"Grandpa Yun, this chicken is of some use. Can you please not kill it?"
Yun Aiguo, who had already reached the entrance of the yard with a backpack on his back, stopped.
"What's the use of it? It leads the chickens all over the village all day long. Sometimes it doesn't know how to go home even after dark. It eats more than ducks and lays eggs that are slightly bigger than pigeon eggs. It also lays the eggs in
In the firewood pile, it would be easier to kill the people to stew the soup."
Look at the flowered hen lying at Yun Mian's feet, looking very much like Yun Mian's pet. The mistress felt that Fen Dudu would be sad if he killed the chicken.
"Grandpa Yun, this chicken fights hard. Just now at the entrance of the village, an old woman from the Wang family was looking for trouble with Grandma Yun and Fendudu. Oh, no, she was looking for trouble with Grandma Yun and sister Mianmian. This chicken flew invincibly to that place.
The peck on the top of the old woman's head made the old woman squeal."
"It's Zhang Ruhua, Wang Chunsheng's daughter-in-law. It's because of our grandparents that Zhang Ruhua caused trouble for Xiao Ping and Mian Mian."
After the mistress finished speaking, Mrs. Chu added something.
Yun Aiguo frowned when he heard this, and his hand holding the sickle tightened.
The people of Lao Wang's family are really like fleas, never resting for a moment.
"Then don't kill it. Keep this chicken to lay eggs. Grandpa Yun will make poached eggs for you and Mianmian to satisfy your craving."
Yun Aiguo felt strangely comfortable when he learned that Zhang Ruhua was pecked by his own flower hen and screamed.
If you peck well, you are worthy of being a chicken raised by Lao Yun’s family, and it really gives Lao Yun a lot of face.
Afraid that Yun Aiguo would order Yun Yongcheng to slaughter other livestock, Mrs. Chu hurriedly said: "Aiguo, I have already told Lu Feng to go to town to buy meat. Don't worry about food. By the way, Lu Feng is my youngest son.
Huai Jing's assistant became our grandson's driver this time and accompanied us to Xiushui Village."
Knowing that Mrs. Chu had a son, Yun Aiguo looked at her and felt a little better.
Seeing Yun Aiguo carrying a basket on his back and walking out the door, the mistress breathed a sigh of relief and turned to wink at Yun Mian in the kitchen.
The meaning of that look was very clear: Pink Dudu, I saved your chicken, how can you thank me?
Yun Mian looked at the mistress and smiled, then suddenly knelt down and patted the flower hen's wings with his chubby hand: "Xiaohua, it was the grasshopper who saved your chicken head. You have to thank him very much."
Grasshopper."
With that said, Yun Mian took the chubby hand away from Xiaohua and pointed at the mistress standing at the door.
Cack!
Xiao Hua seemed to understand Yun Mian's words, climbed up from the ground, screamed, and rushed towards the mistress energetically.
The mistress remembered the way Xiaohua flew over Zhang Ruhua's head and acted wildly, and the color suddenly drained from her handsome face, and she took two steps back in fright.
"Pink...fendudu, you...stop it quickly."
Xiaohua rushed to the mistress in the blink of an eye like a rocket launcher, and rubbed her plush head on the mistress's leg.
Cack!
Seeing the mistress being so frightened by Xiao Hua that her handsome face turned pale and her legs were trembling, Yun Mian couldn't help but laugh in the kitchen.
"Chu Grasshopper, don't be afraid, the little flower won't bite you."
The mistress, who has always been fearless, was first frightened to the point of weakness by a flowery chicken, and then was laughed at by a child with a bigger fart, which made him feel humiliated.
"It's Brother Chu, not Chu Grasshopper."
He stared at Yun Mian unhappily.
Yun Mian tilted his head and blinked at him innocently.
"I didn't call you wrong. I called you Chu Grasshopper. Grandma Chu said that you are older than me, so I want to call you Chu Grasshopper."
The mistress went a little crazy inside, and finally had to sigh helplessly at Yun Mian.
Forget it, what is he fussing over with a little kid who has just been weaned for a few years and can't speak clearly?
"If you like to be called Grasshopper, then call it Grasshopper."
"Grasshopper, you are so kind."
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