"Why do these chickens look so unmotivated, they keep barking in the morning, they are so energetic!" Ye Zhiguo said to himself.
The old lady raised eight chickens, one rooster and seven hens. She was as meticulous as taking care of her children. Every day, she would go to the vegetable market to pick up rotten leaves and vegetables that others did not want. The chickens are fat and strong, and their feathers are shiny.
Because the old lady bought a big chicken, it grows very fast, and lays eggs. She can pick up five or six eggs every day.
Ye Zhiguo originally disliked raising chickens to attract bugs, but now he doesn't object anymore. It's good to be able to eat delicious eggs and save money!
But the chickens that used to be in excellent spirits are now all slumped, with their heads drooping, huddled in the corner and motionless, looking wrong.
Ye Qingqing heard the words and looked over, her heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously thought of the pot of white porridge.
The white porridge and bibimbap in the chicken food bowl have been eaten cleanly, and there is not a grain of rice left. Is it poisoned like the old lady?
Ye Qingqing rejoiced again. Anyway, it was just diarrhea. The old lady said that animals are cheap, and these chickens will definitely be fine, and they are also excellent evidence. I will take a look at it later in the evening.
Hmph, even if Shen Yanhong can't be chased away this time, she must have a good meal!
Shen Yanhong also came over. She glanced at the white sunshine and said indifferently: "It must be hot, chickens are also afraid of heat, and they will feel refreshed when they are cool at night."
"It is estimated that Qingqing added some water, and there is no water in the basin!"
Ye Zhiguo thought so too, ordered Ye Qingqing to add water, and went to work on a motorcycle.
Ye Qingqing sneered, scooped up a bowl of water and poured it into the basin, but the chickens didn't pounce on them like before, they still squatted weakly with their heads lowered.
She also noticed several piles of loose poo, like water, and she couldn't help frowning in disgust, but her heart became more and more happy.
"Mrs. Chicken, I've wronged you this time. After I've taught that old **** a lesson, I'll let Xiaotong catch worms for you!"
Ye Qingqing went to the kitchen, a small pot of green vegetable porridge exuded an attractive fragrance, but it was sprinkled with honey.
"Grandma, I brought you food, eat it!"
Ye Qingqing packed a bowl of rice, added some vegetables, and gave it to the old lady. As for the pot of porridge, she fed half of the chicken, and the remaining half was ready to be used as evidence, otherwise Shen Yanhong, that slut, would definitely die and refuse to admit it. .
When the old lady saw the meat~www.novel35.com~, she suddenly became energetic. She hadn't been able to eat dry food for several days, and she was already starving.
After gobbling down a few mouthfuls, the old lady asked worriedly about the porridge, "Where's the porridge cooked by Widow Sao?"
"Feed the chicken!"
The old lady was relieved, took a few more bites of rice, and then instructed: "I will lay five eggs today, don't forget to pick them up and put them in the basket with fewer eggs."
"I haven't put it yet, so I'll pick it up when it's down." Ye Qingqing was impatient to hear it. She was really worried. If you don't pick up eggs today, you can't pick them up tomorrow.
After the old lady finished her meal, she wiped her mouth and felt better, so she refused to lie down and shouted to get out of bed.
"If I lie down again, my bones will be broken. I go down and paste the paper box. I haven't made any money for two days. It's more than ten yuan!"
The old lady was very distressed, and she hated Shen Yanhong even more. After cursing a few words, she went downstairs with her hands behind her back.