"Grandpa Yun, this chicken is a bit useful, can you not kill it."

Yun Aiguo, who had already walked to the gate of the courtyard with the basket on his back, stopped.

"What's the use of it, leading the chickens all over the village all day long, sometimes I don't know how to go home when it's dark, I eat more than ducks, the eggs are slightly bigger than the pigeon eggs, and the eggs are laid in the firewood, and it saves trouble by killing the stew."

Look at the flower hen lying at Yun Mian's feet, like Yun Mian's pet, the little third master felt that he would be sad to kill the chicken.

"Grandpa Yun, this chicken fights badly, just now at the entrance of the village, there was an old woman of the Wang family looking for Grandma Yun and Fan Dudu, oh, no, it was the trouble of Grandma Yun and Sister Mianmian, this chicken heroically flew to the top of the old woman's head, pecking the old woman and screaming."

"It's Wang Chunsheng's daughter-in-law Zhang Ruhua, it's because of our grandparents and grandchildren that Zhang Ruhua is looking for trouble with small bottles."

The third master's words fell, and Mrs. Chu added.

Yun Aiguo's brows furrowed when he heard this, and his hand holding the scythe tightened.

The people of the old Wang family are really like fleas, and they are not at peace for a moment.

"Then don't kill it, keep this chicken to lay eggs, and Grandpa Yun will make poached eggs for you and Mianmian to satisfy your hunger in the future."

Knowing that Zhang Ruhua was pecked and screamed by her own flower hen, Yun Aiguo felt very uncomfortable.

pecked well, it is worthy of being a chicken raised by Lao Yun's family, and it really gives Lao Yun's family face.

Afraid that Yun Aiguo would tell Yun Yongcheng to slaughter other domestic animals, Mrs. Chu hurriedly spoke: "Aiguo, I have already instructed Lu Feng to go to the town to buy meat, in terms of food, don't worry about it, by the way, Lu Feng is the assistant of my youngest son Huaijing, and this time he was the driver of our grandparents and grandchildren, and accompanied our grandparents and grandchildren to Xiushui Village." ”

Knowing that Old Madam Chu also had a son, Yun Aiguo looked at her and felt a little better.

Seeing Yun Aiguo go out with the basket on his back, the little third master breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and turned his head to look at Yun Mian in the kitchen.

The meaning of that look is obvious: Pink Dudu, I saved your chicken, how can you thank me.

Yun Mian looked at the little third master and smiled, suddenly squatted down, and the little fat hand patted lightly on the wings of the flower hen: "Xiaohua, it was the grasshopper that kept your chicken head, you have to thank that grasshopper well." ”

As he spoke, Yun Mian took the little fat hand away from Xiaohua and stretched out his hand to the little third master standing at the door.

Giggle!

Xiaohua seemed to understand Yun Mian's words, got up from the ground, clucked, and rushed towards the little third master energetically.

The little third master remembered the appearance of Xiaohua flying on top of Zhang Ruhua's head to spread wild, and suddenly a handsome face lost its blood, and he was so frightened that he took two steps back.

"Powder...... Pink Dudu, you ...... Stop it. ”

Xiaohua rushed to the little third master in a few blinks like a bazooka, and her fluffy head rubbed against the little third master's legs.

Giggle!

Seeing that the little third master was frightened by Xiaohua's handsome face, and his legs trembled, Yun Mian couldn't help but laugh in the kitchen.

"Chu Grasshopper, don't be afraid, Xiaohua won't bite you."

The little third master, who has always been not afraid of the sky and the earth, was first frightened by a flowery chicken and his legs were weak, and then he was laughed at by the child with a big fart, and felt disgraced.

"It's Brother Chu, not Chu Grasshopper."

He glared at Yun Mian unhappily.

Yun Mian tilted her head and winked at him innocently.

"I'm not wrong, I'm calling you Chu Grasshopper, Grandma Chu said, you are older than me, I want to call you Chu Grasshopper."

The little third master was a little crazy in his heart, and in the end, he had to sigh helplessly at Yun Mian.

Forget it, he had something to do with a little kid who had just been weaned for a few years and couldn't speak clearly.

"If you like to call it a grasshopper, then call it a grasshopper."

"Grasshopper, you're so nice."

“......”

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