Xiao Kun looked at the two who fled in the wilderness, and couldn't help lying in the ditch and rolling around laughing. After laughing, he was also worried. With so many chickens and ducks, how can he deal with it? He didn't have the means of transport, he couldn't get them away, and he didn't want to let them all go and cheapen the people who hated him.

In the end, Xiao Kun didn't come up with a way to have both, so he had to throw those chickens and ducks in the ditch and leave alone.

As soon as the morning dawned, Wangjiagou turned the sky upside down. This family is called that scolding, and they are all cursing those hateful thieves.

Every year during the Chinese New Year, there are always some people who do not do their jobs and come back and start to loot the villagers left behind in the village. But never once has it been so thorough, and every house has been stolen.

This family said that my big cock kept the doll and went to my mother-in-law's house to pay New Year's greetings, and this time it was stolen by the son of the thief turtle.

The family said that my chickens and ducks are keeping eggs for next year, which is the peak of egg production.

The most angry is Xiao Rong. This thief really treats her home as her own, and even spits out her bones after eating and drinking.

Later, bags of chickens and ducks were found in the ditch outside the village.

People were arguing again, this one saying the chicken was mine, the other saying the duck was mine. The women were noisy and shouting that they would not give in to each other, and they were afraid that they would suffer losses, and some of them even wanted to take advantage of the chaos to catch a few more in their own homes.

"Alright, you're arguing. Every man goes back to his house, and every man calls to his beasts at the door, and the beasts know their own house. Although Gu Xuegao's education is not high, this stupid method has an effect.

The women returned to their homes and began calling their chickens and ducks. The whole Wangjiagou remembered the gurgling sound. The women were competing, and each one was louder than the other, for fear that their chickens and ducks would run away to other people's houses.

The chickens and ducks, who had been frightened all night, were still a little dazed at first, and the village was full of calls, and they didn't know where to run. After wandering around for a long time, they each followed the voice of their master and called home.

As soon as the news spread, the chickens and ducks in several nearby villages were affected. There were screams of chickens and ducks everywhere, and the smell of blood permeated everywhere. Instead of letting the thief steal it, it is better to kill it and put it in your own belly. If you can't eat it, you can make it into preserved chicken and preserved duck, in short, you can't cheap those thieves.

The Seven Old Men were not as busy slaughtering their own chickens and ducks as the others. Where can he eat so much at home alone? Besides, those chickens and ducks he wants to keep the raw eggs, and now the native eggs raised in the countryside are very popular, and the market price is much higher than that in the farm.

"Qiuqiu, you give grandpa a little spirituality, take care of the animals raised by grandpa, and you will scream hard when a thief comes."

The seven old men brought Qiuqiu to the chicken and duck cages, pointed to the chickens and ducks and said to Qiuqiu.

Qiuqiu circled around the chicken and duck cage, ran back to the seven old men, and screamed briskly, as if to promise the seven old men that he would be able to take care of the property of these masters.

"What a good dog, what a good spiritual dog." The seven old men picked up the ball and kissed it on the white hair on its head.

The seven old men don't want to think about it, this ball is still a two-month-old milk dog baby, can it take on such a responsibility?

The seven old men put down the ball and walked out the door with their hands behind their backs. The ball followed him in a bumping way.

There are still two days left for the Chinese New Year, and the vegetables in the field are almost sold. The old man, who has been busy all year long, can finally relax for two days. But this idle time, it's really a little uncomfortable. The seven old men all joked that they were a toiling life.

Every household in the village is boiling water to scald chickens and ducks, and the fishy smell of poultry soaked in hot water is everywhere.

When the seven old men passed by the door of Wu Mingjiang's house, they heard the voice of a woman talking inside. Is this a relative of Wu Mingjiang's family? The seven old men were a little curious, so they pushed the door and walked in.

Wu Mingjiang is the old man of the tooth dog, and he is the partner of the seven old men who grew up together.

Wu Mingjiang's eldest son, Huo Jun, and his family are all working in the provincial capital, and now Wu Mingjiang lives in the eldest son's house.

Pushing open the courtyard door, the seven old men saw Wu Mingjiang and a woman scalding chickens and ducks in the corner of the courtyard dam.

A large wooden barrel was steaming hot, and a few killed chickens and ducks were set aside. Wu Mingjiang and the woman gathered around the vat, and the thick water vapor enveloped the faces of the two people, making them look a little moist and red.

The seven old men knew that woman, it was Wang Chunhua from Wangjiagou. The woman wore a long pink down jacket today, a bright yellow scarf around her neck, and her short ear-length hair was neatly pinned with a hairpin.

This mother-in-law is really a bit old-fashioned! The seven old men sighed in their hearts.

Look at the Wu craftsman again, with chicken feathers on his hands, a smile on his mouth, and his eyes full of tenderness at Wang Chunhua.

This old thing, starting a commotion, is not lost to young people at all. The seven old men couldn't help but want to laugh. This belated love can also make the old man rejuvenate and rejuvenate.

Wang Chunhua and Wu Mingjiang confirmed their relationship after the funeral of Jinbao's mother, and they were matchmakers made by Xiao Chili.

The children of both families are married, and there is no burden on them. In particular, Wang Chunhua's sons and daughters are all working outside, and they also understand the old mother's thoughts and encourage her to find another wife.

After the seven old ladies left, the seven old men also had the idea of finding another wife. He also hinted at Shui Qing's family about this, but they disagreed, saying that they were old and had nothing to do, so they just had to live a stop-and-stop life.

The seven old men looked at Wu Mingjiang and Wang Chunhua with some envy in their hearts, how could their children be so reasonable.

"Sister Chun, you have chicken feathers stuck in your hair." Wu Mingjiang stretched out his hand to brush off a fluff stuck to Wang Chunhua's head.

"Fifth brother, you can rest for a while, I'll just get it, see you're sweating." Wang Chunhua raised her head, and the smile in her eyes was like a spring flower on the cliff, which bloomed into Wu Mingjiang's heart.

When people are old, they don't have the passion of young people, and they don't have that kind of lingering to the bones. A caring look and a gentle gesture are all simple emotions that have gone through the vicissitudes of time. The love of the elderly is just a warm companionship, which is gentle and long. This old love is more heartwarming and warm, and more mellow as wine.

Oh, oh my God, the fifth brother, the spring sister, these two old things, it's really numb. The seven old men felt that they were covered in goosebumps.

"Seventh brother, you are here, come and sit for a while, and set up the dragon gate array for a while." Wang Chunhua saw the seven old men standing at the door.

"Don't sit down, disturb the two of you to talk about old love."

"Seventh brother, what are you talking about, they are all old people, how can they have the energy of those young people." Wu Mingjiang blushed a little, but his tone was full of pride.

"What's the hell? I see that your doll is an old cow who is crazy, and be careful that the bed board collapses at night. The words of the seven old men were a little sour and jealous.

Wu Mingjiang was even more prominent: "The bed board can't collapse, but two people sleeping together are much warmer than one person, and your eyes are angry." ”

"Old Five, you are angry with me, be careful that I snatch the old wife away for you. I'm an old stonemason, and I'm good at making steel chisels, and my kung fu is good. ”

The two old men's meat words opened the box.

"You two old things, old bad guys." Wang Chunhua has some girlish shyness.

"Seventh brother, it's not good to see you live alone, one day I'll introduce you to an old sister."

"Oh, I'm not blessed with you. The dolls at home don't agree. The seven old men shook their heads, "You two slowly pluck their hair. Old Five, be careful, don't strip your hair too. ”

"Dead things, dogs can't spit ivory out of their mouths." Wang Chunhua had to say a few more words, but the seven old men had already turned around and left.

The show of affection of these two old guys stimulated him, and he could not stay anywhere.