"Go to sleep, you can check it in the morning."
There are no thieves in the army; it's probably because they're up all night.
Xiao Dan yawned groggily, turned over, and continued sleeping.
Zhang Tong yawned, grunted, and closed his eyes to sleep.
"Giggle~~"
The unusual, distorted croak startled the couple, making them jump up and become completely alert.
The two exchanged a glance, and the same figure instantly appeared in their minds.
Oh no, I forgot I have a naughty kid at home.
He quickly put on his coat, got out of bed, and rushed out.
Sure enough, the doors to the opposite room and the main room were wide open.
At four o'clock, the sky wasn't very bright, but it wasn't too dark either.
As soon as the two arrived in the backyard, they saw the chicken coop fence wide open.
Upon closer inspection, in the cramped chicken coop, two chickens were squeezed to one side, with a large clump nestled in front of them.
It lay prone on all fours, its head resting on its two front paws, its rear end sticking out, its mouth opening and closing, letting out another "cluck cluck~".
Seeing that the two chickens didn't cluck in response, she raised her claws and slapped one of them.
He gave the order in a fierce tone, "Say it, cluck cluck cluck."
The couple: ......
The two men simultaneously rubbed their foreheads, realizing that the chicken had been squawking so pitifully because it had been beaten.
Poor chicken.
This little devil must be the only one who comes to fight the chickens for territory in the middle of the night and even demands that they change their crowing.
"Shishi, why aren't you sleeping and instead playing here? Get up, this place is dirty."
Fortunately, she cleans the chicken coop every day, so the smell isn't too strong.
After crowing at both chickens, the corpse began to complain.
"They're shameless. When the corpse goes to the toilet to put bad things in, they laugh at it and don't say a word."
"After the corpses released the bad things, they were still laughing at the corpses."
"His brain is a bit ugly, but he has a mouth and doesn't talk, just keeps giggling. Humph, he deserves a beating."
Snap, snap~
Each chicken was hit by a claw, flapping its wings and squawking.
That's bad, now "ge" has really become "ga".
The toilet is in the backyard, not far from the chicken coop.
But, but, they really don't know how shameless chickens can be.
Besides, isn't it normal that chickens can't talk?
Their thought process is beyond their comprehension.
For some reason, I felt like laughing.
Zhang Tong tried her best to keep her mouth shut and quickly pulled the naughty child out and tied him to the small fence.
Without even looking, it was obvious that the kid's clothes were covered in mud and likely had chicken droppings on them, so Xiao Dan resigned himself to his fate and went to fetch water.
Zhang Tong cleaned the child, changed his clothes, and took him back to the room.
For peace of mind, I simply slept with her.
Because of all this commotion, I woke up a little later than usual.
Zhang Tong was too lazy to make breakfast, so he went to the cafeteria to get breakfast and came back.
Millet porridge, steamed buns, soy milk, and soy juice.
I had just put down my breakfast when I saw the little rascal come out, sweating profusely and with messy hair.
Two tear tracks clung to her small face, and her eyes were filled with panic.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she asked tremblingly, "Shishi, w-what's wrong?"
Don't scare her.
"Pretty Brain is missing, and Corpse can't be found. Egg, can you help Corpse find it?"
Her voice choked with sobs, and tears streamed down her face; she was clearly very sad.
Xiao Dan, who just opened the door: ......
Oh dear, he's having another episode.
Zhang Tong clutched his chest, suppressing a laugh as he pulled the person inside.
Once outside, she transformed back into a bright and adorable little rascal.
Such dramatic ups and downs are really hard for people with weak hearts to handle.
One of them went to wash up, feeling overjoyed.
After washing up and sitting down at the dining table, the guy, who couldn't live without meat, started ordering, "I want meat."
Who's eating meat so early in the morning?
"Shishi, how about we have meat for lunch? It's better for your health to eat something light in the morning."
Zhang Tong tried to reason with the furry friend.
"Want some meat? There's some in the kitchen, it smells delicious."
Dogs really do live up to their reputation for having a keen sense of smell; they could smell it from this far away.
That was the last bowl of meat from last night. The couple couldn't bear to eat it, nor did they dare to, for fear of having to soothe their little girl in the middle of the night.
The oil hadn't been heated and had already solidified, so where was the aroma coming from?
Knowing that she was stubborn, Zhang Tong quickly got up to heat up the braised pork.
The little girl has quite a good appetite, taking a bite of steamed bun and a bite of meat.
When they tasted the sweetness of the soy milk, their eyes shone brighter than a searchlight.
"Egg, this sweet water is delicious."
She took a sip of soy milk, smacked her lips, and praised it.
"This is soy milk with added sugar, made from ground soybeans. This is soy juice, it's not sweet. Would you like to try some?"
Zhang Tong pushed the soy milk that she had left to dry to the side.
She's from Beijing and loves this kind of food; she likes to have a bowl of it every morning.
It's very pleasant to eat with steamed buns or fried dough sticks.
The guy, who was initially happy to drink the sweet soy milk, frowned when he saw the sour-tasting soy juice.
"No, it stinks." She was very disgusted.
Zhang Tong thought to himself, "Just as I expected."
I didn't originally intend to make soy milk, but I ordered soy juice, steamed buns, and millet porridge.
After leaving the cafeteria, I thought for a moment before turning back to get a bowl of soy milk.
Thank goodness I hit her, so she got to try something new. Otherwise, she might have thought the cafeteria only served fermented mung bean juice, which she considered smelly, for breakfast.
If this tarnishes the cafeteria's reputation in her eyes, she would be committing a grave sin.
That brat, she's so picky.
Xiao Dan ate millet porridge with pickled vegetables with a pitiful expression.
You brat, you won't even give me a bite of meat, you stingy little thing.
The stingy man quickly gave him a reason.
“Stinky Egg said there were two bowls of meat today. Shi Shi ate one bowl, so he still owes one bowl.”
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