Jiang Guoguo did not answer in a hurry, but walked to Song Ziran's side with her short legs, took her hand and pasted it, and then complained to her mother: "Big brother is so stupid!" If you run so slowly, you can't catch up with the fifth brother! Such a big man, white grows! ”

Jiang Qiuyuan came in with her small basket, and when she heard the words, she said, "Who is not honest, twisting, twisting, twisting and twisting in my arms, affecting my walking?" ”

"It's useless for someone as big as you to be influenced by a little me!" Jiang Guoguo pouted, once again feeling that his brother was inferior to the Song family.

She sighed heavily in her heart - if only she were a child of the Song family, she could sleep on the same kang with Sister Fuya every day, eat at the same table, and never be separated for a moment.

Song Ziran stuffed a piece of candy into her mouth, pinched her little face, and said, "You can't talk to your eldest brother like this!" Big brother carries you down the mountain, and you have to carry the medicine basket, how difficult is it? Thank you, brother! ”

Well, the little guy's face is fleshy, soft, and so easy to pinch. No wonder when she was a child, her brothers at home liked to attack her cheeks. Fortunately, there is milk to stop her, otherwise so many brothers, you pinch it, I pinch it, and don't pinch her face out of calluses?

Jiang Guoguo held sweet candy in her mouth, hugged Sister Fuya's fragrant and soft body, and showed a sweet smile on her face: "Sister is the best!" I listen to my sister! ”

After speaking, in a charity tone, he said to Jiang Qiuyuan: "Thank you, big brother, big brother has worked hard...... Sister, let's go hatch chicks? ”

"Hatching chicks, where did the chicks come from?" Jiang Zhixue couldn't keep up with her little daughter's rhythm.

When I didn't have a girl, I looked forward to my daughter every day, and after giving birth to a girl, I found out that it was a leaky little padded jacket. When she was a little older, she cried every day, during the day, and at night, crying so much that she wanted to throw this little thing away. Sure enough, a well-behaved and easy-to-take child like Fuya is really rare in a century!

Fortunately, there is a little lucky star of Fuya, as long as she sleeps next to Fuya, the girl is so quiet that she is like two people. Before her daughter was a year old, either she took Fuya over, or sent her to the Song family, and the two little ones were almost never separated.

When she grows up, her daughter still clings to her Sister Fuya every day, and her mouth and heart are all her Sister Fuya, and her heart as an old mother pulls out the cold!

Jiang Guoguo showed off to her mother: "Sister Fuya found a nest of wild eggs, and there were chicks in the eggs. Sister Fuya said that when the chicks hatched, she raised them with me. This is my chick with Sister Fuya! ”

Look, inside and outside the words, she is inseparable from her sister Fuya. Sister slave, I didn't run away!

Jiang Zhixue saw her daughter take out an egg from her purse and carefully hold it in the palm of her hand. Looking at the egg again, it has already pecked a small opening.

"Oops! It's coming out of the shell! Quick, bake your unworn padded jacket hot and put the eggs inside. Jiang Zhixue has lived in the countryside for more than ten years and knows that hatching chicks requires enough heat, and the temperature of human hands cannot reach it.

She went to the kitchen and burned someone, poured it into the soup woman, and put it under the cotton jacket to keep it warm. The wild eggs in the basket were also put in.

Jiang Guoguo held his cheeks with both hands, waiting for the chicks to come out of the shell. However, soon her patience ran out, and she asked over and over again: "Sister, why haven't the chicks come out of the shell?" When will my sister's chick come out of the shell? Sister ......"

"Quiet! The chick hears your voice and hides in the eggshell and doesn't dare to come out! Song Ziran's ears were almost calloused by her question, and in a word, as if pressing Jiang Guoguo's stop button, her ears were finally cleared.

"Tsk...... Twitter......" The chick in the padded jacket became clear.

Jiang Guoguo couldn't wait to lift the torn cotton jacket, and a wet chick struggled in half an eggshell. Seeing Jiang Guoguo, a behemoth, he was not afraid, staring at the black bean-like eyes, tilting his head and looking at the little sisters curiously.

Finally, the little pheasant came out of the eggshell and staggered towards Jiang Guoguo.

Jiang Guoguo said disgustedly: "It's so ugly!" The hair is messy, like a chicken in soup! ”

"The chicks that have just come out of the shell are like this, and if the feathers are dried for a while, they will look good!" Song Ziran also witnessed the birth of life for the first time, and was a little excited, "It's just your chicken, give it a name." ”

"A name? Yes, yes! Jiang Guoguo clapped his little hands, tilted his head sideways and thought, "It's called ugly, right?" It's so ugly! ”

Jiang Shi came in from outside, looked at the chick walking slowly on the table, heard his granddaughter's words, and said with a smile: "This is a male pheasant, it has grown up and has beautiful feathers, and it is not ugly at all!" ”

Jiang Guoguo wrinkled his little nose, scratched his hair, thought hard, and finally spread it on the kang like a cake: "It's so difficult to come up with a name!" Can my sister help me think of one? ”

"My own chicks, think for myself." Song Ziran is serious and authentic. In fact, she is also a nominee. This kind of waste of brain cells, she won't do it!

"That'...... My sister's lamb is called 'Sheep Baa', and my one is called 'Chicken Baa'! Jiang Guoguo slapped his head, got up from the kang, and looked at Fuya with a praising face.

Song Ziran looked at her indescribably, and said reluctantly: "Okay...... Good name, are you sure you don't want to change it? "How do you feel, the name is a bit of a hooligan.

Jiang Guoguo said proudly: "Sister also thinks it's good, if you don't change it, that's it!" ”

Just as the sisters were guarding the wild eggs and waiting for the other pheasants to come out of the shells, the courtyard door of the Jiang family slowly opened a crack. A head with crooked horns squeezed in through the crack in the door. Isn't it the sheep bleating that Jiang Guoguo mentioned just now?

The sheep bleated now is not the little lamb of three years ago, it is much larger than the average sheep, its limbs are toned and powerful, its body is oily and smooth, and its dark eyes seem to reveal its small emotions. The most beautiful thing is the pair of long horns, bent into a perfect arc, and embellished on the head.

The sheep bleated into the courtyard as if no one was around, stopped for a moment beside the fresh pangolin, sniffed, not interested, and continued to the house where the sisters were.

Jiang's mother and daughter have long been used to this guy, as if they haven't seen it. This wild goat is very spiritual, never hoards the medicinal herbs they dry in the yard, and once brought back precious medicinal herbs!

"Baa ——?" The sheep bleated and looked at the Jiang family, and then looked at the door, as if to say: Is my little master here?

Jiang smiled: "In, in!" You can enter the house, but you are not allowed to jump on the cabinet! You're old now, and you're so heavy that you're going to crush the cupboard. ”

The sheep baated and pretended not to hear it - it is not fat, it is called bodybuilding!