Fortunately, after Ling Chuxi "discussed" with the two of them several times, she lost interest and continued to practice alone.
On this day, Ling Chuxi had just returned from practicing, and she saw Ling Lao standing listlessly in front of the hospital, with a gloomy look on her face.
"Lingma, why are you here?" Ling Chuxi asked with a smile.
These days, the little yellow chicken was taken away by Grandma Ling. Ling Chuxi finally settled her worries, and she was in a good mood due to her improved strength. The more she looked at Grandma Ling, the more she liked her. She couldn't help but rub it on Grandma Ling's head.
"What are you doing?" Ling Lao took a step back and looked at Ling Chuxi warily. Ever since Ling Chuxi rubbed the chicken nest on her head, Ling Lao had been extremely wary of her actions.
"Nothing, nothing. Why do you have time to come over, Lingmao? Is the spice gone?" Ling Chuxi suddenly woke up. The girl in front of her, with red lips and white teeth, who looked like a little girl in a movie, was the evil star that everyone in Piaomiao Zong was afraid of. She herself
He actually dared to rub the chicken coop on her head. Isn't that asking for death? He quickly retracted his hand and asked sarcastically.
"No, this is for you." Ling Lao said and rubbed her hair, took out the little yellow chicken and handed it to Ling Chuxi.
As soon as he saw Ling Chuxi, the little yellow chicken made a crisp chirp, looking very happy.
After not seeing each other for a few days, the little guy's whole body has gained weight, so much so that he is almost as fat as a little meatball. The yellow fluff on his body is even more shiny, and he is full of energy.
Unfortunately, Ling Chuxi was not happy at all. She finally found a rich man who could feed and feed the little yellow chicken. She had not been relaxed for a few days, so why was she sent back so quickly?
"Grandma Ling, what are you..." Ling Chuxi felt a little dizzy when she thought about the little yellow chicken's three meals a day plus two late-night snacks, and the amount of food she could eat without the colorful spirit stone.
"Take it quickly, isn't this your pet? Give it back to you." Ling Lao said as if throwing a hot potato.
"Grandma Ling, I don't think you are very fond of it? This little guy is so obedient to you, so you should keep it," Ling Chuxi said in denial.
"We are in love, but it is also very edible. In just a short time, it has eaten more than half of the five-color spiritual stones that I have worked so hard to save. If it continues like this, even I will be eaten by it."
Ling Lao curled up her little mouth and said with tears in her eyes.
"Uh... it can eat a little now. Maybe it will eat less when it grows older. Grandma Ling, please keep it for a while longer." Ling Chuxi saw Ling Grandma's dizzy little look and felt like she was about to cry.
I deeply sympathized, but I still didn’t reach out. Even my grandma couldn’t afford to raise it. If I had to raise it myself, it wouldn’t be enough to make the person poor and exhausted.
"No, I can't keep it anymore. I really can't afford it. You don't know how edible it is." Ling Lao wiped her eyes and choked.
Ling Chuxi looked at Grandma Ling in astonishment. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, who would have dared to believe that the big evil star that everyone in the Piaomiao clan was afraid of had such a miserable and tragic side, just like a person who had been wronged and came to cry to an adult.
Little girl. But it can also be seen from this that the little yellow chicken's appetite is so amazing that it actually forced her to look like this.
"Grandma Ling, don't cry. Don't cry. I'm just raising a chicken. How can it be so difficult?" Ling Chuxi saw Grandma Ling's aggrieved and pitiful look, and her mind became confused. She couldn't help but stretched out her hand and rubbed her head.
He walked out of the chicken coop and said comfortingly.