Under Wu Zheng's escort, Shen Rongrong returned home anxiously. After getting out of the car, she held her veil tightly and ran upstairs quietly back home.

Wu Zheng originally wanted to drive back directly, but because he was worried, he sat in the car and waited for a while.

When she got home, she saw her grandmother cooking in the kitchen. She walked in quietly, changed into her pajamas, untied her hair tie, and stretched out lazily as usual, "Grandma, I'm awake."

"You took a long nap today." Grandma didn't notice that she had come back from outside. She was busy stewing soup: "I've made fish soup for you in this pot. I'll take you for a walk after I turn off the fire."

"No, I won't go far. I'll just go downstairs to check on the chickens."

Grandma didn't answer. After a long while, she hummed, "Then...then you go."

Having not seen her three baby chickens all afternoon, Shen Rongrong couldn't wait to go downstairs to see her three cute little chicks.

However, when she came to the chicken coop in the small garden, she was surprised to find that the chicks were gone.

Her heart sank suddenly, and panic instantly surged into her heart. She anxiously searched around the yard, calling the chickens' names in a low voice as she searched, "Chick, Cluck, where are you?"

Usually the three little chicks were very obedient and would come back immediately when they were called "Chicken or Cluck". But this time, the only response to them was the silent air and the sound of the gentle wind.

Shen Rongrong went upstairs to find her grandmother with a puzzled look in her eyes and asked anxiously, "Grandma, where are my chicks? Did you take them away?"

"I... didn't." Grandma's eyes flashed with pity, but she still pretended to be calm and said, "Maybe the chicken ran away by itself. Maybe it will come back soon. These native chickens are all naughty."

At the same time, Zhao Fengchun was lying in a corner somewhere and heard Shen Rongrong discover that her chicken was missing.

As he came down from upstairs, he said casually, "Oh, Rongrong, the chicken might have been stolen by some bad guy. You better be careful and don't get into any trouble again."

Shen Rongrong frowned and looked at Zhao Fengchun and said, "Sister Fengchun, don't make sarcastic remarks here. I'm already very worried about my chicken being lost. If you know anything, please tell me quickly."

Zhao Fengchun blinked his eyes and said with a smile, "What can I know? I'm just worried about you. But the chicken being lost is not a big deal, so don't take it too seriously."

After saying that, he went downstairs to take out the trash.

Shen Rongrong also went downstairs, looked at the small lawn without any movement, and went to ask other people.

Everyone looked embarrassed and agreed that the chicken might have gone out to play.

In fact, everyone knew that the chicken was dead, but they kept it a secret from Shen Rongrong because they didn't want to make her sad because she was pregnant.

When Zhao Fengchun came back, she saw Shen Rongrong still chirping and murmuring everywhere, and sighed: "Well, it would be fine if the chicken was lost, but what if something bad happened to it... What do you think... " She paused deliberately and looked at Shen Rongrong with a flickering look in her eyes.

At this time, the grandmother who came down with them couldn't bear it anymore and said sternly: "Zhao Fengchun, stop talking nonsense here. Rongrong is already suffering enough, can't you just be quiet!"

Zhao Fengchun looked aggrieved: "I am worried about Rongrong too."

The old neighbor next door couldn't help shaking his head when he heard what Zhao Fengchun said: "This Zhao Fengchun always says things he shouldn't say when others are sad. It's really not kind."

Another neighbor lady also agreed: "Yes, Rongrong is already pitiful enough, and she is still making trouble here."

These words made Zhao Fengchun realize that he seemed to have said something too harsh, so he remained quiet for a while.

But after a while, Zhao Fengchun came to Shen Rongrong again: "Rongrong, do you think this chick is in danger? It's not a big deal that we can't find it..."

At this moment, there was a bang, the car door closed, and Wu Zheng jumped out of the car.

"Then what do you want her to do?" Wu Zheng, who always had a bad face when he saw Zhao Fengchun, glared at her: "Where do you want her to go, a trash can or a sewer, just tell me!"

"I didn't say that! I didn't say the chicken died and was thrown into the trash can... Why are you so fierce?" Zhao Fengchun looked frightened, "Rongrong, I'm just worried about you."

Shen Rongrong searched for a long time but couldn't find the chicken.

Zhao Fengchun wanted to talk more, but accidentally moved closer to Shen Rongrong and said, "Rongrong, I seemed to see your mother-in-law this afternoon..."

"Ahem." Grandma shouted from upstairs holding a towel, "Rongrong! Come home for dinner! If you're late, the chickens will come back by themselves!"

Shen Rongrong said "oh" and looked at Zhao Fengchun who wanted to say something but didn't: "My mother-in-law has used up her vacation this year, so she can't come."

