Early the next morning, Bolan was still meeting Zhou Gong, and the orange that was used to getting up early had quietly come out of the quilt and took the initiative to clean the small courtyard of He Niangzi's house.

There were some cabbage and sweet potatoes planted in the corner of the yard, and Xiangtang sighed: "It would be nice if we had chickens!" ”

Then he looked at the sky: "If only a chicken could fall from the sky." Hey, I'm starting to dream in broad daylight......"

"Ahhhh!!h Something big is wrong!! ”

In the quiet early morning, the small courtyard of the He family suddenly sounded with the same childish and neutral exclamations.

He Niangzi, Xiaodouzi, and Bolan were all woken up, and even the neighbors around them didn't know what was going on, so they put on their coats and rushed over.

"What's wrong...... Huh? After Mrs. He saw what was happening in the yard, she showed a shocked face.

"Yikes! Yikes! I'm not dreaming, am I? Mother, look, look! Sister fairy, you see too! Little Beanzi blinked desperately, looking incredulous.

Bolan stretched out her hand to scratch Xiaodouzi's squeaky nest: "Is it itchy or not?" ”

"Cluck, itch! Itchy...... "Little Bean laughed and hidden.

Bolan also smiled: "Itchy, then it's not a dream." ”

The neighbors who rushed over to see the excitement also widened their eyes one by one, and they were about to drool with envy.

The wind blew on the face like a knife, with a coldness. But the fragrant orange that has become the focus of everyone's attention seems to be churning with a fire in his heart.

It seems that Guanyin Bodhisattva likes her very much! She just prayed for a chicken, and a bunch of chickens fell from the sky!

Not a small bunch, but a bunch of tall ones about her height!

Although the chickens were motionless, Tangerine knew that they had just fainted when they saw their constantly undulating bellies.

"Sister! The Bodhisattva gave me a lot of chickens! Tangerine ran to Bolan with joy.

Bolan clapped her hands and said, "The little orange is amazing!" ”

"Little Orange Sister......" Little Douzi immediately leaned over, swallowed her saliva and asked, "What are you going to do with these chickens?" ”

Tangerine did not hesitate: "I listen to my sister!" ”

All the hot eyes instantly turned to Bolan, and she did not hesitate: "I listen to Aunt He." ”

"How does this make ......" He Niangzi blushed and excused herself.

"Auntie, don't be polite, you took us in, although we didn't ask for anything in return, but since we have the opportunity to repay it, we are also willing. Xiaodouzi said that the chicken you made is very delicious, and we gave you the chicken, which is also easy to eat and delicious. ”

He Niangzi rubbed her hands and happily agreed.

"The Zheng family, the Zhao family, you help to call a few more people, let's deal with these chickens." At noon, the whole village eats called flower chicken together. ”

He Niangzi shouted to the two aunts who were watching the excitement outside the courtyard, and the two who were called agreed with smiles on their faces.

After a while, the He family's courtyard became lively.

There were fifty chickens falling from the sky. The women were busy killing chickens, bloodletting, and plucking feathers, and the chickens were not guilty at all because they had fainted.

But when I was ready to make a flower chicken, there was a little difficulty.

The chicken needs to be wrapped in lotus leaves, and the outer layer is then wrapped in soil. It's late autumn, where do the lotus leaves come from?

A lady proposed: "Why don't we use lotus leaves and change to a different wrapped chicken?" ”

"No, no, without the fragrance of lotus leaves, the taste of the flower chicken will be greatly reduced."

He Niangzi, who was processing the chicken blood on the side, heard it, and hurriedly raised her voice: "There are lotus leaves, Xiaodouzi, you go and get it." ”

"Okay, mother!" Little Beanzi rushed into the house with a whizz, and soon came out with a bag of dried lotus leaves.

He Niangzi said: "Although dried lotus leaves are not as fresh as fresh, they are better than nothing." ”

The women were pleasantly surprised: "It's okay, it's okay, it's good to have something to do!" He family, you are really good, you actually saved so many lotus leaves, did you know that there would be chickens falling from the sky? ”

"How can this be?" He Niangzi was a little embarrassed, "I just thought, maybe one day after the battle, the man comes back with chickens, ducks and fish, and I can give him delicious food at any time." Save some lotus leaves, just save some hope. ”

Save some lotus leaves, save some hope......

Bolan was a little surprised, but his words were simple and philosophical.

He Niangzi is really a beautiful woman, regardless of appearance, rich or poor. But no matter how difficult and hard the days are, she can use her optimism to ignite some light and warm herself and the people around her.

Bolan couldn't help but sigh, Xiaodouzi and his father are really blessed.

At noon, the sun dispels the cold and covers the earth with a gentle warmth.

There are a total of 18 households in Xiyang Village, and each family has been given a large piece of chicken. It had been a long time since I had tasted such tender meat, and the old and weak women and children were full of oil.

The women went to the orange in waves and asked her how she prayed to the Bodhisattva.

Tangerine has never been so noticeable, and excitedly spoke over and over again.

Back at Mrs. He's house, I heard Xiaodouzi say that the sauce elbow made by her mother was also delicious, and Xiang Tang decided to pray to the Bodhisattva for a pig tonight!

The next day, Xiangtang got up earlier, but found that He Niangzi and Xiaodouzi were already sitting in the courtyard watching the sky.

"Why are you so early?" Tangerine is weird.

Xiaodouzi leaned on He Niangzi with sleepy eyes, and pouted: "My mother and I prayed to the Bodhisattva for a pig last night, so we came over early to guard." As a result, there was nothing. ”

Unexpectedly, the three of them thought of going together, and Xiangtang also looked at the sky, feeling a little apprehensive in his heart, but he didn't forget to comfort Xiaodouzi: "It's still early, let's wait." ”

The three of them waited until Bolan slept until she woke up naturally, and they didn't wait for the pig of their dreams.

"Oops, I patronized and waited for the pigs, and I forgot to cook breakfast!" He Niangzi suppressed the loss in her heart.

"I'll help you." Xiangtang also reluctantly took one last look at the empty sky, patted the ash on her buttocks and followed Mrs. He.

Xiaodouzi threw herself into Bolan's arms and said dejectedly: "Sister fairy, the Bodhisattva didn't hear our prayers today. ”

On this day, such a scene appeared in almost every household in Xiyang Village.

For several days afterward, many people remained in the courtyard early in the morning, waiting for God's food. Tangerines and adzuki beans are also included.

Since Mrs. He delayed making breakfast that day, she no longer went to the courtyard to guard, but while she was cooking, she would also pay attention to the situation in the courtyard.

Because of his absent-mindedness, he was not careless when cooking porridge, and his hands were scalded with a big blister. There are also many ladies in other families who hurt themselves while cooking.

After the whole village had eaten a delicious flower chicken, people looked forward to such a good thing again, but they never asked for it, and everyone's mood gradually declined.

This series of follow-ups was something Bolan did not expect, and it also made her understand what it means to do bad things with good intentions.