57 Chapter 57
◎Babies born in the egg frying pot◎
Chapter 57
Seeing Shitou's look, Ali retracted his claws feeling a little guilty.
Because of its recent sudden increase in strength, the first thing it thinks about when it goes out to fight those mutant animals is how to use its greatest strength to overwhelm them and win.
I really haven't thought about how to control my own power.
Now, he looked at his claws and really didn't know what to do.
For now, it can only attack with extremely strong force, and has not yet tried to control the force with a small amount of force.
Thinking of this, Ali retracted his claws again in some distress.
"I told you to practice controlling your power."
Ying Huai watched the whole process, and when he saw that Ali looked a little regretful, he chuckled and joked.
"Oh, how could I have known that I could actually send the biped flying without even using the same amount of force as before."
Ahri was also a little helpless. Before, he always thought that he would become stronger and have more followers, but he never thought that he would need to control his strength so delicately.
But looking at the current state of the stone, it has to be controlled. If it still can't control the extra strength, it will have to be careful when teaching the stone a lesson in the future.
It's too much of a hindrance.
Thinking of this, Ahri raised her claws again. Ahri couldn't hit, so she clawed at the little brother she had just brought up the mountain.
The big tiger was still holding the stone, and before it could react, it was hit on its hind legs. Due to its heavy weight, it did not move as obviously as the stone.
It just shook its body slightly and kicked its legs. After making sure that its legs hurt, it lowered its head, put the stone down, turned around and licked Ali's face, as if to comfort him.
“Ouch…”
After letting out a small cry and making sure that Ahri had no intention of moving her claws again, she changed from lying down to lying on her side.
Lying under the Yinghuai tree, the tiger felt very relaxed.
I'm just a little hungry.
Thinking about it, it raised its head again, looked at Ali, and called out, as if asking when they would go up the mountain to find food.
Now that it has left the zoo, it doesn't expect to have food on time like before, so Hu Hu is extremely persistent in finding food.
"Okay, okay, got it!"
When Ali saw the beast's appearance, he knew that he had to go out without it, otherwise it would hunt in Daxi Village and kill all the poultry in the village.
Ali had barely touched the poultry in Daxi Village, so how could he let Hu Hu eat them?
It’s impossible to even think about it!
Since he was already hungry, Ali didn't delay any longer. After making sure that Shitou was fine, he took Hu Hu and ran towards the mountain outside the village.
There are not many edible wild animals near Daxi Village. If you want to find something edible, you have to climb over a few more mountains and go to a farther place where there were few people.
Fortunately, they are now all mutated mutants, and their strength and speed have made a qualitative leap. It is relatively easy for them to run back and forth to find food in such a short time.
Thinking about this, Ali took Hu Hu out, leaving Shi Tou looking at the direction Ali and Hu Hu left, scratching his head, feeling a little helpless.
"Ahri won't let me play with it anymore."
"Do you want to take a look at what you just did? Ahri is just afraid that you might hurt yourself if you're not careful."
Seeing that his child didn't know why Ali hit him, Zuzu spoke up to remind him.
Seeing Ali and Hu Hu leave, the children who had been squatting and playing nearby finally came over to the stone and started asking him if it was fun to play with Hu Hu and whether Hu Hu's fur was soft...
Is Hu Hu's fur soft? Of course not, at least not as comfortable as Ahri's. Ahri's fur is soft and comfortable to lie on.
But when Ahri is not around, it's also nice to lie on Hu Hu.
Listening to Shi Tou generously sharing his experiences, the children around him were very envious. After all, they were not as brave as Shi Tou, and they could not understand what the animals were thinking or how they communicated with them, so they did not dare to get too close to the animals.
Otherwise, not only might the animals knock them down with one claw, but even their parents might hang them up and beat them before the animals could take action.
Thinking about not being able to get too close to Ali, Huhu and the others, all the friends felt a little regretful.
However, after a brief moment of regret, they shifted their attention again.
In this new world that is completely different from the past, the children’s already abundant curiosity is greatly satisfied. Almost every morning when they wake up, seeing a moving grass is enough to keep them curious for a long time.
With a desire to explore the world, they haven't been on the Internet for such a long time, and they don't feel bored when playing some of their previous games. Instead, there are new and interesting things attracting their attention every day.
This is also what the adults in the village are happy to see.
In the past, these children in the village spent most of their time in the city, either going to school or going home to watch TV and play games after school.
Because these families are just insignificant immigrants to big cities, even if the children go out to play, they cannot meet any friends to play with and can only play by themselves at home.
But now it’s different when we go back to the village. There are some valuable things in the village that cannot be touched. Apart from not touching some dangerous things, adults don’t have to worry about other things.
