Mei Cuiping had an endearing smile in her eyes. She didn't mind the weight of the dumplings in her arms at all, and hugged the dumplings firmly with both hands.
Thump thump thump!
The couple had just walked twenty or thirty meters along the field ridge when they heard two flapping sounds above their heads, like big birds flapping their wings in the sky.
Yun Aiguo raised his head curiously, squinted his eyes and stared at the sky, and suddenly saw a fat red-bellied pheasant flapping its wings and flying towards this direction.
"His grandma, look, what a big pheasant."
Hearing her husband shouting, Mei Cuiping raised her head and saw the pheasant, which was about the same size as a domestic chicken, flying over. She suddenly felt a little jealous.
"Such a fat pheasant meat must be delicious. It would be great if I could catch it and replenish Mianmian's body."
It was probably that he had consumed too much mental energy just now, and his small body had been too hollowed out, so he needed to take supplements. Yun Mian vaguely heard the words pheasant, fat, meat, must be delicious, and lay on Mei Cuiping's shoulder, chirp, chirp.
After a few mouthfuls, a trace of crystal clear saliva flowed down the corner of her mouth, making a small piece of Mei Cuiping's shoulder wet.
"Meat...meat, fragrant meat, come to my bowl quickly."
A sweet and soft voice came from her shoulder, Mei Cuiping lowered her head and glanced at her arms, the doting in her eyes became even more sinister.
"How much hardship has this child endured outside? He even dreams about eating meat."
"Rourou, come to my bowl quickly."
Yun Mian licked his lips and muttered something in his sleep.
As soon as the milking sound ended, unexpectedly, the red-bellied pheasant that was flying majestically in the air suddenly fell straight to the ground as if its wings were broken, and landed in the grass under the field ridge with a thud, as if it were in the sky.
It's like a big pie dropped.
At this time, the couple was dumbfounded, and it took them a long time to come back to their senses.
Mei Cuiping glanced into the grass and hurriedly said to her husband: "Her grandpa, hurry up and catch the chicken before it escapes."
Yun Aiguo put down the bucket and sprayer, jumped off the field edge, walked and ran into the grass, reached out to catch the pheasant, and carried it back to his wife.
"Why did this pheasant fall down while flying? Could it be that it was poisoned by pesticides? Can it still be eaten?"
At this time of year, many people in the village are killing insects in the rice, and pheasants coming down the mountain to look for food are prone to eating things containing pesticides.
After hearing his wife's reminder, Yun Aiguo checked the pheasant upside down and found a wound on the left wing of the pheasant.
"It's not that it has eaten pesticides. There are wounds on this wing. It must have been bitten by something. It couldn't fly and fell in front of us."
Mei Cuiping was overjoyed, glanced at the sleeping little man in her arms, and said softly to her husband: "Mianmian muttered that he wanted to eat meat, and such a big pheasant fell from the sky. Even God takes care of him like this."
Our Mianmian, her grandfather, our Mianmian must not be simple, maybe she is the one Director Xu said, Wen Xingxing came to earth."
"Wenquxing descends to earth."
As Yun Aiguo reminded his wife, he scraped some bark from the bark tree next to the field ridge and tied up the two legs and wings of the pheasant.
"You're talking about looking at your own baby. He looks pleasing to the eye both horizontally and vertically."
"Speak softly, don't wake Mianmian up."
When Yun Aiguo spoke a little louder, his wife glared at him, and he suddenly felt that his status in the family had plummeted.
After returning home, Mei Cuiping carried Yunmian back to her room to fall asleep, and then went to the kitchen to cook dinner.
