Chapter 7 The Weasel Sends Chickens
The bird spoke human language again.
Something happens every time I speak...
Jiang Miaomiao suddenly opened her eyes and rolled her eyeballs around.
If she heard correctly, the bird just now said that a weasel came to her house to steal chickens.
How can that be?
The chicken was kept by my mother to lay eggs for my brother and sister to eat...
She tried to tickle her mother with her hands, but her little hands just tickled her.
Mother patted her little butt...and she fell asleep again.
Why!
Jiang Miaomiao even forgot that she was a baby.
He burst into tears and finally woke up his sleeping mother.
"Mom is here... Mom is here..." Lu Qingyao reached out and touched the baby's butt in a daze.
It's dry, no urine?
"Miaomiao, are you hungry?" He undressed her and wanted to feed her.
Jiang Miaomiao stopped crying and kept her mouth tightly shut.
She is not hungry.
I just ate an hour ago and I was very full.
He even vomited milk for the first time.
When people are hungry for a long time, it is easy to overeat...and eat too much.
Babies are no exception.
"Is Miaomiao feeling unwell? Does your stomach hurt?" Lu Qingyao was anxious and checked her from head to toe.
He rubbed her belly again.
Jiang Miaomiao was also anxious and waved her little fists.
Mom, if you don't go out now, the chicken at home will be eaten by the weasel...
"Mom, there seems to be some movement outside." Jiang Ziyan has extremely sensitive hearing.
Lu Qingyao paused what she was doing, pricked up her ears and listened quietly.
It sounds like a rooster crowing.
I bought a hen this morning and kept one to lay eggs for my children.
Could there be a chicken thief?
"You guys stay inside and watch over my sister. I'll go check on the chicken coop."
After giving instructions to her two sons, Lu Qingyao put on a coat, picked up the red cherry gun and tiptoed out.
The three siblings stared with wide eyes.
Mother's attitude.
It doesn't feel like catching a thief, but more like going to fight.
Although it is just a chicken, the current situation of the family is worrying.
I repaired the kitchen, bought charcoal, and bought some quilts, clothes, pots and utensils.
My mother used the money she earned from exchanging her jewelry to pay off debts, and the rest was almost spent.
Those items under the peach tree were probably gifts from my grandparents, or my mother's dowry.
Nothing can be moved.
So, their family must really be out of money.
Looking at my mother's slender hands, they don't look like the hands of someone who has done heavy work, nor do they look like the hands of someone who has held a sword all year round. I'm afraid she has been at home taking care of her husband and children all these years.
This is the charcoal, firewood, etc. that will be burned later.
It's also a big problem.
Although the temperature in the south is higher than that in the north in winter, the humidity in the south is high.
If there is no charcoal fire, it will be so cold that people can freeze to death!
After a while, my mother came back.
Three pairs of eyes looked at her.
"Mom, are the chickens still there?"
Jiang Miaomiao saw the expression on her mother's face through the dim candlelight, which was somewhat ambiguous.
I can’t tell whether I’m happy or sad.
Lu Qingyao pursed her lips.
If you tell these weird and supernatural stories, they will scare the children.
Lived half a life.
I've only heard of weasels stealing chickens.
I've never heard of a weasel delivering a chicken...
"Mom, what happened?" Jiang Ziyan was observant and noticed the strange expression on his mother's face.
"Mom just went out to check and saw two big yellow foxes... They didn't eat our chicken, but..."
"But what's wrong?" the brothers asked curiously.
Jiang Miaomiao blinked, licked her fingers, looked at her mother with her big round eyes, and drooled.
Her mother wiped her with a handkerchief.
"The weasel didn't steal our chickens, but instead gave us two lively old hens. Isn't that strange?"
"Mom, are you kidding us?" Jiang Zifeng didn't believe it. How could his mother's lies to children scare him?
"The storybook says that weasels steal chickens, but it doesn't say they give chickens away. I want to go out and take a look..."
As he said this, he was about to get out of bed and put on his shoes.
Lu Qingyao stopped him with a smile, "Okay, Mom was just teasing you, go back to sleep and don't mention this to anyone."
Lu Qingyao gave a few instructions and covered her son with a quilt.
Her two children were raised in the capital since childhood and had never seen a yellow-skinned man.
At most, I've only seen him when I went hunting with my brothers.
Now that I’m in the countryside, everything seems new to me.
That's fine.
This way, life won’t feel hard anymore.
But it’s no wonder that Brother Feng doesn’t believe it.
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, no one would believe it.
Although the yellow fox is called Huang Daxian in the folk, it can even become a spirit.
But she absolutely didn't believe it.
It's all a coincidence!
Maybe the yellow-skinned cat stole chickens from someone else's house and wanted to steal hers, and was caught by chance.
It must be like this...
"Miaomiao, go to sleep too!" Lu Qingyao picked up Jiang Miaomiao and patted her back gently.
Jiang Miaomiao believed it a little.
Ever since she was the only one who could understand the birds' language, she knew she had special powers.
But this ability is quite good, as it gives her family more food for no apparent reason.
Early morning of the next day.
The cock hasn't crowed yet.
Jiang Miaomiao was picked up by her mother to feed her baby. She was drowsy when she saw that her mother was already dressed neatly.
After feeding her, he tied her to his chest.
Walk towards the kitchen.
There were two big fat chickens in the wooden basin in the kitchen, with big and white chicken legs.
The hair was also stripped off.
The fishy smell of hot water scalding chicken feathers hit my nose.
Jiang Miaomiao was most afraid of this smell, so she quickly buried her head in her mother's arms.
Lu Qingyao felt the baby's uneasiness in her arms and patted her butt gently.
"Miaomiao, be good. Let's put the chicken in the cellar. From now on, we will have fresh chicken to eat every day."
Jiang Miaomiao chirped a few times and rubbed against her mother's arms.
I found a comfortable position to watch.
I saw my mother smear salt on the two chickens, cut off their heads and feet, stuffed them into a red clay pot, and poured water to the edge of the pot.
I went to the back kitchen and pulled away the straw, revealing a wooden board. When I moved the board away, I found a small cellar filled with ice.
Then put the clay pot in and seal it.
Jiang Miaomiao couldn't remember when her mother dug the cellar here and hid the ice.
They must have dug it while she was asleep.
There is a mountain with a very high altitude in Qingshi Town. It snows there even if it doesn’t fall anywhere else. I guess the ice is harvested there.
It's like an ancient version of a refrigerator.
No wonder my mother said there is fresh meat to eat every day.
I have to say, as a mother, she is not bad at anything except cooking.
Jiang Miaomiao almost worships her mother...
Lu Qingyao packed up everything and tugged at her clothes.
It was still dark, and I was ready to take my daughter home to take a nap.
When she lowered her eyes, she saw the little baby in her arms staring at her.
In a trance, I felt that my daughter seemed to know what she was doing.
He hooked her little finger and gave her a sweet smile, "Miaomiao, this is our little secret, you can't tell anyone!"
Jiang Miaomiao blinked and babbled in response to her.
Don’t say it, don’t say it!
The rooster crowed.
The sky gradually turned pale.
Jiang Miaomiao had a good sleep and a full meal of milk.
She was taken out of the house by her mother in a daze. Not long after the carriage drove out, she met her aunt.
Lu Qingyao greeted first, "Sister-in-law, are you going to Qingshi Town too?"
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