four and a half year old farm family pet

Chapter 324 Don’t you dare to touch a little brat like you?
Yuan Bao got up very early and went outside the cave as soon as possible. Sure enough, he saw two plump pheasants. There was a row of jagged tooth marks on the pheasants' necks. It was not difficult to tell that they were bitten by Wangcai.

"Dad, Mom, Grandpa, Grandma, I picked up two more chickens." Yuan Bao had a chicken in his left hand and a chicken in his right hand. He rushed back to the cave and woke up everyone who was still sleeping.

"Yuanbao, where did you get the chicken?" It is not an exaggeration to say that the older man had hands as strong as weights.Mrs. Miao picked up the dead pheasants and weighed them. One of them weighed about five kilograms, and the other weighed almost seven kilograms. They were two big fat chickens.

Yuan Bao pointed out of the cave, "Grandma, I picked them up outside. There are teeth marks on their necks. They must have been bitten to death by wild beasts in the mountains and left on the roadside. My mother hasn't eaten meat for a long time. She has a belly." The little brother inside also wants to eat, let’s eat chicken soup and roasted chicken today, okay?”

"Okay! Little greedy cat, you have the final say on the prey you picked up. Grandma will agree to whatever you say." Mrs. Miao tickled the tip of the little girl's nose, doting on her.

Looking down at her daughters-in-law who had just slept on the straw mats that they had been weaving all night, Miao decided not to bother them anymore. She did the work herself, squatting at the entrance of the cave. Taking advantage of the falling rain, the grandfather and grandson struggled to pluck the chicken feathers. Clean the plump pheasant.

After the treatment, the light one still has four kilograms, and the heavy one has not lost much, it still has about six and a half kilograms. Miao's weighing is enough. Chicken soup is soup, so four kilograms are used. Chop the pheasant into pieces and stew it in a casserole, then peel a few yam strips and throw them in as ingredients.

Miao pierced the big pheasant directly through the branches of a tree, put it on the fire, and let the ingots spin around to roast it. Then he went to the cave, took out the rice, washed it, and prepared it for steaming.

Ma Mu also got up to prepare breakfast. Being in a cave and with limited conditions, their family could only eat steamed buns with mixed noodles and pickles, and then boiled two yams for the whole family to share.

When she saw Yuan Bao sitting on the stone roasting chicken, suspicious water stains flowed from the side of Ma Mu's mouth.

"Little girl, it's such a waste. The chicken fat should be cooked in a bowl, why can't you just let it drip on the fire? It's a waste!"

Ma Mu smelled the fragrance in the air, and her heart trembled slightly. The next moment she saw Miao entering the cave and Yuan Bao was the only one left. She immediately walked over and reached for the stick of Yuan Bao's roast chicken.

"Yuanbao, the way you roast the chicken is wrong. Come on, give it to me, and I will roast it for you."

Before his hand touched the tree stick, Yuan Bao dodged, "I don't have that good relationship with you, I don't need your help, stay away from me, you have a foul smell, if you come closer, I'm afraid I will vomit!"

Grandma is not around, Yuanbao has no need, and he doesn't want to pretend to be obedient in front of someone like Ma Mu, and he is not willing to waste words and just tell Ma Mu to get out.

Ma Mu heard the meaning of her words. She didn't expect that a little girl would dare to talk back to her, an elder. She immediately wanted to teach Yuan Bao a lesson while Miao was away, so she immediately raised her thick palm. , and slapped Yuan Bao on the head without hesitation.

While taking action, Ma Mu also said in a sinister tone, "I don't dare to mess with your adults, but I don't dare to touch a little kid like you? You uneducated brat, give me the roasted chicken, otherwise it won't be a slap in the face." Such a simple thing!”

Yuan Bao didn't hide, but quickly pressed down the roast chicken stick in his hand. The thick chicken fat accumulated in the chicken's belly was immediately poured onto the fire, and a high flame suddenly rose, waving the horse mother. The big hand that came down swept across.

The horse mother hurriedly retracted the hand that was about to hit Yuan Bao, and blew the fire bubbles on her hand as hard as she could.

(End of this chapter)