Eight Hundred and Fifteen, the Little Master Has to Listen

When Han Qixiu came home in the evening, Shen Jiao told him about the big cock and asked curiously, "Do you think this chicken has spirituality? I always think it is the kind of spiritual animal that Shui Meizi said!"

Han Qixiu asked, "This chicken usually plays with Yuanyuan Zhuangzhuang?"

"Well, Zhuangzhuang also named it Hua Huatien. You don't know that when grandpa was about to kill the chicken today, this big cock was so smart, he flew to Yuanyuan Zhuangzhuang to ask for advice, and later heard grandpa say no. Kill it, and the beast flew off the roof again, too clever."

Han Qixiu raised his eyebrows and became interested in the big rooster. He was going to see this mature chicken tomorrow morning.

At dawn, Han Qixiu quietly came to the chicken coop. The roosters in other places were crowing intermittently, but his chicken coop was quiet.

He also heard that the rooster was not crowing on time these days. Originally, he didn't care too much, but combined with Shen Jiao's words, he felt that the two things should be related.

The crowing used to be punctual and never uninterrupted, but suddenly the time has changed, and it is still a rather smart cock. This is not easy!

The big cock woke up a long time ago, lying on the tree full of energy, he couldn't help but croak several times, but he still held back, no, the little master's words must be listened to, those are golden thighs !

But it was really hard not to croak, his throat was itchy, the big rooster rubbed his sharp beak against the tree, and croaked a few times in a low voice, which made him feel better.

Han Qixiu in the dark looked strange. This rooster obviously wanted to croak, but for some reason he held it back. Crowding is a rooster's instinct, but it was able to endure it. This is indeed a bit unusual.

He came out of the dark, the big rooster was startled, Mung Bean looked at Han Qixiu vigilantly, his feathers stood up, the male master is the worst person in the family, what is he doing here?

Is it possible that you also want its little life?

The big rooster's scalp tightened, his wings fluttered a few times and he was about to run for his life, but he was held down by a pair of iron palms. The big rooster couldn't escape after struggling, so he had to bow his head in resignation, sighing that his little life was over!

"Your name is Huahua?"

Han Qixiu didn't know why he was sure that the big rooster could understand him. This was his intuition. He felt that the chicken could understand human words just like Dabao Xiaojiao and the cubs from the big wizard.

The big rooster wanted to play stupid at first, but he only lasted for three seconds under Han Qixiu's caring eyes, and the unscrupulous chicken surrendered, nodding his head as if pecking at rice.

Han Qixiu raised his eyebrows, and his eyes showed surprise. This chicken can really understand people's words, which is interesting!

"Why didn't you chime in the morning?" Han Qixiu asked again.

The big cock looked at his male master pitifully, he also wanted to croak in the morning, his throat was itchy, not to mention how uncomfortable it was, but the little master Yuanyuan had spoken, and he had to hold back no matter how uncomfortable it was!

The little master Yuanyuan can easily break its beautiful neck!

Han Qixiu looked funny, a chicken's head actually had a human expression on it, it was really funny!

But what is this chicken trying to say?

"Did you want to sing, but you can't do it if you have to?" Han Qixiu asked.

The big rooster started pecking at the rice again, seeing that Han Qixiu was like a life-saving Bodhisattva, someone could understand his suffering!

"Why can't you fight?"

The big cock stretched his neck hard and complained: "The little master won't let me fight, the little master said that I was arguing for them to sleep, so I must fight later, or they will break my neck, male. Master, how dare I disobey the little master..."

He chatted a lot, but it was the chickens who were talking about it. Han Qixiu only heard the roar of the chickens, so he couldn't help but raised his eyebrows and looked at the big rooster coldly.

The crowing stopped abruptly, and the big rooster shivered vigorously,

Looking at Han Qixiu pitifully, his sharp beak was tightly closed, and he didn't dare to let a fart. At this time, he remembered that the male master was more terrifying than the young master, and a little finger could break his neck.

"Isn't Yuanyuan Zhuangzhuang preventing you from screaming?" Han Qixiu thought of a possibility.

The big cock nodded hurriedly, with tears in his eyes, the master can be considered to understand!

Han Qixiu didn't feel embarrassed for the big cock and let it go. The reason why the big cock wouldn't croak on time was figured out. The two little guys were the devil, but Yuan Yuan Zhuang Zhuang, why didn't the cock croak in the morning?

And how did the big cock communicate with Yuanyuan Zhuangzhuang?

This is actually what Han Qixiu wants to know the most. Could it be that Zhuangzhuang's talent for controlling beasts has already been revealed?

In the evening, Han Qixiu deliberately went home a little earlier, and took two little guys to the backyard to catch grasshoppers. This is Yuanyuan Zhuangzhuang's latest favorite game. He caught a bottle of grasshoppers and brought them back to feed the chickens.

Shen Jiao dislikes bugs. Usually, Shen Han and Han Qiwei take the little guys to catch them. This is the first time for Han Qixiu. The little guys are very happy. They like to play with dad the most!

It is strange to say that Han Qixiu usually spends very little time playing with Yuanyuan Zhuangzhuang, but the little guy likes to play with Han Qixiu the most.

Han Qixiu asked his two sons Gu Zi to catch the grasshopper. He was observing, and he found out that it was unusual after a while. The little guy found the grasshopper very quickly. The circle moves fast.

Every time Zhuangzhuang found something, he would yell at Yuanyuan, but Yuanyuan quickly grabbed the grasshopper and never lost it once.

Han Qixiu thought for a while, then shouted, "Yuanyuan Zhuangzhuang, let's go find a long worm, shall we?"

The little guys' eyes lit up, and they ran over, excited: "Okay, catch the long worm!"

Han Qixiu patiently described the snake's appearance: "It's so long and thick, it's like a big caterpillar. It lives under the ground. Do you know where Zhuangzhuang is?"

Zhuang Zhuang nodded vigorously, very proud, he knew where the worms that Dad said were!

The little guy dragged Han Qixiu to a small dirt slope, pointed to the dirt slope and said, "Insect!"

Han Qixiu has a wealth of experience of survival in the wild. As soon as he saw the soil slope, he found snake holes, and there were more than one, indicating that there were at least two snakes under the soil slope, and they were not small!

Unexpectedly, Zhuangzhuang could really find the snake's nest, so he deliberately asked, "Can Zhuangzhuang let the worms come out to play with us?"

Zhuangzhuang grinned, his head was like a chicken pecking at rice, he shouted a few times at the slope, and patted the slope a few times with his small hands, while Yuanyuan stood quietly beside him, his big eyes shining with excitement.

Long bugs are much more fun than catching grasshoppers, but my father said that we shouldn't scare mother, so he and his younger brother only dared to play secretly. Father has spoken, so he needs to play for a while!