.

He strode downstairs, carrying a kitchen knife.

When Wang Yumei saw Bai Zhi wielding a kitchen knife and looking menacing, she was startled and shrank back even further.

Bai Zhi reminded him, "Cousin, you didn't hit the right spot, did you? You didn't strike a vital point."

The chicken suffered, and he was also in a sorry state.

Ye Qingbai was extremely embarrassed and subconsciously scratched his head.

As a result, his forehead was covered in blood.

He looked even more disheveled.

Bai Zhi stepped forward, took the chicken-killing knife from Ye Qingbai's hand without saying a word, and directly slit the throat of the flapping chicken.

She shouted, "Quick, get a basin, let the blood flow!"

"Oh, okay."

Ye Qingbai quickly brought over a basin, and Bai Zhi swiftly drained the blood.

"Alright, now you can start perming the fur."

She gave the chicken to Wang Yumei, saying, "My cousin has finished his task; you can take it back."

"Huh?" Wang Yumei looked at the fuzzy thing and didn't dare to take it.

She looked at Ye Qingbai and made her request again, "Could you let this platoon leader Ye scald and pluck the chicken for me? I'm just a woman, how would I know how to do these things?"

I was chatting with this young man just now and learned that he is the platoon leader of the third platoon of the second company.

He used to be a soldier in the Army Field Army.

He is also Lu Ye's lover's cousin.

Upon hearing this, Ye Qingbai once again felt as if he were facing a formidable enemy.

And you want him to scald the chicken and pluck its feathers?

That's terrifying.

Bai Zhi forcefully refused Wang Yumei's request on Ye Qingbai's behalf, saying, "Platoon Leader Ye has important official business to attend to. If he goes back late and delays the mission, you can't afford to take responsibility. The Third Company Commander might even be held accountable."

Upon hearing Bai Zhi's words, Wang Yumei pouted resentfully, glanced at the chicken, and still dared not take it.

Bai Zhi threw the chicken directly into another small basin at her feet.

The manner of it was quite reminiscent of making an example of someone.

Then he said to Ye Qingbai, "Cousin, go back quickly."

Bai Zhi came to his rescue, and Ye Qingbai felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He quickly replied, "Okay, then I'll go back to work."

Seeing how fierce Bai Zhi had been with her knife earlier, he wasn't worried that she would be bullied or uncomfortable here.

Leave with peace of mind.

Bai Zhi watched Ye Qingbai leave, then picked up her own kitchen knife and prepared to go upstairs.

“Um… Deputy Battalion Commander Lu’s wife, your name is Bai Zhi, right?” Wang Yumei’s voice sounded behind her.

"Is there anything else?" Bai Zhi glanced sideways and spoke calmly.

Wang Yumei's eyes darted around slightly as she spoke, "Judging from your posture, it seems like you often kill chickens? How about you scald a chicken for me and pluck its feathers? I have boiling water at home."

Bai Zhi refused directly, "I'm sorry, that smell is too fishy, ​​I don't want to smell it."

It's not that I can't, it's that I'm unwilling.

Wang Yumei felt somewhat embarrassed by her blunt rejection.

I never expected her to be so reckless, completely lacking in social skills and manners.

What a waste of such a beautiful face.

As expected of someone from the countryside, all brawn and no brains.

Since Bai Zhi was ungrateful, she didn't hold back either. "You just moved in and you don't even know how to get along with your neighbors? Neighbors should help each other out. If you're not even willing to help me with this little thing, don't expect us to bother you in the future."

Her own family was from the city, and after she came here to join the army, she inevitably had to trouble her neighbors with everything.

This girl from the countryside is really clueless.

She'll get what's coming to her later.

"Don't worry, I don't need your help at all. Stop acting so high and mighty and showing off your non-existent sense of superiority in front of me."

After Bai Zhi finished speaking, she picked up her knife and went upstairs.

Wang Shufen stomped her foot angrily, "That little brat has a sharp tongue, just you wait and see."

She looked at the cold chicken at her feet and felt another headache coming on.

Just then, a neighbor came home from get off work, and Wang Yumei asked him in a sweet, coquettish voice for help to pluck the chicken's feathers.

After returning to the house, Bai Zhi washed her hands, placed the pot on the gas stove, and turned on the fire.

Once the pot is hot, put the pork skin and fat in.

Then use a spatula to repeatedly scrub the pan back and forth along the pigskin.