Zhao Fengchun chuckled and said nothing.

Shen Rongrong felt a little strange, but did not continue asking questions. She obediently went upstairs to eat.

But contrary to her wishes, after a night, her chickens still didn't come back.

Before Wu Zheng left, he asked his men to look for chickens similar to Rongrong's three chickens in the surrounding areas.

Since there were no photos and no one knew how to take a picture of the chicken, his description was not very appropriate, so he only found similar ones. The young man was afraid that he had found the wrong one, so he ran around outside for a day and a night before he found a half-grown chicken. He bought a whole basket of them and asked Wu Zheng to come out and choose.

In the middle of the night, Wu Zheng ran out to see the chickens the boy had bought.

Fortunately, all the local chickens were almost the same. He picked out three similar ones, rubbed some mud on them to make them dirty, and trained them with secret signals all night long so that the chickens would know to say "chi-chi-cluck-cluck" to come for dinner. After making sure that everything was safe, he delivered them to Shen Rongrong early the next morning.

"Rongrong!" He stood downstairs early in the morning and shouted, "Rongrong, come and see if this is your chicken!"

Shen Rongrong didn't sleep for half the night yesterday.

Her chicken had been missing for a day and two nights.

Several people in the neighborhood who didn't know about this said that her chicks might have been taken away by a wild cat, and told her not to take it seriously, saying that they were just a few chickens.

But those were not just a few chickens.

That was grandma's love for her.

Shen Rongrong became even more upset.

It was not until I heard Wu Zheng shouting that he had found the chicken that I jumped up and lay down by the window. Sure enough, I saw him downstairs carrying a small bag. I ran downstairs with surprise and expectation in my eyes.

"Where did you find it!"

Her eyes were fixed on the small bag in Wu Zheng's hand, as if it contained all her hopes.

When Wu Zheng saw her, a relieved smile appeared on his face. That smile was like the first ray of sunshine in the morning, warm and bright.

"Don't worry about where you found it, just check to see if it's your chicken."

Wu Zheng said gently, handing the small bag to Shen Rongrong. Shen Rongrong carefully opened the bag and saw three dirty little chickens.

At that moment, she felt a complex emotion in her heart, including being touched, surprised, and a little confused: "It feels a little smaller than my chicken? Chick-chick-chick..."

Looking at the three chickens that were not quite the same as her own chicks, they had similar fur color and looked similar, except that they were a little smaller... but they would also respond when she called "Chicken, Cluck, Cluck". Shen Rongrong found it very strange.

"I've been wandering outside for a day and I'm hungry," Wu Zheng explained.

Shen Rongrong observed the chicks carefully. They were a little dirty, covered with mud and dust, and looked filthy. They moved restlessly in the bag, flapping their wings from time to time and making chirping sounds, as if telling their experiences.

Shen Rongrong raised her head and looked at Wu Zheng, tears flashing in her eyes: "Wu Zheng, thank you."

Wu Zheng gently touched her head, his tone full of pampering: "You're welcome, as long as you are happy."

An inopportune voice came from upstairs: "Hey, is Mr. Wu here to meet Rongrong again? Mr. Wu is free these two days."

Neither of the two people paid any attention to this nosy woman. Shen Rongrong took the chicks back home, fetched a basin of clean water, and washed them carefully.

Chickens don’t like water, so these little chicks were a little scared at first and huddled in the water, but they soon adapted. Their little heads stretched out and retracted, looking so cute.

After cleaning, Shen Rongrong fed the chicks some food. When she called "Chick, Cluck, Cluck", the chicks immediately gathered around, pecking at the food with their small pointed beaks, and raising their heads from time to time, chirping and clucking, looking particularly happy.

Wu Zheng watched silently from the side, his eyes full of warmth.

Until Shen Rongrong said softly: "Actually, Wu Zheng, I know these are not my three chicks. But thank you anyway, they really look like..."

Wu Zheng could understand the feeling of losing something that belonged to her, and he also knew that it wasn't that she wasn't sad, but that if she pretended to have found the three chickens, her grandmother would feel relieved.

He looked at her earnestly and said, "The three babies you should really care about are in your belly. Your husband and I put our entire fortune and lives into this fight, and it's for you and the baby in your belly."

"Yeah." Shen Rongrong knew that it was unnecessary to worry about the chicken at this time. She suddenly raised her eyes and looked at Wu Zheng: "Wu Zheng. There are still a few days left. You and Chen Yu should discuss closing the net, right? Otherwise, if it's the chicken this time... next time, it might be the grandmother."

"You don't have to tell me." Wu Zheng looked at Shen Rongrong, and a hint of cynicism appeared in his originally deep and doting smile. He whispered, "Chen Yu has already made preparations. Just wait for the news."