Frozen chicken

In my house, it is a delicious snack, because there are our memories, and there are our stories -- a couple of lovers in cold weather, as if they didn't feel cold, walking slowly by the road, and sometimes they see girls walking slowly by the side of the road, burying their heads in the boy ' s chest in shame -- a road they go back a few times a week, boys pick her up from the girl ' s house, and they come to this road, which is dark, with fewer people on the road, and there is a small restaurant at the exit, where there are only regular snacks, few customers, few guests at 8 or 9 o ' clock a day, and they both eat slowly at the corner of the wall, two bowls of chicken, half an hour after they go back, 10 minutes they can walk an hour, especially when they go home. Three years in love, they go to eat thorium twice a week - after the marriage, and the streets have been widened and the restaurant has gone. The wife buys chicken mushrooms for a long time, and the chicken is a regular on the table