If something in the village is broken, they can basically afford to compensate for it. In fact, most of the villagers are the elders of these children. If they are naughty, they will just be beaten up if necessary, but everything else is simple.
Roughly speaking, if children in big cities go out to play by themselves, adults will worry that they will encounter danger while playing, or that they will lose their sense of proportion and damage other people's valuables, and their parents will not be able to cover the cost. But in the village, there is no need to worry about these things.
In Daxi Village, as long as the children don't cause trouble to their godmother, not only will their parents help to cover the consequences, but the elders in the village will also not take it too seriously.
Of course, the premise of not caring is that the child knows he is wrong and will not make the same mistake again next time.
It is not scary to make mistakes, after all, everyone makes mistakes. What is scary is that after making mistakes, parents do not educate their children, and children do not correct their mistakes or learn from them.
Just like now.
A half-grown child was carried by an adult and was heading towards Ying Huai. Seeing the moisture on the adult's face, one could tell that the child must have made him cry because he was angry with the child.
"Oh my godmother!!! Wuu ...
As soon as they arrived under Ying Huai's tree, the man put the child he was carrying on the ground and started crying towards Ying Huai, crying very loudly.
The stones and other children nearby saw this scene and looked at each other in surprise.
"What's going on?"
Shitou came close to Momo and asked in a low voice.
Although Shitou took the children in the village to play, if you really ask him how much he knows, he doesn't know as much as Momo.
After all, Momo is very thoughtful. Whenever he sees them playing outside, he will ask in advance what their friends are playing, and then think about whether he will get beaten if he plays like that.
Of course, with Momo's wisdom, even if he was acting as a military advisor in the back, he would not necessarily be beaten with those kids, but he just didn't want to encounter even the slightest possibility.
Being beaten would hurt his body and he would lose face, but Momo didn't want to do that anyway, so he often instigated other kids to play games that he thought might risk getting beaten, while he himself would hide in the back and watch the show.
"Hey, the youngest son of Uncle Seven in the village wanted to eat boiled eggs this morning, but his family wouldn't let him, so he decided to secretly cook some himself..."
When Momo heard Shitou's question, he didn't hide anything and told it directly.
"Not really. Uncle Seven's youngest son can still eat an egg. His grandparents raise chickens, so he can eat it every day."
When Shitou heard what Momo said, he immediately realized something was wrong.
"Do you have anything else to say?"
He glanced at steamed bun, indicating that he should continue to tell the whole story.
"Hey, wasn't it because you and Brother Rufeng went down the mountain to dig up that ant nest and brought back a lot of eggs? He got addicted to eating them and wanted to eat more, but he couldn't find any ant eggs, so he found some eggs that were similar and wanted to cook them..."
As Momo spoke, he recalled the experience of their search for eggs and couldn't help but shrug his shoulders, as if he had seen something ugly.
"What kind of eggs are you eating? The elders told you not to eat them, but you still want to eat them?"
The stone was speechless, but also a little curious.
"I don't know what kind of egg it is, but it's stuck to the tree and it doesn't look like a real egg."
Momo shook his head. He had never studied it seriously, and even if he had seen it, he was not very clear what kind of egg it was.
"Okay, after Uncle Seven's kid gets beaten up, we'll ask him what kind of eggs they are... They can't be eaten yet..."
When Shitou heard what Momo said, he looked at him speechlessly.
Who did you learn this habit of only remembering half of things?
"Don't look at me. Even if I go to pick them for you from the tree right now, I don't know what kind of eggs they are. I haven't really looked for them."
When Momo saw Shitou's look, he was speechless.
Who would normally focus their eyes on places that they don’t normally pay attention to?
They were whispering to each other here, but the man in front was already crying loudly.
Even the child he pulled over started crying. The two of them squatted under the locust tree, as if competing to see who could cry louder and more sadly. They were really trying their best.
The man choked with sobs and glanced at the kid next to him from time to time, looking so aggrieved.
"Godmother, I really can't stand this kid anymore, hang him up and beat him!"
As he spoke, he cried even louder.
"When he was five years old, he came to my house to eat omelets secretly. He was dissatisfied with the omelets being cold, so he lit a fire to heat them up and set my kitchen on fire.
When he was seven years old, he came to my house to eat bone soup, but he was not allowed to touch it. He insisted on secretly throwing sweet potatoes into the stove, wanting to roast them and eat them, and he set my kitchen on fire.
Today! He found a bunch of gecko eggs from somewhere and wanted to take them home to cook. His parents wouldn't let him, so he sneaked into my house and set my kitchen on fire. The fire was so intense!
When he said this, he cried even more sadly.
