The two little ones are now outside gnawing on the big chicken legs that their mother specially left for them, and are not in the spiritual space.
When Yaqi couldn't find the crow, he flew closely behind Xu Qingzhi, following her wherever she went.
"Chichichichi~" It's so lively.
So she kindly taught them: If you have nothing to do, you can also go pick up eggs.
The seven little guys obediently turned around and flew towards the chicken coop. On the way they passed by a pond. The crow spotted a bunch of buds in the pond, with their pink heads just showing.
Very novel.
Crow One landed to take a look, and soon Crow Two followed. Crow Seven all stood by the river, staring for a while and then wanted to taste it.
Crow Seven flew up and pounced on the flower bone.
“Chirp, chirp, chirp!”
Before it could peck at the bird, an invisible force hit the chicken on the head and knocked it to the shore.
Xu Qingzhi walked over slowly, making a hand gesture with his fingers, smiling, leaning forward slightly, and tapping the big chicken heads one by one with his fingers, "Spicy chicken, do you like it?"
How can a mouth at 37 degrees utter such cold words?
Seven crows: "Chirp, chirp, chirp~"
Xu Qingzhi didn't understand the meaningless chatter, but when he saw the seven little guys obediently going to the chicken coop to pick up eggs, there was a bit of satisfaction in his eyes.
As usual, she walked around the spiritual space, counted the inventory in the warehouse, and went to see the latest batch of chicks that had just hatched. The lotus flowers in the pond had just turned pink, and the fish in it were getting fatter.
The crucian carp that usually weighs two or three pounds outside has grown to four or five pounds in the pond in the spiritual space.
The loofahs in the vegetable garden had already formed into pulp. She made a gesture and four little paper men appeared out of thin air, flew to the vegetable garden, and diligently picked the loofah pulp and flicked out the seeds inside to preserve the vegetable seeds for their owner.
On the other side of the river are vast rice fields.
The normal process of farming outside is to prepare the fields, sow seeds and seedlings, transplant rice, weed and pest control, fertilize, and harvest.
The growth cycle is generally three to four months.
In the spiritual space, Xu Qingzhi had previously grown rice seedlings that were more than ten centimeters tall and inserted them into fields that had long been organized and had canals with running water.
At this moment, the rice has turned into a plump golden yellow color and matures half a month earlier than the autumn rice outside.
She sent a message to the seven crows who were picking eggs, asking them to come and harvest the rice after they finished picking the eggs.
She went to see the pigs leisurely.
The black pigs and white pigs were raised in two separate pens. The originally pink white pigs had lost their pink color and were now more white. They were growing very well. The black pigs, however, grew relatively slowly even in the spiritual space.
Crispy pork belly, fish-flavored pig's trotters, twice-cooked pork, stir-fried pork with chili peppers, pork buns with scallions, and fried green peppers with oil residue...
Xu Qingzhi swallowed his saliva, went back to catch two chickens, fried a pot of spicy chicken, cooked rice, and prepared a midnight snack for the two little ones in advance.
The two little ones outside couldn't get away for the time being, so after eating the chicken legs, one of them was taken out for a ride.
"Gah~"
"May you be happy and prosperous."
“Ga ga~”
"No, Gong, Gong, Gong."
crow:"……"
It stuck out its tongue and flapped its wings.
Xu Fuqiang immediately understood what it meant and coaxed it, "Zhaocai, do you still want to eat chicken legs? Okay, I'll save some for you tomorrow."
When the crow heard this, it swayed its little body from side to side with joy, and its head seemed to be spinning.
Xu Fuqiang: "Congratulations and wish you good fortune."
A strange bird call, with some sort of machine sound, "Congratulations and prosperity."
Xu Fuqiang clapped his hands excitedly, then hurried home to show off to his wife.
Wang Yanmei was surprised when she heard that the crow actually spoke, "You learned Gong Xi Fa Cai quite smoothly."
She held the white cat lovingly, in the same position as holding a baby, and coaxed it, "Yuanbao, come here, say a blessing and prosperity too."
The white cat was unwilling to be left behind, but when it thought of its owner's instructions, it realized that there was no precedent of a cat speaking human language here, so it looked at the bald man's proud little round eyes and let out an unwilling "meow".
Xu Fuqiang: "Hey, you're not a good cat."
Wang Yanmei was unhappy. She felt like her own cub was outshined by another cub. She took one of the white cat's paws and pretended to scratch forward. "Yuanbao, give him a paw. Let him know how powerful you are."
Yuanbao clenched his fist, retracted his nails, and angrily punched him on the arm.
A kitten punch that was neither light nor heavy.
This made Wang Yanmei happy for a long time. "Look, our Yuanbao is so smart."
Xu Fuqiang and Wang Yanmei started from the two little ones who eat more and who eats less, and whether the more they eat, the more blessed they are. Then they compared who grows faster and who grows slower, and whether the one who grows faster has a better physique. Then they also compared who has a nicer name...
The two adults started laughing while arguing and were very happy, which made the two little ones who were constantly being compared tired.
After finally escaping, I returned to the spiritual space exhausted, only to find...
Spicy chicken! Both little ones' eyes lit up.
Wow, the owner is so nice that he even prepared midnight snacks for them in advance.
"Gaga~" This is the spicy chicken that this crow loves to eat! The little follower behind the crow, hearing these three words and looking at the red dish, trembled and did not dare to be lazy at all, and went to harvest rice.
(End of this chapter)