An auntie who had taken the bus with me to the market last time said, "Your Aunt Chun's family has them. She just hatched a bunch of chicks a few days ago."
Seeing that Xia Tian didn't know what to call her, Sister Yao introduced her to Xia Tian, saying, "This is Aunt Sanhe."
Because her family has only one son named Sanhe, everyone in the village calls her Aunt Sanhe.
Xia Tian asked Aunt Sanhe, "Are you selling Aunt Chun's chicks?"
"Sell them. Most of the twenty eggs she harvested this time are good, and they've all hatched," said Aunt Sanhe.
I didn't see Aunt Chun today, so Xiatian asked Aunt Sanhe to tell Aunt Chun that she would come over in the afternoon to see her and buy some chicks.
Aunt Sanhe and Aunt Chun live next door, so it's convenient to deliver the message.
After returning home and having lunch, Xia Tian first sorted out the mushrooms he had picked in the morning and placed them in the yard to dry using the bamboo sieve woven by Chen Nian.
After resting for a while, I went to Aunt Chun's house to catch some chicks.
It is spring now, a good time to raise chickens so that we don’t have to buy eggs all the time.
You can also occasionally make chicken soup for Chen Nian.
When they arrived at Aunt Chun's house, Aunt Chun warmly welcomed Xia Tian in. Looking at the nest of tender yellow chicks, they were so adorable.
Xiatian picked ten and paid for them. Aunt Chun took a basket and packed them for her. She could just bring the basket to her when Xiatian had time.
Xia Tian didn't hesitate to thank Aunt Chun and went home with the basket.
When he got home, Shen Nian's chicken coop had already been woven.
Xia Tian is now full of admiration for Chen Nian's hands-on ability.
I just told you what kind of design you wanted after dinner, and it was already prepared in the blink of an eye.
After settling the chicks and feeding them some cooked millet and water, Xia Tian went to the mountains again.
Mushrooms grow fast, so pick more in the afternoon when there are fewer people around. Dry them and stew them with chicken. They are the most delicious when there are few vegetables in winter.
As she thought about it, she started to laugh. She found herself becoming a real country girl, thinking about what to eat all day long.
She used to wish she could lie down every day, but now she can no longer see it.
People are really adaptable to whatever situation arises.
When we got to the mountain, Xiatian moved to a slightly deeper place and continued picking mushrooms.
I also found a few pheasant eggs while digging through the grass.
What a surprise!
Since there were pheasant eggs, the pheasants should be nearby. Xiatian listened for a while with his ears perked up, and then looked around carefully. Sure enough, he saw several pheasants with long tails and colorful colors looking for food in the grass with their heads down.
Xia Tian found a place to empty the mushrooms from the basket, and tiptoed closer with the basket. When he saw he was about the right distance, he pounced forward, his hand just touching the chicken. "Hey? Where's my chicken?"
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