After searching for almost a day in the village, Wu Xiaoyu still hasn't decided where to raise chickens. He doesn't have much money, and if he wants to build a chicken coop, he won't have much left.

Free-range breeding is a way to save money and effort, and free-range chickens, whether they produce eggs or meat, are more nutritious than captive chickens.

The only drawback may be that the growth is relatively slow, and the meat will be lost due to the fact that the free-range breeders often move around, but with Lingquan, which improves the meat quality and promotes growth, this disadvantage is easily solved.

Moreover, free-range chickens are a selling point in themselves, which can also explain why the chickens raised by themselves are more delicious, tender, smooth and not greasy than the chickens in ordinary chicken farms.

When he was worried about the chicken farm, he suddenly heard the door of his house ringing, followed by a childish cry, Wu Xiaoyu hurriedly got up and ran over.

When I opened the street door, I saw a four- or five-year-old child, crying with tears on his face, this child was none other than his cousin Wu Dashan's son, named Wu Kankan.

Wu Xiaoyu picked up the little guy and asked, "What's wrong?

The child cried and said indistinctly, "My father...... My dad...... The village chief started to ...... Fights are up......"

What is the situation? In his opinion, how could a cousin be such an honest person, and cause trouble?

At this time, my father also put on a coat, coughed and came over and asked, "What's the matter?"

Wu Xiaoyu handed the child into his father's hands and said, "It's said that Brother Dashan has done it with the village chief!

As he spoke, he rushed out, and his father Wu Youliang hurriedly instructed: "Just pull your brother back, don't make trouble!"

Wu Xiaoyu ran all the way to the two-story 'mansion' in the center of the village, it was already eight o'clock in the evening, but there was still a circle of people here, all kinds of applause.

Squeezed into the crowd, only to see his cousin, leaning on a telephone pole, scolding: "Village chief, you are an old immortal, you have a kind of out, didn't you say that you want to kill Lao Tzu? Lao Tzu is here, you get out of here!"

Seeing that he was obviously drunk in this state, his sister-in-law was crying and pulling him on the side, and scolded in her mouth: "Don't make a mistake, go back with me!"

Wu Xiaoyu rushed over and hugged him, and said, "Brother, come back with me......"

Wu Dashan suddenly pulled out his hand, put his arm around Wu Xiaoyu's shoulders and said, "Xiaoyu, I'...... Isn't it your brother?"

"Yes, yes, of course, brother......"

When Wu Dashan heard this, he was immediately happy, and said, "Okay! Good brother, if you are ...... If you recognize me as a brother, go and ...... The village chief, this bastard thing's door...... me...... Smashed!"

Seeing Wu Dashan drunk like this, Wu Xiaoyu naturally followed his words and said, "Okay! I'll go and smash the village chief's house tomorrow, but now you go home first, okay?"

When the people around him saw that his own family Wu Xiaoyu was coming, they also persuaded him with kind words: "Go home!

Wu Dashan became even more angry when he heard this, and suddenly got up from the telephone pole, broke free from the shackles of his daughter-in-law and Wu Xiaoyu, and scolded: "Go home, what kind of home do you go back to? Catch up with my family, let the village chief, the old bastard, share it with his concubine Widow Liu......"

"Damn, it's clear that Lao Tzu is the first to line up, but he asked Widow Liu to water first, he drank Widow Liu's urine too much!"

Widow Liu has a leg with the village chief, which is almost a well-known thing, and those women sit together on weekdays, and they have not been arranged, but who dares to say this in front of the village chief?

And when Wu Dashan said this at the door of the village chief's house, he had already tore off the village chief's face in front of everyone, but the more he was like this, the more excited everyone became, and cheered for him from the bottom of their hearts.

There are not a few people who have opinions about the village chief, but they are all obedient to the people one by one, and they dare not be a little presumptuous in front of the village chief, lest he retaliate and make their own family suffer any losses, after all, the power of various subsidies is in the hands of the village chief.

These two incidents today made the villagers happy in their hearts, first the two cousins of the village chief and the stupid son made a fool of themselves, and now someone has come to expose the village chief's shortcomings.

But if someone is happy, someone must be unlucky, his straightforward cousin, he is afraid that he will offend the village chief to death, Wu Xiaoyu hurriedly went over, covered his mouth, and pulled him out.

At this time, five or six young men with sticks rushed out of the crowd, all of whom were descendants of the Niu family, and the door of the village chief Niu Mansheng's house also opened at this time.

Five or six descendants immediately surrounded him, and Niu Mansheng shouted with a fierce expression: "You guy, what are you talking nonsense at my door? I see that you are impatient!"

Seeing that the other party was overwhelmed, the drunk Wu Dashan still did not have a trace of fear, but shouted at the top of his voice: "Last year, you measured the farmland, and you secretly assigned my family's land to Widow Liu two points, do you think I don't know!"

"I don't care what you two are doing under the covers, but if you want to ride on Lao Tzu's head to pee, it's not okay!"

As soon as he said this, he saw Niu Dachun leading the five or six juniors to rush over, Niu Dachun had a hideous face, held a stick and smashed it on Wu Dashan's head, and scolded in his mouth: "Lao Tzu makes you nonsense!"

People in the village have always fought in the thick flesh of people, so that they can make each other suffer and not cause death.

Like Niu Dachun, the thing of hitting people on the head has never happened, and it is very likely that such a stick will be beaten to death.

Seeing that the stick was about to hit his head, Wu Dashan suddenly woke up a little drunk, and his back was unnaturally a little chilly, could it be that Lao Tzu wanted to be planted in the hands of this stupid pen?

How could Wu Xiaoyu stop him? But anger soon prevailed, and he grinned: "Regardless of your business, get out of the way!"

Wu Xiaoyu grabbed the stick in his hand and said, "This is my brother!

Niu Dachun held the stick in both hands and pulled it behind him, but he was never able to take the stick back, so he scolded a few people around him: "What are you doing in a daze?

Want to do it with yourself? Wu Xiaoyu couldn't help but be a little cautious, not because he was afraid that there would be many people on the other side, but because he was afraid that he would not be able to control his strength and beat these people out of the way.