Skillfully hooking the door with the horns of the sheep, the sheep bleated in, and saw the two sisters who were asleep on the kang table, one of them got on the kang, curled up on four legs and lay beside Fu Ya, quietly looking at her sideways.

Suddenly, ......a fluffy little thing came out from under Jiang Guoguo's clothes, stepped on two thin little feet, and rushed to the side of the sheep bleating. The chicken looked up at the behemoth in front of him, and his eyes seemed to be full of questions.

The sheep bleated and pushed the pheasant aside, not letting it go near its little master, who had a pet of mine, and the other animals quickly dispersed.

The newborn calf was not afraid of the tiger, thinking that the sheep was playing with it, so he pecked at the nostrils of the sheep bleating, and the mouth was "chirping" happily.

The sheep bleated his head on his front legs, and two air currents erupted from his nostrils, baring his big teeth to scare the chick away.

Who would have thought that the little pheasant would not retreat, but would go forward, and its head would go into its mouth, and then its whole body would go in, leaving two little feet outside.

At this time, Jiang Guoguo woke up. She rubbed her eyes, saw the sheep bleating, and just wanted to say hello to it, but when she saw the two chicken paws wriggling in its mouth, she immediately cried out with a "wow".

Song Ziran was woken up in an instant and looked at the little crying bag: "What's wrong?" Why did you cry all of a sudden? ”

"The sheep bleated and ate my chickens, my poor little chirper, you died a miserable death!" Jiang Guoguo imitated the old lady in the village crying, wiping her tears with one hand and patting her thigh with the other.

The sheep bleated as if it had been pointed, and did not dare to move for a long time, and it looked at the little master with a pair of black eyes—I said, it was it that drilled my mouth by itself, believe it or not?

Song Ziran saw that it kept its mouth open, and hurriedly took out the little pheasant from its mouth. The chicken rushed to Jiang Guoguo's side with a flutter, tilting his head, staring at her as if he was watching a lively scene.

Jiang Guoguo blindly closed his eyes and howled: "My chicken is chirping!" Why are you dead? You've only been born for less than half a day, and you haven't seen this world of flowers, woo woo woo ......"

"Don't cry, your little pheasant is fine!" Song Ziran was decorated by her howl.

Jiang Guoguo hiccuped and opened his moist eyes: "Really? My chickens are all eaten by the sheep and are not dead yet? ”

Song Ziran soothed: "I didn't eat!" You forget, sheep eat grass, not meat, they play around! Look, isn't your chicken chirping? ”

Jiang Guoguo lowered her head, saw the little pheasant attacking her toes, wiped her tears, nodded the little pheasant's head, and said in a milky voice: "If you want to be obedient, scare me again, and eat you!" ”

The little girl moved her toes that were a little tickled and looked at her sister Fuya: "Sister, are the chickens hungry?" What does it eat? Rice? ”

Song Ziran's best friend in her previous life bought two chicks for her children at the school gate, as if she was going to feed sesame seeds or millet or something like that at the beginning. She said to Jiang Guoguo: "You wait! ”

After speaking, she jumped off the kang and rushed into the kitchen of the Jiang family, pinched a little sesame seeds from it, and sprinkled them in front of the little pheasant. The little pheasant tilted his head and looked, as if he didn't know that it was eating.

Jiang Guoguo used his fingers to point next to the sesame seeds, urging: "Eat quickly!" Grow up quickly when you're full! ”

The little pheasant thought she was playing with it, and pecked her fingers with its pointed little beak, tickling.

Jiang Guoguo hid his little hands behind him and said angrily: "The chicken is disobedient." If you don't eat, you'll starve to death! Eat, eat! ”

The little pheasant was walking around beside the sesame seeds, Jiang Guoguo was so anxious that he almost taught it how to eat sesame seeds, and he was still muttering: "Eat like this!" How stupid! Not at all as smart as a sheep! ”

The sheep bleated and looked at the little one who could only chirp with disdain - just it? is also worthy of being compared with Uncle Sheep?

Finally, the little pheasant pecked a sesame seed with his head down, smacked and swallowed, and slowly went to eat the second and third grains......

In the torn cotton jacket, there was another chirping sound. Song Ziran opened it and took a look, and at some point, two more pheasants hatched.

Jiang left Fuya to have lunch at home, and at noon the stew was the pheasant that Jiang Qiuyuan had hit. Jiang's cooking skills are average, and Song Ziran couldn't bear to blind a pheasant, so he helped beside him. The so-called help is what she dictates and Jiang executes.

"Not to mention, with Xiaofuya on the side, my mother's little pheasant stew mushrooms is really good, and I'm about to catch up with the Song family's aunt." Jiang Zhixue sandwiched a chicken leg and put it in Song Ziran's bowl, and ate a very flavorful mushroom for herself - delicious!

Jiang praised Song Ziran as a flower: "Our Fuya not only has a high talent in medicine, but also learned her milk skills ten out of ten." I just did what she said, and when I compared, the ones I used to make were all pig food! ”

The people of the Jiang family, who eat "pig food" every day, paused with chopsticks, glanced at each other, and quickly pulled up the rice. A large pot of chicken stewed mushrooms, the family ate it all, and even the soup was mixed with rice to eat not a drop left.

Jiang saw that Song Ziran was going back, so he said, "Take a nap at our house, right?" Your house is busy, and no one takes care of you! ”

"It's time to transplant the vegetable seedlings I raised into the vegetable garden, and my milk is at home alone, so I can't be busy." The little girl's voice was sweet, crunchy, and a little milky. When she speaks, those big eyes that seem to be able to speak, look at you like this, making people want to send the whole world to her.

Jiang couldn't help but soften his voice: "Our Fuya can also grow vegetables!" Really capable! But what should you do if you have completed your task of literacy today? ”

"I ...... Take it back and recognize it, I promise to recognize the words on the first two pages of "Shennong's Materia Medica" and memorize it. "Traditional Chinese characters are still difficult for Song Ziran, especially some obscure words and meanings in the pharmacopoeia. However, she has a good memory, and it is not difficult to learn.

"Oh well! Dry milk at night will test you! Jiang filled her purse with snacks and watched her go out.

Jiang Zhixue said with a smile: "When a child is less than four years old, my mother taught her to recognize the words in the medicine book, isn't it difficult for her?" The average child has a hard time remembering both lines, and you ask her to recognize two pages. Isn't it a bit of a sprout? ”

Jiang Shi glanced at her and said, "I originally just wanted to teach her the first few lines, who knew she remembered so quickly." Fuya, this child, has always known in her heart that she can't say big things if she can't complete the task. ”

Jiang Zhixue put down the medicinal herbs in her hand, entered the house and glanced at her little daughter who was sleeping on the kang, shook her head and said, "It's really a comparison of goods to throw away!" Intelligent, sensible, well-behaved, and highly gifted children are all from other people's families! ”