Chapter 343 Others bring dogs while I bring chickens. Isn’t that bad?
Jingshu rarely refrained from lying, but she didn't expect such an outcome. It was also her negligence. However, since she would be away for at least a few months, she should explain her itinerary clearly, so that her family wouldn't worry about her having to keep making up lies.
Jingshu talked until her mouth was dry and her words were still not made clear. She sent a message to Yang Yang in melancholy. Yang Yang replied: It’s okay, I’ll help you tomorrow morning.
So Yang Yang came early the next morning and took twenty minutes to take care of Jingshu's family.
Jingshu couldn't help but give a thumbs up and asked in a low voice: "What's the situation? What did you say?"
Yang Yang held up three fingers and said, "First, safety. Second, bringing honor to our country. Third, your parents said you haven't been feeling well lately and you might be suffering from some illness. I promised them we'd get you checked out in the United States, where they have advanced medical facilities."
"I was pretending to be sick." Jingshu covered her face.
"I know you understand all this, otherwise you wouldn't have that kind of medicine. That medicine isn't inherited from your ancestors, you got it from some other source, right? Don't worry, we'll just use it without asking questions, as long as it works."
Yang Yang's words made Jingshu finally breathe a sigh of relief. These things were really not well-founded, but now she was at the vice president level after all, and not everyone could check her information.
Jingshu took the luggage she had packed over the past two days. Who knew that although Jing's grandmother in the RV agreed with Jingshu going to such a far place like the United States, she was still worried. She handed the fat chicken to Jingshu and said reluctantly: "Take the chicken with you. God has pity on you going so far and you can't eat eggs. What will happen if you get hungry and thin?"
Jingshu said helplessly: "Grandma, I have something important to do there. Do you think I'm going on a trip? Why do you bring a chicken with you..." It's not that you can't bring a chicken. I heard that other members also brought police dogs to assist in the battle, but it's not good for her to bring a chicken, right?
Jingshu just wants to keep a low profile and then go to the United States to make a profit. Isn't it too ostentatious to bring a prostitute with you?
You're going to die of laughter, right? Huh? You're definitely going to be laughed at all the way.
At this time, Jing Ye put on the fat chicken's battle armor, "Jing Shu, your grandma and I have discussed it. You are such a big eater. What if people don't provide meals when you get there? You can't eat the food outside. Besides, this chicken also has steel armor made two years ago. Bullets can't penetrate it. This chicken is also smart. It knows how to protect its owner at critical moments. At worst, it can guard the house and keep watch for you at night..."
"Master, the fat chicken goes to bed earlier than humans and wakes up later than pigs every day. You are going too far with this one." Jingshu couldn't bear to listen any longer and had to interrupt. The fat chicken was guarding the house. This was a fat chicken that could even squint and fall over while laying eggs. Other chickens slept standing up, but it slept on its stomach, lying down, and even on its side.
The fat chicken was unhappy. He ran around with his helmet on and his luggage in his mouth, meaning that he wanted to go too.
Yang Yang laughed happily, "It's okay to bring a chicken. At least we can have an egg every day. If there's a food shortage, we can kill it and have a big plate of chicken. Wow, this chicken is really big. I thought it was a dog when I first came in. This chicken is enough for us to eat for two days."
How could a fat chicken not be big? It is as big as a calf and almost twice as big as a turkey. Fortunately, its brown hair has not grown out yet, otherwise it would be obvious in an instant that it is an old hen.
The fat chicken clucked fiercely at Yang Yang a few times, and Yang Yang clapped his legs and said, "This chicken can understand me, haha!"
Jingshu couldn't laugh anymore. This fat chicken was really courting death, acting smarter than a dog. She pinched the fat chicken's neck and whispered to it from the other side, "You act like a chicken, but don't be so smart, otherwise I'll make you into a hot chicken."
The fat chicken clucked a few times in grievance.
Jingshu always had an illusion that the fat chicken could understand what they were saying and that Jingshu could communicate with it. Forget it, it couldn't become a spirit after the founding of the People's Republic of China, so who cares.
The whole family said that the fat chicken had to be brought along. Jingnai also gave the fat chicken its special nest for laying eggs (which Jingnai sewed for eggs) and two sets of spare chicken clothes, which the fat chicken carried on its back. As the saying goes, "you have to carry your own luggage." Since it was heard that it was very cold over there, Jingnai also brought shoe covers and a wool sweater that she had made for the chicken.
Yang Yang was even more stunned. "Do chickens have luggage now?"
Yang Yang stamped his feet on the ground. He was wearing leather boots, a tight leather jacket, jeans, and leather gloves, which was his winter outfit before the end of the world. He didn't expect that he couldn't bear it now.
"Okay, I'll be leaving then."
Fatty was wearing his fully armed steel helmet and following Jingshu closely with the leash in his mouth. He looked as pitiful as a dog abandoned by its owner, chasing after its owner with its leash in its mouth.
Jingshu also had no hands free. When Yang Yang saw Jingshu carrying a piece of luggage that was taller than a person, his jaw dropped in surprise. Unexpectedly, Jingshu then pushed out a modified luggage cart, which was almost as tall as a person, and pulled a super large box.
Yang Yang swallowed his saliva and said, "Isn't it a bit too much? You have to carry all the luggage yourself, and sometimes you have to travel through mountains and rivers, or move to another place. Will it be inconvenient for you? After all, we can't stay in one place, and we may even have to fight guerrilla warfare." He said this in a low voice.
You can't go on a guerrilla raid carrying such a big suitcase and luggage, right?
Jingshu picked up the third box and felt it, then said, "Don't weapons and equipment count? I only have this and this box on my back. They won't affect anything. I can run a few kilometers without any problems."
Jingshu's physical strength has at least doubled. Jingshu has not discovered any other uses of the spiritual spring, but the increase in strength is steady. However, the resulting increase in appetite is also terrifying.
Oh yes, as her physical condition improved, she also had night vision. Although she had not seen the light for several years in the apocalypse, she could see clearly in the dark, but it was still not as good as her daytime vision.
Yang Yang was choked and speechless for a long time. "Okay, don't expect me to help you carry your things. I have to let others carry my things. After all, I'm really not good at this."
Yang Yang looked at his watch and said, "We're late. Let's go. The plane is waiting for us. By the way, do you really want to wear this suit?" He meant that it was still time to go back and change.
Jingshu looked at her outfit. Her hair was braided into two pigtails and then tied into a bun. She was wearing long boots made of pure sheepskin, flesh-colored thick cotton trousers, and a large cotton-padded jacket. What Yang Yang couldn't see was that the large cotton-padded jacket was modified from a bulletproof vest, directly covering Jingshu's knees. It was a safety star, a bloated star, and a stupid star.
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