"What sin have I committed? If he didn't have a criminal record, I would have seen him running towards my house today and kept an eye on everything going on inside. I guess my entire kitchen would be gone again!"
As he spoke, he recalled the torment he had endured over the years by his little nephew, and it was so painful.
"What have you done to my kitchen? Why do you have to pick on it? Because of you, I don't dare put much firewood in the kitchen, not even the food!"
As he said this, he reached out his hand angrily and pressed the kid's head, tilting the child's head to the side, and the child cried even more sadly.
Of course, he was just pressing hard just to watch, and it didn't really hurt, after all, it wasn't his own child.
The child is from his younger brother's family. His younger brother is still busy working in the fields, so he hasn't told his younger brother yet.
"There's one more important thing, Godmother!!! He found those gecko eggs from somewhere, and they weren't even cooked even after he boiled them. When I got back, half the kitchen was on fire, and the geckos were still hatching in the dry pot!"
Thinking of the little geckos crawling around in the kitchen at home, he cried even more sadly and sobbed all over.
"Those who know him are cooking eggs to eat, while those who don't think he's refining Sun Wukong. He's just a bunch of gecko cubs who can't be refined and still get spanked. Wow..."
After saying this, he just sat next to Ying Huai and cried bitterly, not caring at all about the group of children who were looking at him, and the other children who were also crying sadly.
Ying Huai listened to the whole thing and wanted to laugh but held it back. The crown of the locust tree was rustling because of his suppressed laughter, and on the surface it seemed that he was agreeing with the adult's anger.
"Look how angry our godmother is. This child is really not a good person."
Zuzu, who was watching all this from the side, saw the adult looking up with some confusion, as if wondering why his godmother was like this, and hurriedly spoke up to cover for Ying Huai.
Zuzu has been with Ying Huai for a long time. How can she not tell whether Ying Huai is smiling or really angry?
Seeing Ying Huai's happy expression after hearing these things, she did not step forward to expose her godmother's little hobby, but instead helped to cover it up.
As expected, the adult who heard Zuzu's words turned around and looked at Ying Huai's appearance. He stood up worriedly and patted Huai Shu.
"Godmother, don't be angry. I'm used to it. This kid just has a grudge against my kitchen. Didn't you see that my kitchen is built so close to the surrounding houses that it's like a toilet thousands of miles away. There's not even a flammable material around it that can burn."
He stopped crying, and it was obvious that he was really trying hard to comfort the "angry" Ying Huai.
[What do you want to do now? The kitchen isn't completely burned, but it's halfway burned.]
Ying Huai stretched out his roots and looked carefully in the direction of the man's house. He had not paid attention to it before, but now he saw that there was a faint smoke rising in that direction.
Perhaps because the man stopped it quickly, the smoke rising into the sky looked no different from ordinary cooking smoke.
It was only after Ying Huai turned his attention to their kitchen that he realized clearly that what he said about the little brat cooking gecko eggs was just a brief description.
Gecko eggs are not big to begin with, and the mutated gecko eggs after the revival of spiritual energy look no different from before, they are all small.
But after all, it has mutated, so there must be something special about it.
After these mutations, the gecko eggs laid by geckos are even more special.
Because they are affected by the surrounding environment after mutation, they are normally unable to hatch at this stage. Their normal hatching time should be in summer, or when it is hotter and drier.
The time had not come yet, and the surrounding environment was definitely not suitable for them to hatch, but as luck would have it, the little cub accidentally put these mutated gecko eggs in the pot and cooked them.
Halfway through the cooking process, he didn't notice that the water in the pot had dried up, so he just kept cooking it, and ended up burning the gecko eggshells to a crisp.
The crispy eggshells allowed the little geckos inside, which were already ready to come out, to quickly seize the opportunity to hatch, and they all came out in one go.
I have to praise the child's skill in refining eggs. Just look at the eggshells left in the pot. All the little geckos in the pot have hatched, and none of them are suffocated.
Ying Huai smiled and shook his head, then looked a few more times. It seemed that these little geckos saw the kitchen as the first thing they saw when they were born, and they were not ready to leave at this time, as if they were ready to make the kitchen their home.
Seeing this, Ying Huai wanted to laugh even more, but when he thought about how others were crying so sadly in front of him, it would be a bit immoral for him to laugh like that, so he held it back.
The man’s kitchen is renovated every few years, and the main reason is the little guy next door.
But to be honest, he didn't mean it, because he even burned his own kitchen a few times.
He seems like the kind of person who is not born to be in the kitchen, but likes to go there.
Even though his family has warned him not to go into the kitchen, sometimes when he goes in, he accidentally spills something and causes a fire in the kitchen.
