Chapter 3: Autistic Old Hen

In the mountains for five or six days, there was a little light in the eyes of the people who were trapped in the beast fight, and the water receded a lot.

Everywhere there were fallen branches and wooden blocks, and the muddy pavement was covered with dead fish left behind by receding water, standing upside down in the mud like green onions.

The people who came down from the mountain were like catkins, dove-shaped hoof-faces, and tears fell into the vastness.

The original homes were dilapidated, and the leaders of each village led the villagers to build sheds.

Not even a single tile of Wang's father's house was gone, leaving a few wooden stakes for the foundation to stand bare and covered with miscellaneous branches.

"My mother, how do you live this day?" Seeing the miserable scene, Fang Cuiying seemed to be forced to a desperate situation, pulling her two sons Wen Qing and Wen Hua to cry.

Now that the crops are ruined and the houses are gone, more than a dozen people in the family have to eat, drink and lazar, and it will be winter in a few months.

"What do you look like when you cry and howl, as long as Lao Tzu has a life, he will not starve to death to you, and someone will take care of it, cheer up." Daddy Wang is full of anger, it is difficult for a living person to suffocate to urine.

Those who were able to work in the family began to build sheds, clean the foundations, and count the supplies.

An Ran stretched out his hand to wrap it, almost suffocating her in the past few days.

Zhenxiang put her into the set up shack, with a few dry clothes in it, and told her youngest brother Wang Wenbo to look at it.

Wang Wenbo is only about four years old, and his two little hands gently patted his sister's small quilt and coaxed her to sleep like an adult.

"Does my sister like my brother, then my brother will make a grimace for you." Wang Wenbo saw his sister looking at him with round eyes, and remembered that his brother always made a grimace to make himself laugh.

Sure enough, it turned out that my sister also liked grimaces, and then she was even more exaggerated.

An Ran was going to be laughed to death by this cute and loving little ghost, how could he be so cute, he didn't know how stupid his eyes were when they became cross-eyed.

It's a pity that the little brother is cute and cute, but there is less meat on his face, and everyone here is just full, not to mention any nutrition, and everyone in the family smokes.

Her farm is already level thirteen, and she has opened three chicken farms and a pigsty, but unfortunately the number of chickens is limited, each chicken farm can only raise 6 chickens, and a pigpen can raise three pigs.

In the past few days, she has been working the level on this farm, and found that the further she goes, the more difficult it is to brush the level.

An Ran looked at the few chickens in the chicken farm, it was not too much to catch two of them, anyway, they were smart chickens who were lucky enough to escape after the heavy flood.

"Wow! Big brother, look, is that a chicken! ”

Unexpectedly, the first person to find the chicken she released was her second brother Wang Wenyuan.

For a while, there were grandfathers and grandfathers everywhere, and An Ran had a sense of grandpa and his seven gourds.

Wang Wenyuan had already picked up the hen that had just come out for a walk.

The chicken that was carried seemed to be choked by Wang Wenyuan by the throat of fate, if it weren't for the timely rescue of his mother Zhang Guihua, it was estimated that it would have been swallowed in his hands.

"Where did this come from?" Daddy Wang picked up one of the chickens, just knowing at a glance that this chicken was not raised by ordinary people.

"It has to weigh five or six pounds, it's a big fat chicken, and eggs." Zhang Guihua's hand poked out from under the chicken's buttocks, she just touched it, this chicken will still lay eggs today.

Then there is the suspicious life of the chicken, and several concubines have said that they are going to lay eggs today, and both chickens have eggs.

Enron can imagine the heart of these two chickens, my ass, it's not clean.

That's not right, chicken farts are supposed to poop.

The origin of these two chickens is unknown, but they are just right, and everyone recognizes them as ownerless chickens.

The hen that was supposed to die tonight was kept in a makeshift cage with sundries on top of it for the two eggs.

"Brother, you're amazing!" Wang Wenbo followed behind and bragged about patting his ass, and turned his head to remember that Fubao's sister was still in the shed.

"My sister is good, the second brother caught two big fat chickens, their buttocks are fat, really, my mother said that if they lay eggs, they will be eaten by the aunt, and then Fubao can eat enough."

Why didn't I think her little brother was a chatter before, and she couldn't turn over, so she had to listen to him talk to her all the time, and it was the kind that came to her ear.

As soon as Father Wang took the big guy to clean up the foundation, the village chief called someone to hold a meeting to discuss the next matters.

"Brother and sister, you can rest first, see if you cough cough cough, I'm afraid that you will fall ill in the future, this is freshly boiled ginger water, drink some of it."

The women in the family are the most intimate sister-in-law Liu Chunlan, who speaks straight and is capable, and Father Wang puts all the financial power of the family in her hands.

The woman listened to it, she was afraid that she was sick and gave Fu Bao a sick gas, Fu Bao was still young, but she didn't want to be an idler, the second sister-in-law's mouth was poisonous, which made her feel uncomfortable.

At night, everyone did not rest, tinkering with the construction of the house, which is just needed for winter.

Of course, there is even more unfavorable news, the county lord was washed away by the water, and a pot of porridge was scattered in the yamen, and the new appointee didn't know who it was, let alone any disaster relief grain and silver.

The two hens, who were supposed to be desperate, were also secretly raised, and they had to lay eggs every day, so they were reluctant.

Wenbo is responsible for finding weeds to feed the two hens every day, and as long as they cluck, he knows that warm eggs have been laid.

In order not to let others hear, every time the chicken that laid an egg would be pinched by Wenbo's mouth, gurgling, and fluttering chicken feathers.

Gradually, the hens began to shut themselves up because they didn't eat or lay eggs.

Where can hens who are accustomed to eating fine grains be able to stand eating grass and earthworms every day, and they must be monitored for laying eggs.

Within a few days, the two hens were quacked off, otherwise they would have lost weight from hunger.

In those days, Wenbo would whisper in her ear every day, saying that her teeth hadn't grown out yet, saying that the chicken meat was fragrant, and the chicken was the most delicious, and when she grew up...

Ahhhhhhh

I don't know if I ate two chickens to make up for it, and recently Enron's rations have also become rich.

At night, Anran hiccuped, and Daddy Wang teased her in his arms.

Daddy Wang has obviously aged a lot, and his eyes are tired, his skin is the dark of an old peasant, but his sturdy eyes are still the same.

An Ran likes this old man, he has a tenacity on his body, the back of his hand and palm are like old pine bark, and there are cracks under the calluses, which hurt a little when he scraped his face.

"Yo, you little doll, you don't have to worry about being full."

An Ran will also giggle very face-saving, but he will drool and be covered with a lot of saliva.

"Tomorrow, the county will distribute seeds, and give them according to the head, Yongan and Yongye will follow the village chief to get them, and the rest of the people will go to pluck the ground, and those residual seedlings will be pulled out, and they will not grow after the water."

I heard that the county is in charge of the county magistrate of Tongluo Town next door, and the new county order is still on the way to be reported, so I heard that it was demoted.

The common people are degraded by people or ghosts, as long as they are starved and not killed, they are good officials, anyway, the crows in the world are as black as the crows, and the emaciated camels of people are bigger than horses.