four and a half year old farm family pet

Chapter 134

Yuan Bao and Pei Yu were fighting, pushing mud on each other's faces, and soon the fat pheasant in their hands was wrapped in mud.

If their stomachs hadn't made a gurgling sound at the same time, Yuan Bao and Pei Yu would still be quarreling now.

Yuan Bao put the mud balls wrapped with pheasants into the kiln, and then began to add firewood, burning the mud kiln red. Yuan Bao sat next to him, his face turned red from being roasted, and he quickly sat further away and came to Pei Yu's side.

"Little brother, how long have you been suffering from stridor?" Yuan Bao had nothing to do and was looking for a topic.

Pei Yu didn't feel offended, "It's been eight years since I was born."

"Then it must be very hard for you?" Yuan Bao tilted his head and looked at him, as if he felt the same, with tears in his eyes, "Little brother, don't worry, Yuan Bao will definitely find a way to cure you!"

Pei Yu thought her words were child's play, looked up at the snowflakes falling from the sky, and couldn't help but ask: "Yuanbao, tell me, after I die, will the snow in the sky and the moon in the sky change in any way?" ?”

"Bah, bah, bah, little brother, be like me, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah out there out of nowhere."

Yuan Bao heard this in his heart, and quickly pulled Pei Yu to ask him to be as unlucky as him, "Don't talk nonsense about this kind of thing, you will be spanked by your parents! Little brother, Yuan Bao won't let you die."

The little brother is so beautiful. If he dies, it will be a loss for Yuanbao. If she makes four, she will definitely study harder with the meows and cure her little brother.

Pei Yu was also surprised to realize that her mood was too low. She quickly grabbed Yuan Bao's little hand and touched her head: "Bah, bah, bah, Yuanbao, don't worry, brother will never say these words again."

"Yeah!" Yuan Bao obediently let Pei Yu touch his head, "Little brother, you must keep your word. If Yuan Bao hears what you say about death again, Yuan Bao will never pay attention to you again!"

"understood."

Pei Yu's throat felt itchy and she wanted to cough, but she subconsciously endured it.

The firewood in the mud kiln was crackling, and two small figures were sitting on the edge of the field watching the snow, waiting for the roasted chicken to come out of the oven.

This was the first time for Pei Yu to experience such interesting things in the countryside. He couldn't help but look at the sleepy little girl leaning on his arm, laughed lowly, and raised his head again.The snow is so beautiful and it’s so good to be alive.

Half an hour later, Yuan Bao yawned, stood up and jumped up.

"Brother, should the roast chicken be ready?" Yuan Bao asked, squatting in front of the mud kiln where the firewood had been turned off.

Pei Yu said with concern: "Get out of the way, don't burn it, use a stick to push it out."

"Uh-huh."

Yuan Bao squatted a step further, and Pei Yu took the stick he used to pound the mud and pushed out the burnt mud balls.

"I don't know if it's cooked or not." Pei Yu said anxiously.

Yuanbao said: "Little brother, Yuanbao has roasted chicken many times, it will be cooked in about this time, don't worry!"

"Then how should you eat this roast chicken?" Pei Yu asked curiously.

Yuan Bao took the stick in his hand, squatted next to the mud ball, and knocked it down hard.

The mud ball was beaten loudly, and after two or three times, there was a "bang" sound, and the mud ball cracked like an egg.

A fruity aroma mixed with the aroma of meat entered the nostrils, and large pieces of burnt soil fell beside it like egg shells. The originally green banana leaves were now burnt brown and covered with oil.

Following Yuan Bao's movements, the banana leaf wrapped in the pheasant was pushed aside, and the plump pheasant inside was roasted to dry the oil. The skin of the chicken was firm and golden, making the two people who had been waiting all night swallow their saliva involuntarily.

"Wow!" Yuan Bao exclaimed in surprise, "The beggar's chicken this time is more beautiful than the ones roasted before. Little brother, we are very lucky~~"

(End of this chapter)