Chapter 767

Half of the children eat poor Lao Tzu, not to mention Bai Shan, a young man who is growing up like them.

It was a tiring trip yesterday. The three didn't have much appetite early in the morning, but now they sat together and had an appetite. They ate like you and me.

When he was full, he put down his dishes and chopsticks. Man Bao remembered Mr. Zhuang and exclaimed, "no, we forgot our husband."

Bai Shan and man Bao look at each other, and then look at Bai Erlang together.

Bai Erlang was sweating when he ate breakfast. At this time, a drop of sweat fell directly on his forehead, "my father should entertain you?"

But the living habits of more than half a year were still engraved in their bones. The three got up and asked to go over to greet their husband.

Mr. Zhuang is old and tired yesterday. He got up a little late today. He just washed his face and hands.

Seeing the three of them lined up to greet, he put down the towel and asked with a smile, "have breakfast?"

The three saluted their husband and said hello. Then they answered, "yes, sir. What would you like for breakfast?"

Man Bao said, "my sister-in-law made bean flowers. Would you like a bowl?"

Mr. Zhuang nodded with a smile, "OK."

Bai Erlang said, "Sir, my kitchen has made beef saozi noodles, which is also very delicious."

Bai Shan said, "my meat porridge is also good."

Mr. Zhuang said with a hearty smile, "let's have some of each."

The three turned and ran to get things ready and brought them here.

Master Bai was so jealous when he saw that he had such a big son that he hadn't eaten a bowl of noodles he brought.

Bai Erlang didn't see his father standing at the door. He directly took the noodles to Mr. Zhuang's table and said, "Sir, this noodles must be eaten while it's hot."

Bai Shan: "it's like porridge should not be eaten while it's hot."

Man Bao said, "it's cold now, and the bean flowers should be hot to eat."

Mr. Zhuang waved and said, "OK, after eating, go to early class. Although it's a holiday, you shouldn't slack off."

The three men froze at the same time. Bai Erlang looked at Bai Shan and Bai Shan looked at man Bao. Man Bao hardened his head and said, "Sir, the Chinese New Year is coming. Can't we have a rest?"

Mr. Zhuang raised his eyelids and looked at them, "I didn't stop you from having a rest, but twelve hours a day, you can't just sleep and eat. You should also read some books in morning class. You have to practice at least two words a day, especially Chinese characters. If you don't practice this day, you'll be born by hand. Did I say that you have to practice Chinese characters every day as long as you're not too ill to get up?"

The three bowed their heads and obediently retreated to study.

Mr. Zhuang enjoyed a clean room and ate early food happily.

He also wanted to go home for the new year, but Mr. Zhuang was not in a hurry. He ate too early. He played a game of chess with master Bai and talked about Bai Erlang's study and future plans in the past year.

After reaching a consensus with his parents, Mr. Zhuang has quickly formed a training plan for Bai Erlang.

After talking to master Bai, Mr. Zhuang went to visit Mrs. Liu next door. She took and drank two cups of tea and had lunch. Then he returned to master Bai's guest yard to have a rest.

After taking a nap, he went into the village with his hands on his back and found old Zhou tou under the banyan tree at the entrance of the village, so he was welcomed to the old Zhou family and talked with old Zhou tou and Qian about man Bao.

Man Bao and the three of them couldn't wait for their luggage to be separated at home, so he asked Daji to come to an ox cart and happily climbed onto the cart to let him move towards their small village.

Although they are not in the village, man Bao has been remotely controlling the production of xiaozhuangzi.

From the Mid Autumn Festival to now, it has been more than three months. They all want their Chuang Tzu very much, so they entered their field. They jumped down and ran towards Chuang Tzu cheerfully.

Winter wheat was planted in many fields of Zhuangzi. At this time, the wheat had grown very tall.

Man Bao they only stayed and looked for a while, and then ran to the mountain above Zhuangzi.

Daji drove slowly on the ox cart. It was cold winter and December. The fruit on the mountain had been picked up long ago. Even some fruit trees were only bare trunks and branches. He really didn't understand what they were excited about.

But the three cheered all the way to the mountain, touched their strong fruit trees, nodded with satisfaction, and then ran down the mountain to drive out the chickens and ducks raised in the fence below.

At the foot of the mountain, there was a wasteland mixed with many stones. In addition to building houses, cattle sheds, chicken sheds and duck sheds were built, in which many chickens and ducks were raised.

Man Bao looked at the hair of those beautiful cocks and said, "I want to be a shuttlecock."

Bai Shan also felt his feet itchy. Bai Erlang said directly, "let's kill some males."

Man Bao looked at him contemptuously, "just for chicken feathers? It's better to pluck it directly. It has so many hairs. How many hairs are you going to pluck at a time? Like us, it's okay to pull your hair. "

Bai Shan thought for a moment and thought what she said was reasonable, so he rolled up his sleeve and said, "go, the most beautiful ones on that tail. Let's catch them first."

When the farmers heard the news and ran out, the three had chased the chicken and flew up in the fence yard.

The farmers were stunned for a long time before they realized who the three were. They hurried up and said, "young master, young master, Miss man, what do you want to tell us, but you don't dare to catch so disorderly. What if the chicken scratched you?"

Man Bao found that the chickens here were so flexible that they could run fast and fly for a short time without saying, so they couldn't catch them.

She was panting and stopped to ask, "how do you usually catch chickens?"

"We all waited until we got to the chicken shed at night, closed the door and caught it," the farmer asked, "Miss man, do you want to eat chicken? Which one do you like? I'll catch it for you. "

Man Bao shook his head. "We don't want to eat chicken. We just want the hair on the chicken tail."

Numerous dealers:

Although I can't understand it, but the Masters said so, what can they do?

The farmers asked man Bao to quit. They cooked chicken food first and led the chickens to the chicken shed. Then they began to catch chickens.

When they caught the chicken, they quickly pulled out a few hairs on their tail and made the chicken giggle with pain.

When he caught the most beautiful tail feather, the farmer weighed it and said, "Miss man, do you want to eat chicken tonight? Why don't you kill this chicken and give you meat? So the tail feathers can be pulled out. "

The three little heads came up and looked at the cock. After discussing it, they said, "forget it, it's so beautiful. We'd better raise it again and don't pull out its tail feathers. We'll take it to the county seat when the Lantern Festival."

Farmer: "... Take it to the county to kill? That's so troublesome. Young masters and ladies want to eat. We can kill them if we catch them here. "

Man Bao: "no, we're going to sell it."

The farmer smiled and narrowed his eyes, gave man Bao a thumbs up and said, "Miss man still knows how to run the house. There must be many people buying meat for the Lantern Festival. Miss man plans to take how many chickens to the county. The young people get up in the morning to feed them, make them heavier, and then catch them."