Qiao Qiao was so busy that she just came down from the mountain. She put the dog food that Wulan had prepared on the tricycle, and then climbed up the back mountain again with the pig food bucket.
The seven pigs had a lot of extra meals today, but when they saw people coming, they still made loud noises. Qiao Qiaoan fed them safely, and then neatly scooped up the sorghum and rice husks in the basin and poured them into the pot.
Enter the chicken coop.
In an instant, the chickens gathered all over the mountains and fields flew over again, and the whole mountain was slowly filled with the faint fragrance of wine.
As soon as Qiao Qiao left, the king put down the pumpkin he was talking about and looked curiously at the sorghum in the chicken shed that was different from his own ration.
But soon, he sneezed and ate the pumpkin again.
And in the corner that he didn't notice, the group of gray-haired squirrels on the mountain, which had been honest for a long time, couldn't bear it anymore and carefully climbed down the tree again.
Then, taking advantage of the dim night, he climbed up to the chicken shed quickly and lightly.
Their movements were light and orderly, their dark beady eyes staring at the sorghum that the chickens were pecking at, really wanting to have a taste!
But I felt the smell of wine was pungent, and I hesitated for a while.
There was also a gray-haired squirrel that was lagging behind. It landed on the ground at this moment, and its two claws were pulling at its buttocks in a very humane way. For a moment, it didn't dare to move...
If Song Tan were here, he would definitely find that this was the squirrel he used to kill chickens to scare monkeys - at that time, the small tree branches swollen the squirrel's buttocks!
How miserable!
But soon, the new delicacies attracted their attention, and rat nature is hard to change, so they haven't eaten it secretly for a long time!
Every day I look at the good food that people nearby are eating, even the golden voles in the house that only eat... damn, they are really greedy!
So a few squirrels slithered back and forth along the fat belly of the chickens, and soon arrived in front of the pile of sorghum. Without saying a word, they first scooped them up with their little paws, stuffed them into their cheeks, and stuffed them into bulging bags.
Be careful to swallow a few pills...
Hey, why does it taste so delicious and weird?
But no matter!
One, two, three...
They lined up and retreated in an orderly manner. But the smell of sorghum in their mouths was strange and strange, something they had never tasted before. At the same time, there was also an indescribable feeling of being tipsy, which made their climbing movements gradually slow down.
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For some reason, my eyes are a little wandering - the wind is so strong, why are the trees swaying -
A few squirrels moved their cheeks strangely, and then tried hard to grab the branches that were swaying left and right, grabbing the bark and "slipping" upwards, but for some reason their hands and feet were weak...
So sleepy! So dizzy...Who is spinning in circles...
Then, a "bang" sound was heard in the pile of leaves, and a gray-haired squirrel fell directly, becoming a limp mess and unable to get up.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"
Is he dead? Is this okay?!
Several squirrels became alert for a moment, and then hurriedly climbed down to check.
But no matter what I do, the one at the bottom just won't wake up.
But at this moment, the chickens in the chicken shed suddenly made strange cooing sounds, one after another.
When I looked out again, I saw that they were also swaying, then staggering and gradually crawling down. They closed their eyes before they even entered the chicken shed!
The big rooster with shiny fur was even more in high spirits. It was so late at night that it jumped up to a high place and stretched its neck——
However, before he could stand firm, his paws suddenly shook, and then he fell to the grass with a "plop". It took him a long time to stand up, shaking his head, and walked around twice, making a soft "coo" sound.
I squatted down again and completely stopped.
Not far away, the king cautiously let go of the pumpkin and stood up.
His nose twitched and he smelled the strange smell in the air carefully, but apart from the things Qiao Qiao fed him, there was no other complicated smell!
He made a low voice, threatening the unwarranted enemy, and then stood up uneasily. His huge figure was particularly intimidating in the dim sky.
Then he walked around the chicken shed without noticing anything unusual, let alone the smell or footsteps of other people.
"Wangwu?"
The king tilted his head strangely.
However, when his ears moved, he saw several pigs in the pig pen swaying around, and even a black pig slapped against a tree, and for some reason, he rubbed himself up with the bark of the tree.
After grinding and grinding, he lay down directly on the ground.
My belly was rising and falling, and it was extremely gentle. It was obvious that I was asleep.
In the dark shadows in the woods, the king squatted there, raising his front paws back and forth strangely.
…
At Lao Song's house, Song Tan, who was helping to serve the dishes, suddenly turned his head and asked:
"Mom, how much sorghum did you put in when you mixed the food?"
"It's not much."
Wulan didn't pay much attention: "There was just a bag left that couldn't fit in the freezer, so I just dumped it all into the basin. What's wrong?"
"It's okay." Song Tan slowly picked up the plate, and then said: "I just thought that our chickens and pigs have never drank wine, so they probably don't have a good drinking capacity. Let's serve less sorghum next time."
"What?" Wulan was stunned.
However, before Song Tan could answer, Qiao Qiao suddenly ran back:
"Sister, what's going on? Dabai and the ducks suddenly fell asleep after eating, and they couldn't wake up even if they were poked!"
"Dabai has eaten a lot of rice husks and now he can't wake up. How can he protect the ducks at night?"
Qiao Qiao is so anxious.
Wulan's first reaction was: It's broken! Don't think you have a plague, right?!
Then I realized - it was wine?!
She looked annoyed: "Oh, isn't this sorghum steamed? Why is it still so strong? If I had known better, I wouldn't have put in so much."
"What's so powerful after being steamed?" The seventh cousin heard a few words and said smoothly:
"What about sorghum? If it's not very drunk, can you use it for making nests? You have to make those fish drunk."
Wu Lan was helpless: "I didn't expect it either... Dabai is already drunk. This and this... this must be too drunk."
"It's okay, it's okay," Song Tan quickly comforted her: "Isn't the surveillance camera installed? There is one over there in the duck shed. I just need to keep an eye on the surveillance camera at night."
"Mom, don't worry. It will recognize the person and report it automatically."
Ulan:……
There is no other way. You can't just keep watch all night, right? You can only remember this lesson.
At this moment, Song Youde came over with a group of people and the excavator guy who had just finished his work and had taken a shower and changed clothes.
The other party has been working for two days, and now his skin is getting darker and darker, second only to Zhang Yanping who is not at home.
When he saw Ulan, he grinned, showing his brilliant white teeth, and asked what he asked every day: