However, Satin immediately recognized Dinin's merits, and thought to himself: Oh, by the way, this boy is much stronger than Adu, and he is a good worker on the farm.

Deaf, Dineh immediately became a talent, an excellent talent who can pick up dung!

Satin was thinking about it, but he didn't know that his daughter was not looking at Dinen at all, but at his feet.

Oh no, I'm going to look at the little yellow chicken next to his feet!

At this time, the little yellow chicken was spreading its wings wide, staring at Rose with angry eyes, looking like he was about to pounce on it desperately, obviously holding grievances for his master.

"Huh," Rose smiled, not at all intimidated by the appearance of the little yellow chicken, but reached out to pick it up, and said repeatedly, "The little chicken from there, so cute." ”

The little yellow chicken decisively "kicked and kicked" a few steps back and glared angrily.

Rose had no idea that this was the enemy who had stained her with chicken feathers and dust not long ago, oh no, the enemy.

The little yellow chicken just followed Di Ning all the way from the chicken coop to here, and the unscrupulous owner covered his head with an oilcloth, but it didn't, so now it was wet, and the feathers on its body were attached to its body.

"You!"

At this time, the girl of hope sitting on the other side has confirmed that this poor soup chicken is her beloved Xiao Huang! I couldn't help but be shocked and angry.

He slapped the dining table in front of him, kicked the chair back with his foot, and stood up suddenly.

"What did you do with my little yellow!" Hope whispers.

Yes, I knew it!

Di Ning thought helplessly in his heart, spread his hands, and said with a wry smile: "It's just going to follow me, and I don't know what's wrong with it." ”

The cunning Dining, who doesn't want to bear the anger of Miss Hope, at least he doesn't have to bear it head-on, right, put aside the responsibility first, and push it on the little yellow chicken who doesn't know how to refute.

Who knows if she will be angry and sweep herself out of the house, not allowing herself to spend the night, or simply let herself sleep with the chickens!

Dineh stared at the little yellow chicken, smiled gloomily, and thought: I hope I don't like you very much? Pit you, she won't do anything to you, don't worry, she doesn't eat chicken anyway.

Poor little yellow chicken, if he could speak, would definitely protest loudly: "If you didn't tease me for most of the day, could I be fooled?" ”

At this time, Hope had bypassed the dining table and came to the side of the little yellow chicken, squatted down, and looked at the little yellow chicken.

The little yellow chicken obviously remembered that it was good to hope, and immediately retracted its wings, looking like I was a gentle chicken, "clucking" twice, and turning hope for half a circle.

I hope to reach out and hug it, but I am lightly avoided by the little yellow chicken.

"You," Hope girl was a little stunned, as soon as the little yellow chicken saw her, she would pounce over to ask for food and hug, but now she refused.

The hope girl showed a deep disappointment in her eyes, and said softly: "You want to follow him?" ”

The little yellow chicken walked up to her and rubbed her hand with the head of the chicken, as if to comfort her.

"Okay," Hope wiped his wet eyes with the back of his hand, reached out and stroked the back of the little yellow chicken, and said softly: "You choose him, there must be your reason, then you can go." ”

After saying that, she stood up with a disappointed expression, glanced at Dinein, who pretended to be innocent, turned around and walked out of the hall, and walked towards her room.

This little yellow chicken, I hope I don't know how long it has been on the farm, anyway, since I was a child, after being adopted by my parents, I saw its existence, it can be said that I have been a little friend from childhood to adulthood.

The little yellow chicken chooses his own owner, and hopefully it is not surprising at all.

She had long known that the little yellow chicken was definitely not an ordinary poultry, but a spirit-like existence.

"Strange, I don't see anything special about this person." Hope thought half curious and half angry.

For Di Ning, the person who made the little yellow chicken follow willingly, I hope that the girl has a deep interest.

"I'm sorry." Seeing that the little yellow chicken was back on his lap, constantly selling cuteness in circles, Dinen apologized to Sardin apologetically.

"It's fine." With a wave of his big hand, Satin pointed to the dishes on the table with the knife and fork in his hand, and said with a smile, "I'm hungry, it's time to eat." ”

Seeing that Rose and Yadu were still stunned, they tapped the plate in front of them with a fork, raised their voices, and said with a smile, "Aren't you hungry?" Time to eat! ”

For the little yellow chicken to follow Dining, Sardin was not disgusted at all, but was happy from the bottom of his heart, and thought to himself: I hope that this kid likes the little yellow chicken, what is this called? This is the fate of the legend!

Poor Adu, who was full of opportunities just now, simply lost hope.

Salma looked left and right at Dining, and the more she looked at it, the more satisfied she became, and thought to herself: Looking at the appearance of her daughter just now, she is not disgusted with this child.

Salma has always helped her daughter, but in fact, she is also full of troubles about that large number of chickens.

It is not possible to kill and kill, to eat and live every day, and to clean every day, it has become a big burden on the farm, and now it is okay, this matter is left to this child, and there is no need for Sardinia to fight with his daughter for this matter.

Salma is a mother-in-law who looks at her son-in-law, and the more she looks at it, the more she likes it, she happily points to the dish in the middle of the dinner table, and says with a smile: "Come on, try this." ”

"It's her best dish, I usually want to eat it, but it's not easy to eat." Satin grinned, and first made his move, picking up a strip of meat that had been cured into a golden brown from his plate, putting it in his mouth and chewing it vigorously.

As Sardinia began, others moved on as well.

Salma was the most careful, picked up the plate on the seat of hope, and first filled a small plate of food, ready to leave it for her daughter.

Dineh first filled a bowl of soup and took a sip, immediately his mouth was full of mellow aroma, and he couldn't help but nod his head in admiration.

Sardin smiled and introduced: "This is called mixed stew, many people have eaten it and said it is delicious, and there are many materials, including vulture meat strips, the head of a blood-toothed boar, the eyes of a fish-man, and a rare plant such as okra." ”

"Uncle" Rose said in a coquettish voice, praising sincerely: "It's really delicious, at this level, you can go to open a hotel." ”

It's not unreasonable for Rose to say this, that Darnassus madman building, after launching the orc feast, made a lot of money, isn't it because it is distinctive?

If Sardinia also went to open a restaurant, focusing on the specialty food of the western wilderness, maybe it would really be able to do a prosperous business.

"What," Satin sighed, "and now in the Western Wilderness, it's hard for you to find a wild vegetable!" ”

Rose asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?" ”

Dineen vaguely thought of the reason, but kept silent.

"Aren't they those from Stormwind," Satin said with a helpless look on his face, "In less than a year, Stormwind has organized four campaigns against the Wild West, saying that it is to completely eliminate the Brotherhood of Defia. ”