Little Fubao from the farmhouse takes space to flee famine

Chapter 3 The Autistic Old Hen

Five or six days in the mountains, the eyes of the people in the battle of the trapped beasts became brighter, and the water receded a lot.

There are fallen tree branches and blocks everywhere, and there are dead fish left by receding water on the muddy road, standing upside down in the mud.

The people who come down from the mountain are like catkins, with dove-shaped faces, and tears falling in the sky.

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

Not even a single tile of the large tile-roofed house of Mr. Wang's house was washed away, leaving a few wooden piles for the foundation standing bare and covered with stray branches.

"My mother, how are you going to live these days?" Seeing the miserable scene, Fang Cuiying seemed to be driven to a desperate situation, and she cried with her two sons, Wenqing and Wenhua.

The sisters-in-law also looked embarrassed. Now the crops were destroyed and the houses were washed away. More than a dozen people in the family had to eat, drink and defecate, and winter would come in a few months.

"What are you crying and howling like? As long as I live and won't starve you to death, there will be someone above to take care of you. Cheer up." Mr. Wang is so angry, is it possible that a living person can still urinate? Suffocate to death.

Those who were able to work at home began to build tents, clear the foundations, and take inventory of supplies.

An Ran stretched out her hand from the package, almost suffocating her these few days.

Zhenxiang put her into a hut that had been built with some dry clothes inside, and told her youngest brother, Wang Wenbo, to watch over her.

Wang Wenbo was only about four years old, and he gently patted his sister's little quilt with his two little hands, coaxing her to sleep like an adult.

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

Sure enough, it turned out that my younger sister also liked making faces, and then she exaggerated it even more.

An Ran was going to laugh to death from this cute kid. How could he be so cute? Did he know how silly he looked when his eyes turned into cross-eyes?

It's a pity that the little brother is cute, but his face is missing some flesh. People here just want to eat enough, and there is no nutrition. Everyone in the family is hungry.

Her farm has reached level 6 and has three chicken farms and a pig pen. Unfortunately, the number of chickens raised is limited. Each chicken farm can only raise [-] chickens and one pig pen can raise three pigs.

In the past few days, she had been working hard to level up on this farm, and found that the further she went to the back, the harder it became to level up.

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

"Wow! Brother, look quickly, is that a chicken?"

Unexpectedly, her second brother Wang Wenyuan was the first to find the chicken she let out.

For a while, there were grandpas and grandpas 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 with quick eyes and hands.

The chicken being carried seemed to be choked by the throat of fate by Wang Wenyuan. If his mother Zhang Guihua hadn't rescued it in time, it would have been swallowed by him.

"Where did this come from?" Father Wang picked up one of the chickens, and he knew at a glance that this chicken was not raised by ordinary people.

"It weighs five or six catties. It's a big fat chicken with eggs." Zhang Guihua poked her hand out from under the chicken's buttocks. She just touched it. This chicken will still lay eggs today.

Then came the suspicious life of the chicken. Several sisters-in-law expressed that they would lay eggs today, and both chickens had eggs.

An Ran can imagine the hearts of these two chickens, my ass, it is not clean anymore.

It's not right, chicken butts are meant to poop.

The origin of these two chickens was unknown, but they were just right. Everyone recognized them as lost-owner chickens.

The hen that was supposed to die tonight was kept in a temporary cage with debris on top for those two eggs.

"Brother, you're really good!" Wang Wenbo followed behind, bragging and flattering, only to turn around and remember that Fu Bao's sister was still in the shed.

"My sister is good. My second brother caught two big fat chickens. They have fat buttocks. Really, my mother said to let them lay eggs and give them to my aunt to eat. Then Fubao can be full."

Why didn't she think her little brother was a chatterbox before? An Ran couldn't turn over, so she had to listen to him keep talking to her, and he kept talking to her ear.

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

"Brothers and sisters, you should rest first. Seeing you coughing and coughing, I am afraid that the root cause of the disease will be caused in the future. This is freshly boiled ginger water, drink some."

The women in the family belong to the eldest sister-in-law Liu Chunlan who is the most caring, straight-talking, and capable person. Father Wang puts all the financial power of the family in her hands.

When the woman heard this, she was afraid that she might be sick and give Fu Bao some sick energy. Fu Bao was still young, but she didn't want to be idle. The second sister-in-law's venomous words made her feel uncomfortable.

Everyone didn't rest at night, tinkering with building houses, which were just needed for the winter.

Of course, there is even more bad news. The county magistrate was washed away, and a pot of porridge was scattered in the yamen. It is not known who is new, let alone disaster relief food and silver.

The two hens who were dying were also secretly raised. They lay eggs every day and couldn't bear to part with them.

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

In order not to be heard by others, Wen Bo would pinch the beak of the chickens that laid eggs every time, clucking silently, and fluttering their feathers all over the floor.

Gradually the hens began to shut themselves down, because they did not eat or lay eggs.

Hens who are used to eating fine grains can't bear to eat grass and earthworms every day, and they have to be watched every time they lay an egg.

In a few days, the two hens were squatted, or else they would be hungry and thin.

In those few days, Wen Bo would whisper in her ear every day, saying that her teeth hadn't grown out yet, how delicious the chicken was, how delicious the chicken was, and when she grew up...

Ah - when will I learn to turn over, I can't stand this little cutie anymore, I can babble in her ear for hours every day.

I don't know if it was supplemented by eating two chickens. Recently, An Ran's rations have become more abundant.

An Ran hiccups at night, and Father Wang holds her in his arms to tease her.

Father Wang has obviously become a lot older, and there is a tired look in his eyes. His skin is as dark as an old farmer's, but his slender eyes remain unchanged.

An Ran likes this old man, he has tenacity, the back of his hands and palms are like old pine bark, there are cracks under the calluses, it hurts a little when scratched on his face.

"Hey, you little baby, you have enough to eat and don't have any worries."

An Ran would also giggle very face-saving, but she would drool all over her neck.

"Tomorrow the county will distribute seeds on a per capita basis. Yong'an and Yongye will go with the village chief to get them. The others will go and plow the ground. The remaining seedlings have been pulled out and cannot grow over the water."

I heard that the county magistrate of Tongluo Town next door is in charge of business. The new magistrate is still on the way to report, and I heard he was demoted.

The common people are degrading people or ghosts, as long as they don't starve to death, they are good officials. Anyway, the crows in the world are as black, and the emaciated camels are bigger than horses.

(End of this chapter)