"Daha, Li Xiu, why are you here?" Wu Zhiqiu came out to greet them.

"Sister-in-law, you didn't tell me when something happened at home. Do you still treat me as your sister?" Li Xiu wiped away her tears.

"Oh, your brother is fine, but you are making such a fuss."

"Losing your life is the real problem," Li Xiu complained.

Wu Zhiqiu... "It's not that serious. What are you doing with these things?"

"I brought this for my elder brother. It's a gift from Dahe and me. If you keep saying that, I'll be really angry."

Wu Zhiqiu...Okay, put them all away. There are more than ten chickens. Let Li Mancang eat them three times a day. His urine will smell like chicken poop.

Zhao Dahe was carrying pork ribs and pork, which they had ordered from the butcher in town last night.

The beef in the kitchen hasn't been cleaned up yet. She thinks there's too much meat and thinks it's a bit too much.

The third brother, Old Man Guan, and Old Man Wu were squatting on the ground studying how to raise these chickens.

Young Master Bai came riding a motorcycle with his fur flaming. He had wanted to come here yesterday. The hunter in the village said he had found something good and wanted to take him up the mountain. He thought that good things were good and would be a good way to nourish his godfather, so he followed him up the mountain.

Xingsong and Xingping were also very angry as they carried something to the yard. It was a large chicken coop with more than 20 chickens in it. "Third brother, there are still a lot of chickens on the four-wheeled vehicle."

Old man Guan is going to open a chicken farm

The third brother… “Anything else?”

"Well, more than a hundred chickens, and some other things." Xingsong had a blank expression. This morning, Young Master Bai killed all the chickens in the village. Young Master Bai heard that it takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone, so he bought more than a hundred chickens at a high price.

Both Mr. Wu and Mr. Guan were dumbfounded. Who would be so kind as to give more than a hundred chickens as a gift?

"No, Bai Liang, can't you send something else?" The third brother was anxious. With so many chickens, could they still stay in this yard?

Master Bai blinked his eyes and said, "Of course, there are other things in the car. How could I let my godfather have such a monotonous meal?"

Xingsong and Xingping nodded repeatedly, not monotonously at all.

The third brother went out and saw a donkey standing on a four-wheeled cart at the entrance of the alley! Yes, a donkey!

"Is that food?" the third brother asked in disbelief.

Young Master Bai nodded affirmatively. "It was very difficult to buy it. The old man was more stubborn than a donkey. He refused to sell it no matter how much money was offered. Later, the team leader stepped in and finally sold it to me."

Old Master Wu staggered and said, "Li Mancang must be seriously ill. He should buy a donkey to treat it."

"No, Bai, that's a bit of an exaggeration. Your godfather's leg is broken, not all over his body." Old man Guan stared at the donkey and was speechless.

"There is dragon meat in the sky and donkey meat on the ground. My second uncle said that my godfather can make up for it." Young Master Bai blinked his eyes. He ran out and hid without getting hurt. His godfather was injured, and his godmother and the third brother were not in good condition either. They must have been scared. What's a donkey? He would buy a dragon if he could.

Li Mantun was slapping his face at home. He spoke too quickly. He said something casually last night and Master Bai took it to heart. This morning, he insisted on buying a donkey. There was only one donkey in the village, and the other party refused to sell it. So Master Bai went to the team leader to make a fuss. The team leader promised to buy one from another village, but it refused. In the end, he bought it after using both soft and hard tactics. He really committed a sin.

Wu Zhiqiu looked at the donkey with his mouth wide open, and the neighbors also looked at the donkey with their mouths open. Could this be a gift?

"The chicken-lifter" Xingsong pulled the third one.

"Mom, can we let go of this courtyard?"

Wu Zhiqiu lowered his chin and said, "Xiaobai, there's no room at home. How about putting it with your second uncle first?"

"That won't work. It's so far, you won't be willing to kill him," Young Master Bai objected.