The entire thatched hut became quiet in an instant.
Han Feng took a deep breath, stared at the little chicken, and said seriously: "Little thing, I'm warning you, if you dare to call me dad or mom again, I will strangle you to death!"
The little chicken trembled with fear: "What should I call you then?"
Han Feng said calmly: "Just like them, just call me Big Brother."
“Big Brother!”
The little chick is very well-behaved.
Han Feng nodded in satisfaction. "What do you need? Are you hungry?"
Chicken Little: "Brother, I'm not hungry, I'm just a little cold."
Han Feng pinched his chin and pondered for a moment, then shouted outside, "Little squirrel, come in."
The chicks have just hatched and do need to be kept warm, otherwise they can easily freeze to death.
But there were no hens in the shelter, so the seven-star rats had to serve as a temporary substitute.
The Seven-Star Rat rushed into the thatched hut and came to Han Feng. "Brother, what are your instructions?"
Han Feng pointed to the grass nest and said, "Lie down in the grass nest and keep the chicks warm."
The Seven-Star Rat was immediately displeased. "Brother, I'm a squirrel, not a chicken. How could I say such a thing? If it gets out, people will laugh at me to death. I have my dignity, too!"
Han Feng said calmly, "I'll give you a parrot as a reward. Are you willing?"
The seven-star rat rushed into the grass nest, stuffed the chicken under its body, turned to face Han Feng, and reminded him: "Brother, I'll take this job. Don't forget to give me the parrot."
"Don't worry, I won't forget it."
Han Feng chuckled.
At this time, the blue electric mouse came over and said, "Brother, I can also keep the chicks warm. I also want to eat the parrot!"
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