Chapter 22 Madam, your hairstyle is dangerous(1/2)
I hurried down the mountain, hiding these doubts in my heart for the time being.
In the next time, we still need to focus on the construction of the ranch.
For example, visiting neighbors and ranchers in town is a very important part.
Just like now, I looked up and saw that I was standing at the door of old Sebala's blacksmith shop?
Suddenly there was a crackling sound of fighting inside, and soon a figure flew out from the curtain of the blacksmith shop. Shortly after falling to the ground, he jumped up and turned into a black dot in the distance.
Is Sebala beating his grandson every day again?
Brother, what do you look like? I haven't seen it clearly until now.
"emmm......"
I pondered for a while, but still had no intention of going in.
If you get too close to the sand sculpture, you will be led astray. After all, only the sand sculpture can understand the sand sculpture.
Boss Dick and Old Sabara here are already at the level of being a stand-in messenger!
After thinking about this, I turned around resolutely and continued walking forward without looking back.
Before taking two steps, at the edge of a wooden gate, a familiar incident happened again!
"Cuckoo!"
A hen flew out of the gate and stepped on my face with one paw. Its fluffy feathers shone with oil in the sun, completely filling my sight.
"What the hell! Enemy attack!"
I was still in a state of nervousness and had not yet come out. My eyes were covered by an invisible furry creature, and I quickly moved forward to block it with my hands.
This move played right into the hen's hands, and it stepped on its arm and flew up with its wings.
I looked up and saw the hen flying in the air under the scorching sun, looking like a phoenix dancing for nine days. I couldn't help but sigh:
"Phoenix Yu..."
Before I could say the last word "fly", a cannonball-like figure hit my chest viciously, knocking me straight to the ground.
Appeared! Appeared again!
The curse of being 100% killed around the corner!
"it hurts……"
A girl with pink hair was thrown to the ground like a dead fish on the shore. It seemed that she was hit very hard and was shaking her head and could not recover.
"Are you okay?"
When I saw this situation, I couldn't continue to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead. I stood up and tried to help the pink-haired girl in the dress.
"I'm so dizzy..."
Until I helped her up, she still stood there with eyes wide open.
No wonder, when I used my chest to resist damage, she used her head to deal damage, and the danger levels were not in the same sequence at all.
The little girl with pink hair swayed for a long time, and finally woke up, and suddenly a sentence came out of her mouth.
"Coco! Coco ran away!"
I looked back and saw that the hen that had just used the Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens move was still wandering in the open space next to the Saibala Forging House, looking for bugs and stones in the grass to eat.
"It's okay, your cocoa is still there, I'll go get it back."
I can't count on the little pink-haired girl for a while, so I'd better go on my own.
I helped her to the bench by the roadside, turned around and took off the sickle and ax from my waist, and tiptoed close to the hen that was wandering around unconsciously.
…………
"Mr. Marcus! Thank you!"
The pink-haired girl in a dress who called herself Purberry happily hugged the hen named Coco and smiled at me.
"It's okay, it's all what I should do."
I quickly expressed my humility.
But there was a hint of worry in Purbury's eyes as she asked.
"Are you really okay, Mr. Marcus? Your face is covered with injuries..."
Little girl, do you know that there are some things that men would rather die than admit to.
In the process of catching the hen, it successively used tricks such as "Phoenix Dances in the Nine Heavens", "Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix", "Feng Dances in the Clouds", etc., adding a series of wounds on my face and hands. Now
Still feeling a dull pain.
"It doesn't matter at all, the wound is a man's medal!"
But the wound of fighting a hen is a shame!
I added in my mind.
Purbury looked at my wound, suddenly smiled, and patched up my wound again.
"Mr. Marcus, could you please help me catch the other two lost hens?"
“………pleased to oblige.”
I silently touched the injured area and decided that I would never go down this road again.
Fortunately, Popley was just joking with me. She walked to the roadside, grabbed a handful of grass seeds, and made a small "clucking" sound in her mouth, so she lured back the two chickens wandering nearby and caught them.
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I couldn't help but sigh: "Why are you so skilled?!"
Purbury walked in front holding three chickens, her lace skirt swaying gently like the waves in June, and her small leather shoes made a clicking sound on the stone road.
"Mr. Marcus, why do you ask?"
Purbury tilted her head and asked me, looking very puzzled.
"I grew up on a chicken farm, shouldn't I know these things~"
I looked up at the tall signboard of the chicken farm in front of me. Last year, there was a huge picture of a chicken and it also said "Chicken and Lilia".
"Is this your home?"
Only then did I understand why this girl had just rushed out of this gate and bumped into me again.
It turns out it was you, the boy, who let the imperial army go... No, it was you, the little girl, who let the chicken run away!
"Hehehe, Mr. Marcus, thank you for your help. Come and sit at my house~"
Purbury pushed me to the door of the chicken farm without any explanation and motioned for me to go in quickly.
Walking inside, I found that the area here is much larger than it looks from the outside.
On the left hand side of the entrance is a row of low chicken coops, divided into large and small compartments with wooden boards, for each hen to distinguish its own position. There is a trough and water tank outside each chicken coop.
, convenient for placing food at regular intervals.
On the field a little outside, there is a large, well-groomed flat area surrounded by fences. Many hens and chicks are wandering aimlessly in the open field. The fluffy chicks are lined up in a long line.
He clumsily followed the hen and chirped, imitating his mother to peck the ground from time to time, looking extremely childish.
Purbury put the three hens back into the chicken coop, and immediately a group of little fur balls followed them, learning to walk in a decent manner.
"I accidentally released them just now when I was checking their health. It was really an accident~"
Purbury playfully stuck out her tongue and invited me to sit in her home.
"Let me introduce it to you."
"This chicken farm is run by our family. This is the chicken coop, and this is where we live."
Purbury walked in front of us seriously and introduced to me.
"That one over there is a warehouse for fodder and a place for chickens to take refuge during typhoons."
She pointed to a wider building with a blue roof.
"My mother Lilia is the owner of the farm here, but her health is not good, so I have been helping to take care of the chickens since I was very young."
"I also have a brother named Rick, and he's a nuisance!"
When it came to her brother, Purbury showed an unhappy expression. It seemed that she still had a deep affection for her mother, and she had a little bit of complaint against this brother.
"Mom, I brought a new neighbor to my house~"
As soon as Purberry returned to the house, she shouted into the house and greeted her mother.
But before her mother Lilia appeared, a young man with round glasses walked down the stairs.
The young man heard the sound, came out and saw me following Purbury. He suddenly showed a suspicious look and said in a bad tone.
"Pubry, why did you bring a stranger into your home? Do you know how dangerous this is?"
Purbury was stunned when she heard this, and a layer of mist immediately accumulated in her eyes.
To be continued...