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Song Xingyu noticed something strange about Su Miao and looked sideways.

Seeing Su Miao looking into the distance with a solemn expression, she followed her gaze but found nothing, "What are Miao Miao looking at?"

Hearing the voice, Su Miao covered up the stern look in her eyes and lightly raised her long eyelashes, "Xingyu, do you think the clouds in the sky look like fried chicken?"

Song Xingyu: "..."

She was startled and thought something had happened.

She shook her head, "It's not like fried chicken, it's like rabbit head."

"Xingyu, you are even more outrageous. This does not look like a rabbit head, it looks like a cake." Their conversation successfully attracted Shen Yanqing to join the discussion.

Song Xingyu refused to accept it and said it was a rabbit head, so Shen Yanqing discussed it with her.

Shen Yanqing: "From this perspective, it's really a cake. Look."

Song Xingyu: "From every angle, it looks like a rabbit head."

"..."

Su Miao was silent, with mixed thoughts in her mind, and her eyes glanced around.

It can't be wrong.

She really sensed danger just now. Although it was only for a brief moment, it was obvious. After living in a dangerous environment for a long time, she will always be sensitive to danger.

Ji Yilan glanced at Su Miao without any trace, and was secretly shocked.

It is indeed the blood of that family.

Even if he has no ability to recover, he can still be so sharp.

The moment Ji Yilan looked over, Su Miao noticed it. She turned her eyes and looked back. Ji Yilan smiled tenderly when he saw her, "Miaomiao, do you think that cloud really looks like fried chicken? Where does it look like?"

When the two heard Ji Yilan's words, they turned to look at Su Miao, "Miaomiao, where did you see it looks like fried chicken?"

Su Miao: "..."

It didn't look like anything. She didn't even look at the clouds just now.

But the words have already been spoken, no matter how serious it seems, I still want to talk nonsense, "I think..."

The evening breeze stirred up the fragrance of flowers in the courtyard, and accompanied by the glow of the rays, it teased her black hair, revealing all her bright features.

She was talking seriously, but the barrage was looking at her face like crazy.

: I don’t regret watching the baby girl in this life, but I just want to sleep in Su Miao.

:Don’t go too far upstairs. Are you possessed by Cao Cao? You actually miss my wife.

:1

Off screen.

Xie Chen looked at the barrage, his handsome face darkened.

Why is the whole world trying to rob people from him? He just likes this person, so why are they trying to rob them all?

I really want to make this crap show pornographic.

As the night grew darker, everyone dispersed.

Before Su Miao left, she took another deep look into the distance.

The next day.

When Shao Yanzhou got up, he saw Su Miao squatting next to the chicken coop, holding dry grass in her hand to attract the chicken's attention.

"Auntie, don't you still want to shake eggs?" Shao Yanzhou said helplessly, "Didn't the program team buy you two salted duck eggs at the village entrance yesterday?"

Su Yuyan's mother is really difficult to control, but fortunately his mother is not like this.

Su Miao didn't look back, "I didn't shake the eggs. I found out that the chicken was sick."

"sick?"

Shao Yanzhou didn't even bother brushing his teeth and trotted over, "Why are you sick? Is it a fever or a cold? Do you want to send it to the hospital?"

Su Miao narrowed her eyes slightly, "It's a little depressed. I think it needs a pair of Chinese medicine."

Shao Yanzhou: "???"

Do chickens still drink Chinese medicine?

"I'm going to give it some medicine now." Su Miao stood up.

Shao Yanzhou: "Auntie, can you still take medicine? Why haven't I heard Su Yuyan say this before?"

Su Miao: "Of course, in this case it should be paired with red dates, wolfberry, and a little Codonopsis pilosula...

The more Shao Yanzhou listened, the more something was wrong. He frowned and turned his head, "Auntie, you just want to make soup."

His grandma often made chicken soup and used these medicinal ingredients.

Su Miao: "..."

Oops! Found out.

"From now on, Auntie, you are not allowed to come near Mother Chicken." Shao Yanzhou said angrily.

Su Miao scratched her head, feeling a little embarrassed, "But it looks really delicious. Free-range chicken. We have known it for so long. I think our relationship with it can get closer."

"How close? As close as your stomach?"

"Don't you want to taste what it tastes like?"

Shao Yanzhou: "I don't want to."

Su Miao: "Forget it if you don't want to, then I'll make breakfast."

Shao Yanzhou: "Auntie, don't go."

Su Miao: "Why? You're not hungry?"

Shao Yanzhou: "How about I do it?"

The food my aunt makes is extremely unpalatable.

Su Miao: "..."

Boy, what's your expression?

Do you think your cooking is delicious?

In the end, Su Miao didn't make breakfast because the program team packed breakfast and all the guests gathered together to have breakfast.

After breakfast, Su Miao was about to slip out for a smoke when she ran into those two idiots again.

When Huang Daqiang saw that Su Miao had a cigarette in her mouth and hadn't lit it yet, he decisively took out his lighter and helped Su Miao light the cigarette.

"I said you two, why don't you follow me?" Su Miao took a puff of cigarette.

Huang Zhongqiang answered, "Because you are awesome."

Who on the Yueting Club Road doesn't know that the eldest sister is so familiar with the owner of the Yueting Club that she can break someone's front teeth with one punch.

How awesome is this? They just lack such a big sister.

If they had such a big sister to protect them, would they go to jail every three days?

"Sister, we both work hard and you don't have to pay us wages. If you don't suffer, just let us follow you." Huang Daqiang licked his face.

Su Miao tilted her head and asked them, "Have you two noticed anything wrong in the past few days?"

"What's wrong? What are you referring to?" Huang Zhongqiang didn't understand.

Smoke puffed out, "In all aspects."

Huang Zhongqiang pondered for a while, "Yes, there is something wrong."


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