Don't be too sweet

Chapter 1590 Although Impatient ([-])
Chapter 1590 Although Impatient ([-])
"Confused!" Uncle Li gritted his teeth angrily: "The Zhao family buried the chickens, and the Chen family is still digging them home to eat. How stupid! And the Zhao family..."

"By the way, are there any problems with our chickens?" Uncle Li asked anxiously.

Li Zhaoshi also realized this, and felt distressed, and immediately looked at He Shanshan.

He Shanshan glanced at Yang Jiu, and after getting Yang Jiu's confirmation, she solemnly nodded her head vigorously.

Uncle Li closed his eyes heavily, and said with difficulty: "Then... burn those chickens, so as not to..."

Uncle Li's unfinished words were to avoid such silly things as the Chen family.

"No, each of these chickens has grown to a weight of three catties, and they can be sold for thirty yuan each! And the eggs, our family is all hens, and they can lay many eggs a day, no... "

When Li Zhaoshi heard that he was about to lose a large sum of money, "distress" was written all over his face.

"Auntie, this chicken must not have laid eggs for a few days, right?" He Shanshan interjected.

Sick hens usually have a very obvious characteristic, they will not lay eggs when they are sick.

Li Zhaoshi nodded, but still shook his head: "Even if it doesn't lay eggs, a chicken is worth thirty yuan at least! No way!"

"Is life more important than chicken?" Uncle Li lowered his face.

"No, I think those chickens are just listless and lethargic. Maybe it will be fine in a few days?"

Li Zhaoshi grabbed the corner of Uncle Li's clothes and whispered.

"Bullshit!"

"I don't care, I'd rather cook it myself than burn it!"

"Nonsense! What if we eat sick chickens and eat sick? Are we going to repeat what happened to the Chen family?!" Uncle Li's face darkened.

As for Li Zhaoshi, as long as money is involved, he always takes it very seriously. Even if he touched Uncle Li before, he is also very bold at this time, and directly choked back.

"I don't care, you can't burn my house down!" Li Zhaoshi yelled, hugging Uncle Li directly to prevent Uncle Li from leaving.

He Shanshan was surprised when she saw Li Zhaoshi's flipping movements, but it seemed to be in common sense. Isn't Li Zhaoshi's temper like this?
I remember that when her father and her elder brother had an accident that year, although the Li family borrowed money, as long as Li Zhaoshi thought that the money would never be returned, it was like a thorn in his throat. So a few words until their family pays off the money.

If you want to say that Li Zhaoshi is bad, no, she is willing to help others as long as it has nothing to do with money.

He Shanshan said to Uncle Li, "I'm going to take a walk around the chicken coop in the orchard."

If it is a loss, it is estimated that the biggest loss should be their family, right?But there are more than 3000 chickens raised!
"Go," Uncle Li was hugged by Li Zhaoshi, unable to break free for a while, his old face blushed, his eyes shone with embarrassment and looked directly at He Shanshan.

He is really... Even his own mother-in-law doesn't know how to be ashamed in front of the juniors, so he can't afford to lose this person.

"Let go quickly..."

He Shanshan walked out of the main room and outside the courtyard, she could still hear Uncle Li's angry voice.

Ho's——

He Xiangqian was afraid that his mother-in-law would really obey little Zhuer's coquettishness and dare not move, but he was worried about his own chicken.

When he saw He Shanshan and Yang Jiu coming in, He Xiangqian rushed forward to meet him: "I have to go to the back mountain to see the chickens in my chicken coop!"

"Father, let's go together," He Shanshan looked at Yang Jiu.

She couldn't figure out whether the chickens had chicken plague, but Yang Jiu could, so she had to go with her husband.

Yang Jiu nodded.

"Father, do you still have a mask at home? How about...you wear a mask too?" He Shanshan asked softly.

"Alright," He looked forward and nodded to his daughter's worried eyes.

Although impatient, there is no shortage of time.

(End of this chapter)