"Why do these chickens look unstimulated? They keep calling in the morning, and they are very energetic!" Ye Zhiguo said to himself.

The old lady raised eight chickens, one rooster and seven hens, as careful as taking care of her children. Every day, she would go to the vegetable market to pick up rotten vegetable leaves and vegetable jacks that others don’t want, chop them up and mix them with rice bran to feed them, raise the eight chickens to be fat and strong, and the feathers are shiny.

Because the old lady bought big chickens, they grow very fast and can lay eggs, and they can pick up five or six eggs every day. The eggs laid by the chickens she raises are completely different from the eggs she bought, and they are fragrant.

Ye Zhiguo originally disliked raising chickens and catching insects, but now he doesn’t object. It’s great to be able to eat delicious eggs and save money!

But the chickens that were originally in high spirits are now depressed, with their heads hanging down, huddled in the corner of the wall without moving, looking something was wrong.

Ye Qingqing looked over when she heard this, her heart skipped a beat, and subconsciously thought of the pot of white porridge.

The white porridge and bibimbap in the chicken bowl were eaten clean, and there was no grain of rice left. Could it be that I was poisoned like the old lady?

Ye Qingqing became happy again. He had diarrhea anyway. The old lady said that animals were cheap and these chickens would definitely not be a problem. And it was excellent evidence. Let's take a look at it later.

Humph, even if you can’t drive Shen Yanhong away this time, you have to let her have a good meal!

Shen Yanhong also came over. She glanced at the white sunshine and said distractedly: "It must be hot, and the chickens are afraid of heat. They will be energetic when they get cool at night."

"I guess Qingqing adds some water, and there is no water in the basin!"

Ye Zhiguo felt that was the case, so he ordered Ye Qingqing to add water, so he rode his motorcycle to work.

Ye Qingqing sneered, scooped a bowl of water and poured it into the basin, but the chickens did not pounce on them like before, and still hung their heads and squatted weakly.

She also noticed several piles of shitty poop, like water, and frowned disgustedly, but she became happier in her heart.

These are all evidence!

"Mrs. Chicken, I'm sorry for you this time. When I teach that old bitch a lesson, I'll let Xiaotong catch insects for you!"

Ye Qingqing went to the kitchen, and a small pot of green vegetable porridge exuded an attractive fragrance, but it was sprinkled with honey.

"Grandma, I've served you a meal, you can eat it!"

Ye Qingqing filled a bowl of rice, picked up some dishes, and picked up the old lady. As for the pot of porridge, she fed half of the chickens, and the remaining half were ready to be used as evidence, otherwise the bitch Shen Yanhong would definitely refuse to admit it.

When the old lady saw that there was meat, she suddenly became energetic. She had not been able to eat the dried ones for several days and was already hungry.

After eating a few bites of it, the old lady asked about the porridge with concern, "Where is the porridge made by the slutty widow?"

"Feed the chicken!"

The old lady was relieved, took a few more mouthfuls of rice, and then instructed: "I will lay five eggs today. Don't forget to pick them up and put them in the basket with few eggs."

"I haven't put it yet, I'll pick it up after it is put." Ye Qingqing was impatient and worried. If she didn't pick up eggs today, she could pick them up tomorrow. There were no weasels in the city, so she wouldn't go missing.

After the old lady finished her meal, she whispered her mouth and became more energetic, so she refused to lie down again and yelled to get out of bed.

"I'll break my bones even if I lie down. I'll go down to paste the paper box. I haven't made any money in two days, and it's more than ten yuan!"
Chapter completed!