The fifth thirty-eighth chapter is fortunate to be even, cut to permanent governance
As soon as the rooster closed its eyes, the two people who had been waiting for a long time immediately started to move their hands up and down on it.
As expected, there is no chance if you are not drunk.
Han Cheng had never done this before, but it was hard for him.
He often lay beside the chicken coop and watched the old roosters bullying the young hens, so he still knew where the key parts were.
He stretched out his hand to grab the tail of the chicken, and his eyes wandered back and forth on the exposed cock. It didn't take long for him to find the key part.
An object the size of a grain of rice appeared under the pressure of Han Cheng's fingers.
After muttering silently in his heart, the right hand holding the knife reached up unceremoniously and dropped it without using much force.
The cock, which was completely stunned, only twitched its legs slightly and then became unresponsive.
Han Cheng looked at it and worried that the castration was not complete enough, so he used the tip of the knife to gouge out the bottom, using an extremely rough method.
There is no need to worry about the life and death of roosters. These creatures have extremely strong vitality and ordinary trauma will not endanger their lives.
In later generations, Han Cheng had seen how an old lady in a village cut open the stomach of a chicken that accidentally ate food mixed with medicine, took out the contents, and then used needle and thread to sew it up like clothes.
Things that happen to happen.
The method is extremely crude, not as sophisticated as Han Cheng's now. At least it is not as good as Han Cheng's in terms of the procedure of pouring alcohol and anesthesia.
But what makes people convinced is that after the chicken was manipulated like this, nothing happened, and then he went to find something to eat.
And I also laid an egg that day.
Compared with appetizing, the methods Han Cheng used on this rooster were really nothing.
Looking at the still intoxicated chicken, Han Cheng quickly went to find the stored eggs to prevent this guy from waking up too quickly and having to drink again later.
After closing the door and looking at the crack for a while, Han Cheng picked out fifteen fertile eggs.
Find a few bricks, build a nest in a corner of the chicken coop, line it with soft hay, carefully place fifteen eggs inside, and pile them into a small pile as much as possible.
Then he took the rooster, which had not yet awakened from the wine, and placed it in the chicken coop. It was fastened with a bamboo sieve, and two heavy bricks were pressed on top of the bamboo sieve.
To prevent this guy from struggling randomly after waking up.
While Han Cheng was doing this, all the chickens in the chicken coop ran to the side and stood there with their necks stretched out to look at them, looking like senior melon eaters.
After doing this, Han Cheng waited here for a while, and then left with Wu who looked curious and expectant.
Whether it can be done or not depends on tomorrow.
In the afternoon, the rooster woke up and fluttered inside for a few times. After finding that the bamboo sieve covering it could not be opened, it became quiet and lay obediently on the eggs, using its own body temperature to warm these cold eggs.
of eggs.
Han Cheng has always been worried about this matter. He came here a few times and saw that this guy has always been honest, so he slowly felt relieved.
By the afternoon of the second day, Han Cheng thought that things were almost done, so he took away the bricks and the bamboo sieve to see the guy's condition.
After the sieve was removed, the guy didn't jump up as expected. He was still lying down in his nest, but his expression was a little dull.
I don't know if it's because I haven't fully sobered up from the wine, or because I've noticed some uncomfortable changes in myself.
Han Cheng looked at the rooster, and the rooster was also looking at him, but it didn't have the same vigor as before.
He didn't look at Han Cheng for long before he lowered his head shyly, lowered it for a while, and used his mouth to hook a partially exposed egg inward, completely covering it under his body.
Compared with the previous show of force and bohemianism, he was completely different from the previous one, and there was no trace of arrogance at all.
Even Han Chengdu didn't expect such a big contrast between before and after. This guy entered the role too quickly, didn't he?
It's really a blessing, it can be cured forever.
Han Cheng, who watched here for a while, couldn't help but sigh.
In order to comfort this guy, Han Cheng specially grabbed some good millet, put it in the broken bowl used to anesthetize roosters, and placed it in front of the rooster that was hatching eggs.
If in the past, when seeing such good food, this guy would immediately rush over like an arrow, but now he was lying there motionless, with no intention of moving his mouth.
Eighty percent of the time, it was the millet adulterated with alcohol that caused a psychological shadow.
Han Cheng thought this, and after waiting for a while, he left here with Wu.
He felt that the rooster might be a little shy after what it had just experienced and needed to be given a relatively separate space to relax.
After the two giants Han Cheng and Wu left, the other chickens standing aside stretched their necks to watch the show, tilted their heads and looked at the rooster that was hatching eggs from a distance.
The two sides just looked at each other quietly, and the atmosphere felt strange for a while.
After this stare continued for a while, the rooster began to resist the temptation of delicious food and tentatively moved towards the small bowl.
After several successive trials and seeing that this guy was lying there motionless, he finally gained courage and stretched out his head to take a peck of millet.
After taking a sip, he looked up warily for a while, and then took another sip.
As soon as this head was opened, the other three roosters also came to join in the conversation.
The rooster, who had changed his temper, just lay there, warming the eggs, watching with cold eyes, without any sign of wanting to get up and fight.
I don’t know if I remembered that I ate the millet in this bowl and became like this, and also thought about letting these guys follow in his footsteps...
The rooster that was laying in the nest to hatch eggs finally got up, and it limped out of the henhouse. I don't know that the wound was not healed yet, and its legs were numb from lying down for too long.
When it got up, the chickens in the chicken coop all stopped and stared at it blankly.
The rooster also felt the difference. After it ate food, drank water, and stretched its legs, it looked at the other chickens and wanted to join in the fun. It didn't want to go back to the chicken coop.
I just don't know why, but I didn't control my legs. After a while, I went back to hatching eggs.
Facing this group of little hens that it had once been fascinated by and fought many times, now it just feels boring.
How can there be any joy in hatching eggs while messing around with these little hens?
After it went back to lie down again, the somewhat quiet chicken pen returned to its previous appearance.
Gradually, as time went by, the other chickens in the chicken pen became accustomed to this guy's huge changes that surprised the chickens.
A little hen that once belonged to this guy's harem could not forget how good this guy was. After eating, it started to wander around in front of this guy's eyes.
Wanting to get this guy's attention and be happy again.
After wandering like this for a while, the rooster, which was focused on hatching the eggs, finally responded. He stretched out his head and touched the little hen's head with his pointed beak. The little hen immediately squatted on the ground obediently.
However, the familiar thing did not happen, and what followed was this guy constantly caressing the hen's head with his mouth, just like a close sister combing the hair on its head.
After a while, the rooster withdrew its beak and continued to focus on hatching eggs.
After a while, the little hen stood up from the ground and walked away in a daze: I want to sleep with you, but you want to be my sister?
The rooster lowers his head and uses his beak to hook a slightly exposed egg under his body, so that he can better feel the warmth of his father's love.
Looking at the hen leaving in a daze, the rooster tilted his head.
This shameless little hoof, that kind of thing, how can hatching eggs fascinate chickens?
In the days that followed, the hen came around several times and finally accepted the change.
So, from time to time, a scene like this will happen in the chicken coop - a rooster is lying in the henhouse to hatch eggs, and a hen is lying next to it. The two guys are preening each other's feathers from time to time, and they are as affectionate as little sisters.
