Wulan looked at his own chicken. He had a smile on his face and soft eyes. He had obviously imagined the wonderful taste of the fried chicken nuggets that they had cooked in egg stew.
I looked out again and saw nothing to eat. The long-tailed pheasant with its long tail feathers was walking around in the chicken coop with its furry cubs...
Very bad.
It's not even his turn to grab food, it's all about being squeezed in because of his small size.
As for the female one... that one is much more promising than the male one. From time to time, he goes out to have a good time and has no home at all!
Wulan didn't care, he just counted the numbers with satisfaction, and then went back with peace of mind.
As everyone knows, once she left, the chickens became even more lively!
The sharp claws raked back and forth, and soon the entire chicken coop was filled with scattered rice husks, some of which were in the stomach and some of which were still under the feet.
After all, the No. 1 team in the country is the No. 1 team in the country. They can’t win when they compete for food, but their progress in eating is very fierce!
"Doo doo doo doo!" I could only see my sharp mouth pointing to the ground, but I didn't even raise my head.
It didn't even pay attention to a few chicks who were squirmed and staggered away from the battlefield.
When I was tired from eating, I brought the forgotten cub in to eat a little, and then I reluctantly squeezed into the chicken coop to rest.
But at this time, the night was dark, the stars were hanging high, the moonlight was shining, and there were other movements in the woods.
As we all know, every time you shell the rice, you can't guarantee 100%. There are always some fish that slip through the net and come out intact.
Especially today, because all the rice that was shaken off was mature rice that had been dried in advance, the amount was very small, which further increased the error rate.
Therefore, the bucket of rice husks that Wu Lan brought over contained a lot of grains.
But the fighting power of the chickens should not be underestimated. Their two paws alternately scratched the ground, even fishing for needles.
What's more, which one has the kernel and which one is the husk? If you have poor eyesight, you will have to pick it up frequently. In the end, there will not be much rice husks scattered on the ground, let alone the grains.
And in the dead of night, the aboriginal people on the trees in the back mountain began to "squeak, squeak, squeak" and were eager to try.
That is to say, there are so many ugly ones with missing arms and legs, so what if they have a few more squirrels?
On weekdays, squirrels generally don't care what these chickens and pigs eat. After all, they have their own diet. Taking two more breaths of spiritual energy every day is better than anything else.
But the rice husks delivered this time are different. They can eat them! It also smells familiar!
The small family group of gray-haired squirrels has grown to more than a dozen. Now they are walking down the tree trunk. When they are close to the ground, they fluff their fluffy tails and jump lightly——
I was so stunned that I couldn't make any sound.
Only the king raised his eyelids slightly, and then lay down peacefully.
At this moment, the squirrel family has crossed the mountains and ridges to the chicken coop and got into the fence.
They were rummaging around on the ground—
This is an empty shell - this is also an empty shell - why is this still an empty shell?
Until I found the edge of the chicken coop, there was an extraordinarily plump grain of rice stuck under a long, fluffy tail feather!
The little squirrel suddenly became excited, jumped twice on the spot, and carefully stretched out its paws to touch away the rice on its tail feathers.
And at this moment, the long-tailed pheasant, who was half asleep and suddenly heard a movement, suddenly became excited - after living a peaceful life for so long, someone came to steal its tail hair?!
Good guy, good guy! This is not giving me any face!
It stared wide-eyed in the chicken coop and swallowed its breath. When it sensed the touch of its tail feathers again, it quickly screamed loudly:
"G-Goo!"
Boy, the whole flock is getting restless!
And the little rooster who was sleeping the most alertly also let out a loud voice, but when he looked again, everything was quiet and he didn't sense the arrival of natural enemies...
It lowered its head at this moment and struck hard on the white hair on the head of the long-tailed pheasant.
Then, the chickens finally became quiet again, and they lay down and returned to their original place.
Long-tailed Pheasant:……
I’m so wronged!
It really feels like someone is stealing its tail hair!
But now if I try to sense it again, it seems like there is no movement again?
Outside, the sneaky squirrel also froze. At this moment, he was holding the grain of rice and stuffed it into his cheek without hesitation.
The next moment, it lay down on the ground again and began to dig at the scattered empty rice husks in the grass - empty, empty, not yet - what happened?
Don’t these people feed their chickens with some real ingredients?
The little squirrel was thinking about it when he saw a gray chicken walking over at some point. It looked quite strange and was different from most of the chickens in the chicken coop.
"squeak!"
The squirrel barked.
But the little chicken was at a loss and didn't understand at all. At this moment, its two beady eyes were staring at the rice grain on the squirrel's paw, and then it stretched its neck and swallowed the rice grain like lightning.
Its tail suddenly exploded with a "bang" and suddenly became huge in size. The chick in front of it also made a frightened "chirp" sound, and then quickly flapped its little wings and ran away.
The squirrel was angry and followed him up, but at this moment, the other squirrels seemed to feel something was wrong, and their fur exploded in an instant!
But at some point, I saw the particularly tough young rooster standing there in the chicken coop, Doudou's eyes full of murderous intent!
In the middle of the night, the chicken coop was fluttering, clucking, clucking, and clucking...it took a while before it stopped.
And Ulan, who finally fell asleep after a tiring day, walked to the window and looked at it like a sleepwalker - there was no movement.
What's more, there are Dabai and Dawang in the back mountain.
The long-term trust made her fascinated by the lake, and she fell back on the bed and continued to sleep soundly.
The king stood up leisurely at this moment, and his huge figure came to the chicken coop. He saw that they had pecked the gray squirrels until they were bald and ran up the tree, and then he went back safely.
——There are only a few grains of rice in total. Looking at this group of foodies, they seem to be quite hopeless.
…
On the top of another mountain, in the lush chestnut forest, green and tender thorn bags stand up with pointed thorns, guarding the increasingly plump chestnuts in the arms.
The second treasure of Dabao lay obediently next to Song Tan, watching motionlessly as his master put his five hearts in the sky, quietly stirring up the wind flowing in the mountain, and that strange and weird aura...
A milky white mist-like existence gradually appeared around them, and they themselves couldn't help but hum in comfort in this environment...
It wasn't until dawn broke and the morning star gradually lit up that Song Tan slowly opened his eyes.
Then she turned her palm over and saw a ball of spiritual energy easily gathering in her palm, as rich as a milky white glass ball wrapped in clouds.
Progress is still very slow.
But now, she is used to it.
Anyway, according to this progress, it will take a long time to turn the spiritual energy into a dew-like liquid!
On the contrary, this mountain is particularly beneficial during cultivation. Not only is the chestnut growing on this head, but also the tea garden on the other side is still sprouting new leaves.
If not, how can we sustain the daily picking at home?
