Chapter 745: in the dream
Finally, the couple stared at the scene on the street dumbfounded!
Under the faint moonlight, on the not-so-wide muddy street in front of the door, a large flock of chickens trotted past densely!
"Alas!"
Wu twisted Zhong Er's biceps and rubbed his eyes with the other hand. This dream was so real!
Before going to bed, the two talked about the lack of milk. It would be great if there were seven or eight hens to nourish them. I never thought that my dream would come true!
"My son's father, reality can't come true, can you catch a chicken for me in my dream?"
As she said that, Wu quickly glanced at the man, her throat couldn't help rolling, and she emphasized: "Catch a few more, let me eat enough at a time, until I get tired of eating."
"Can you get tired of eating meat?"
"Yes! I'm tired of eating until I vomit!"
"Is it easy for me to catch a chicken? Why do I have to eat it until I vomit?"
Wouldn’t it be nice to keep it and eat it when you’re hungry?
Zhong Er felt that although he was in a dream, the fine virtues of diligence and simplicity should not be lost.
"Of course it's because of the rare opportunity! Only if you lose your appetite, you won't be hungry for chicken next time!"
What a sincere desire!
What a sincere person!
Zhong Er: "I haven't seen so many chickens for many years." He habitually rolled up his sleeves and said with a forced smile: "Even in my dreams, I have to have the dry addiction of catching chickens!"
Seeing her man rushing into the flock of chickens, Mrs. Wu also felt itchy and rushed into the muddy street behind him.
Just rushed into the street, before Wu Shi had time to catch the chickens, Zhong Er had already stuffed two hens into his arms, subconsciously hugging the chickens tightly with both hands, lest the two hens in his arms would run away.
Mrs. Wu still wanted to catch two more chickens with her free hands, but Zhong Er's low growl came from her ear: "What are you doing, stupid woman? Why are you standing here as a horse stake? Hurry home and find a cage to put them in." Lock up those chickens!"
After finishing speaking, Zhong Er rushed back to the yard.
"Oh oh oh, yes yes!"
Mrs. Wu agreed with her head like a chicken pecking at rice, and followed into the yard.
The couple stuffed a few chickens into the cage.
Mrs. Wu glanced at the cage, saw that Zhong Er had moved a stone to block the mouth of the cage, and said anxiously: "Father, why are you shutting it all up, catch one and kill it to make soup!"
"Wait, don't worry." Zhong Er dragged Mrs. Wu and ran out the door again, saying as he ran, "God has given us a good opportunity to catch more."
"No, no, the child's father, this is in a dream, why do you have to be serious, it's not bad to catch a few for a dry addiction, let's make a soup and taste the meat"
Wu's voice stopped abruptly, staring at a pair of deep-set eyes, pointing at the animals passing by the gate of the courtyard unhurriedly, he asked: "What the **** is this swaying thing?"
Why does she feel so dizzy right now?
"Duck!" Zhong Er's voice trembled a little. To be sure, he bent down and widened his eyes for a few serious glances. It was indeed a duck!
A flock of ducks!
Pulled the old man all the way in the dark!
How many ducks are there?
"Zhong Er, what's going on outside?" A high-pitched female voice came from the courtyard next door.
"There's an alarm next door!" Wu Shiyu was dissatisfied, because he didn't have enough meat yet.
"Ah" Zhong Er agreed casually, then suddenly turned around when he remembered something: "Are you in your dream or mine now."
Ms. Wu thought that everything was dominated by her own man, and pointed at Zhong Er: "You are in a dream."
(end of this chapter)