Chapter 652 Sun Guangzong steals chicken

After wiping, she picked up the bowl of cabbage and licked it with her tongue.

There are quite a few oil spots on it, so don’t waste it.

"Well, it's delicious. I want to eat it again tonight." However, Sun Guangzong was not satisfied with Zhou Xiufen's words.

I can only eat lean meat tomorrow, which means I still have to drink brown rice porridge tonight?

He doesn't want it.

He wants to eat fried lean meat and cabbage in the evening, and he doesn't care about tomorrow.

"Tonight? My dear grandson, you have eaten too much. We don't work in winter, so we only need to eat one meal a day. If you eat tomorrow's lean meat tonight, what will happen tomorrow? Be obedient, okay? Let your mother cook for you tomorrow and let you eat it all. Grandma won't take it away."

Zhou Xiufen coaxed.

"I want to eat. If you don't give me food, I will beat you!" Sun Guangzong didn't know who learned the swear words from. He raised his hand and threatened Zhou Xiufen.

Zhou Xiufen was still smiling, as if her grandson was not threatening her but just being coquettish.

"Okay, okay, then eat it. Grandma's eldest grandson, your happiness is the most important thing. But if you finish the lean meat today, you won't have any to eat tomorrow. You have to think carefully."

Zhou Xiufen gave a reminder, lest the eldest grandson make a fuss tomorrow and demand to eat meat.

She doesn't have that much money.

There were only eighty cents left, which I used to buy some meat and some brown rice.

I'm counting on this money and brown rice to get me through the winter.

"No, I want to eat it tomorrow too. Tomorrow I want to eat chicken. Stew chicken for me. I want to drink chicken soup and eat chicken meat!"

Sun Guangzong pouted and pounded his fist on the table.

"Chickens? Where did our family get chickens? Didn't you eat all the ones we raised before? Grandma told me that the chickens haven't grown up yet. When they grow up and lay eggs, we can eat eggs and hatch chicks. But you didn't listen. You ate them up when they were just a little bit big. See, you don't feel satisfied now, right? Let's see if you will listen to grandma next time."

Zhou Xiufen tapped his forehead with her index finger.

Don't be fooled by her complaints, her eyes are actually full of smiles.

If you don’t know, you might think Sun Guangzong did something very great.

"I don't care, I just want to eat." Sun Guangzong started to act like a troublemaker.

He had just eaten, but thinking of the delicious chicken made him hungry again.

"We can't afford a chicken at home. Where can I get one for you? There are a few families in the village who raise chickens, but they are all kept for the New Year and killed. I don't think they will sell them. I only have 80 cents here, so I have to be frugal."

Zhou Xiufen advised earnestly.

Sun Guangzong covered his ears and screamed.

It's so noisy.

The dog next door was annoyed by him and kept barking.

"I want to eat. I want to eat." Sun Guangzong overturned the table.

The two bowls were broken into pieces.

Zhou Xiufen was heartbroken.

However, she did not scold Sun Guangzong at all, but instead took out her anger on Jiang Sanhe.

"It's all your fault, you incompetent lazy woman. How come the daughter-in-law I married often goes to her parents' house every now and then to take care of the autumn breeze and help her husband's family? As for you, your parents' family is living so richly. If you look at your son, he can't even take a bite of the chicken.

Everyone outside is saying that Jiangjia Village is now richer than Zhangjia Village. Tsk tsk, everyone wants to marry into Jiangjia Village. You should let them see how you are from Jiangjia Village. They can't count on you at all. Let these girls wake up and don't marry off. Otherwise, my eldest grandson won't be able to find a wife when he grows up."

Zhou Xiufen started to curse people, saliva spurting out.

All of it sprayed on Jiang Sanhe's face.

She lowered her head to avoid the saliva, but did not dare to talk back.

She was afraid that her mother-in-law would beat her with the firewood stick again.

"I hate you--" Sun Guangzong, who didn't get to eat the chicken, left a few words and ran away.

He wanted to go to the mountain to see if he could pick up some pheasant eggs or touch some bird eggs. However, when he passed by a house near the mountain, he found the chickens he kept in the yard standing at the door.

Sun Guangzong approached the chicken very quietly, and stole the chicken without even putting his feet in.

“Chuckle, chuckle—”

The chicken was frightened and started to cluck.

Sun Guangzong ran towards the mountain.

His injury hasn't healed yet, but the pain doesn't matter when he thinks about eating chicken.

He can endure it.

When the family discovered that their chickens had been stolen, they only saw a familiar figure.

"Damn it, who stole my chicken!"

"Dad, there he is, running up the hill, it's a child."

"Come on, we only have two at home, and we're planning on eating them during the Chinese New Year."

"Take the stick, damn, that little bastard, if I catch him, I will beat him to death."

"Chase, chase quickly."

There were eight people in this family, except for two ignorant children, and they all chased towards the mountain.

Sun Guangzong was fat, playful, and grew tall and strong.

Looking at his back, I thought he was a boy of twelve or thirteen years old.

He quickened his pace and ran towards the secret cave where he often stayed.

The roads in the mountains are inherently complicated.

The family chased the enemy into the mountains and could no longer find any footprints.

"Oh, this thief got away. I don't know whose child he is. He looks about ten years old."

"Dad, he seems to be from our village. His clothes look very familiar."

"Oh? Who is it?"

"My son can't remember."

"We'll block him at the foot of the mountain. If he has the guts, he'd better not leave the mountain for the rest of his life. There's only one way down the mountain. I wonder where he can run to."

The hostess said breathlessly and coaxingly.

"Okay, let's go down the mountain first. It's very dangerous on the mountain in winter. Don't stay too long."

After saying this, the family went down the mountain again.

Sun Guangzong, who was hiding in the dark, could not hear their conversation, but when he saw them leave, he thought they had given up.

He happily carried the chicken with a broken neck and walked towards the cave.

In the cave, there were tinder and a lot of dry firewood he left behind.

There is even a piece of tattered cloth. This is his little home, and the cloth is also the clothes his deceased father used to wear.

Sun Guangzong would not pluck the feathers of a chicken, let alone kill and bleed it.

He simply lit the dry wood and started making roast chicken.

The smell of smoke came out of the cave.

Less than half an hour after roasting, Sun Guangzong started eating.

Without salt or even any seasoning, he still eats it deliciously.

The chicken inside was not cooked, his mouth was full of chicken blood, and there was even shit in the chicken's stomach.

He didn't care at all. He threw away the intestines and other things and ate all the chicken. He lay in the cave, covered with rags, unable to get up.

Finally, I fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was almost dark.

Sun Guangzong wiped his mouth with a rag and slowly walked down the mountain.

But what he didn't expect was that the family whose chickens were stolen was hiding behind a tree, waiting for the opportunity.

The father and his two sons rushed over and held him down.

"Good job, it turns out you are the little thief! Where are my chickens?"

"You dare to steal my chicken? I will tell the village chief!"

"Give me back my chicken! Oh no, Dad, there are chicken feathers on his cuffs. I'm afraid our chicken is gone."

"Follow me, you beast!"

The three men were so angry that they took Sun Guangzong to his home.