"I don't know if I had a fight with the Kitchen God in my past life, so I'm so disliked by him in this life."
Ying Huai muttered softly.
"Godmother, do you have any way to get rid of those gecko cubs?"
The man looked in Ying Huai's direction with anticipation.
Only half of his kitchen was burned, and the remaining half can still be used. Besides, if he renovates it, he can't build those geckos into the wall, right?
And the most important point is that he is afraid that the geckos will bite him!
He became even more sad when he thought about how he would not be able to sleep peacefully in the future, worrying that the gecko cubs would run into his house and bite him.
"It's all your fault. Your parents didn't let you cook, so you came to my house to cook. I haven't even gotten married yet, and you let me live with a bunch of kids. What are you thinking... wuwuwu..."
Thinking about it, he couldn't hold back his tears and began to sob.
"If ant eggs are edible, I thought this could be edible too. I searched for a long time to find so many..."
Seeing his little uncle crying again, the child's tears were falling and he looked very aggrieved.
"Besides, I just want to nourish you. Last time, my dad said that you didn't get married because my aunt disliked your height and said you were short and fat, so she didn't want to marry you. Ant eggs are good for your health, and this must be better for your health..."
The child spoke with sobs, but his logic was very clear.
"Isn't it because you keep bombing my kitchen that I can't get married? Also, who said I'm not tall? I'm 182cm tall! She wants to find someone who's 190cm tall, what does it have to do with me? Besides, she's not your aunt, so why don't we just meet?"
When the man heard the little brat say that he was short, he stopped crying and started arguing with the little brat.
"But she didn't want to marry you because of your height..."
Seeing that the man stopped crying and started discussing the height issue with him, the child also stopped crying and started arguing with his younger uncle.
For a moment, the two of them didn't care about the gecko baby that was still smoking and crawling out of the pot in the kitchen.
Under the Yinghuai tree, they didn't even have time to wipe the tears from their eyes before they started arguing about whether the other party didn't want to marry their younger uncle because he was short, or whether the other party rejected their younger uncle because he was tall but not up to their ideal height.
Ying Huai and Zuzu beside him found it funny.
He's such a grown-up, but he still quarrels like a child.
Shitou and others nearby were finally able to open their eyes, looking at this and that.
"I have to say, Uncle Seven's kid is really good at talking. He didn't say a word before, and I thought he was scared."
Momo sighed, reached out and touched his chin, looking at the little kid who was arguing with the adults next to him, and was seriously thinking.
"Shi Tou, if we take him with us when we go out to play, then when we parents beat our children, won't we be less harsh?"
Momo began to imagine the feasibility of the matter.
"No, my dad will beat me even harder."
Shitou turned his head speechlessly to look at Momo, and stated this fact in a heavy tone.
When his father beats the child, he doesn't care about his words, and he will even chase Shi Tou for two miles just because he talks back to him.
"Yeah, ah... what a pity..."
After hearing what Shitou said, Momo recalled the experience of Shitou being beaten in the past. Thinking that it was indeed like this, he could only suppress the idea. Looking at the child who was arguing with the adults, he shook his head with some regret.
"You're still talking, hang up!"
Just as the uncle and the little brat were arguing back and forth, a man from the crowd returning from the village shouted in their direction.
Hearing this voice, the uncle and the little brat shut up and shrank their necks at the same time.
"You're done, your dad is going to hang you up and beat you~"
Seeing the man from a distance and recognizing him as his younger brother, the younger uncle didn't even wipe the tears from his eyes and started shaking his head smugly at the little brat with a very proud look on his face.
"Ruirui, go back and clean up. I'll show you how to renovate the kitchen later."
The man with a shovel hanging on his shoulder walked closer, said something to the uncle, gave him an order, and watched him stand up and prepare to go back. Then he turned around and looked at his unfortunate son.
"How many times have I told you not to go into the kitchen?"
The man's tone was calm when he said this, but his eyes were full of oppression.
"Okay, I'm going back. Can I take your hoe back with me, little brother?"
Seeing that his younger brother was about to give his son a beating, the uncle was so proud that he winked proudly in the direction of the little brat.
But her actions calmly interrupted the man's anger.
"Okay, here you go. Wipe the cat urine from your eyes. You're such a grown-up, but you're still crying like a child."
The man's anger was interrupted, so he turned around and yelled at his younger brother, handed the hoe to him, and turned around to continue teaching his son a lesson.
When his younger brother suddenly scolded him, the uncle shrank his neck, winked at the little kid, indicating that he was powerless, and turned away.
At this time, his younger brother was angry and was about to educate the child, so he didn't dare to provoke him.
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