The Little Life of a Big Landlord

Chapter 285 Touching the Egg

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The first rays of sunlight shone on Zhengjia Village, dispelling the dew that clung to the houses. Insects chirped softly, and birds sang low, bringing a touch of lightness and vibrant life to the morning.

After a night's rest, the trees and flowers were well nourished. The leaves were a vibrant green, as eye-catching as jade. Glistening dewdrops rolled around, causing the leaves to sway gently. They slid onto the tips of the leaves, hanging there as if about to fall. Finally, the dewdrops, heeding the call of the earth, gently fell and disappeared into the soil. The slightly damp soil released its own unique fragrance.

"Jixiang, why did Master suddenly become so ill that he can't stand up, when he was in such good health?" Ruyi held a porcelain bowl and stood under the persimmon tree in the courtyard, catching the dewdrops falling from the leaves. Her movements were very light, and she caught each dewdrop accurately. In no time, her porcelain bowl was more than half full of dew.

"This... how would I know???" Jixiang was pulling the bellows to cook in the outer room. Hearing Ruyi's words, she also felt confused.

"Poor Master, he can't move his whole body..." Ruyi pouted with a little heartache and said.

"Yes..." Jixiang frowned with heartache, the bellows clattering loudly. "Although I don't know why Master is sick, seeing him like this makes my heart ache..."

"What are you two little girls saying?" Sun Fangfang's voice rang out from outside the courtyard, startling the two girls who were whispering. They turned around and saw Sun Fangfang push open the gate and walk in.

"Good morning, Grandma..." the two women hurriedly greeted her respectfully.

"Hmm..." Sun Fangfang nodded, her gaze sweeping over the two girls' faces, a half-smile playing on her lips. "You two are still young, it's normal that you don't understand these things about love and romance..."

"Grandma, is the master sick because of love affairs??? What love affairs are you talking about???" Ruyi asked in a sweet voice, looking like a curious child.

These two girls haven't even been in this world for a year yet, how could they know what love is? That's strange... Well, actually, many adults don't even know what love is...

"This... it's something that can only be understood intuitively, you'll understand in the future..." As for what love is, Sun Fangfang couldn't explain it either, so she could only give a casual answer.

The two women indeed stopped asking questions. Ruyi continued collecting dew under the tree; this stuff has a time limit, and if she didn't collect it quickly, it would evaporate soon. Jixiang, on the other hand, continued working the bellows to cook, looking at Sun Fangfang as he asked, "What would you like to eat, Grandma?"

"Anything's fine, something light..." Sun Fangfang glanced at the east and west rooms, noticing the windows were tightly closed and the curtains drawn. She pointed to the two rooms and said, "Are they all still asleep???"

"Hmm..." Jixiang nodded repeatedly, "Last night, the four ancestors went to bed at four o'clock, and they had just fallen asleep a little while ago..."

"Hmm..." Sun Fangfang nodded. Of course she knew who the four ancestors Jixiang was talking about were. Besides Yang Zhengfang and Zhang Shufang, there were also Wei Jianguo and Xue Hua. In the eyes of these cyborg girls, the others really didn't deserve the title of "ancestors".

Then I realized that both the east and west rooms were occupied, so what about those two sisters...?

"Where did you sleep last night?" Sun Fangfang asked.

"We've been taking care of the grandparents, and two sisters just came to take over from us, so we came back to cook..." Jixiang said.

"Has your grandma woken up yet?" Sun Fangfang asked.

"Grandma woke up last night..." Jixiang pulled the bellows, adding firewood to the stove. "Grandma took care of Master all night and just fell asleep..."

"Hmm..." Sun Fangfang nodded, "Then I won't bother her..." she said, and began to stroll around the courtyard.

The courtyard was spacious, with chickens, ducks, geese, dogs, cats, and pigeons all roaming around. But the most diligent of all were the pigeons. These creatures seemed to treat reproduction as an instinct, never resting for a moment. The baby pigeons in the nest hadn't even left yet, and they were already frantically chasing after the eggs...

Feeling bored, Sun Fangfang pushed open the door to the east wing and went inside.

The room was filled with many things, but everything was arranged in an orderly manner, thanks in large part to Ruyi, who was skilled at organizing rooms.

The pigeon coop was placed on the ground, and a series of chirping sounds came from inside. Sun Fangfang squatted down and looked at the baby pigeons in the coop. Their sharp, pointed heads had not yet blossomed, like red needles stuck in dark red skin, which made people's skin crawl. Especially their chrysanthemum-like heads and hairy legs, the little points growing messily, made people feel like vomiting at first sight. It was the complete opposite of the graceful beauty of adult pigeons.

The two baby pigeons, lying in their nest, were waiting for their parents to feed them, but when they saw Sun Fangfang appear, they were immediately frightened and squeezed back into the nest, their two thin legs stretched straight, and their dark eyes watching Sun Fangfang warily.

"They're quite alert..." Sun Fangfang looked at the two little ones and immediately became interested. She reached her little hand into the nest, wanting to touch the two little ones.

However, although these two little guys are not big, they are obviously not going to let themselves be trampled on without resistance. They flapped their little wings and tried to flutter at the hand that reached out to touch them, chirping and pecking at the hand with their tender little beaks.

"Little thing..." Sun Fangfang squinted her big eyes, teasing the two baby pigeons with great interest, making them chirp and squawk, but they couldn't escape her clutches no matter what. Finally, when she had no other choice, one of the slightly larger pigeons twisted its body and pooped on Sun Fangfang, thus driving away the evil hand. Although the method was a bit lewd, it was a real victory. The little guy immediately chirped triumphantly in the nest... Of course, this "triumphant" was actually just Sun Fangfang's own conjecture. In fact, she was more inclined to think that it was so frightened by her that it urinated and defecated.

Actually, birds urinate and defecate at the same time...

Sun Fangfang walked around the side room, casually took two eggs from the chicken coop, and then went out.

"I took out two eggs, can you make some steamed eggs for my son?" Sun Fangfang said, placing the eggs on the stove.

"Yes..." Jixiang quickly replied, took a bowl, cracked the egg, poured the egg mixture into the bowl, stirred it well, added warm water, sprinkled on seasonings, and then steamed it...

"Aren't these two eggs a bit too few?" Looking at the egg mixture in the bowl, which was only a little over half full even with water, he couldn't help but pinch his chin and ask.

"If it's for the young master, it should be enough..." Jixiang said.

"What if I want to eat it too?" Sun Fangfang asked.

"Then I'll go get a few more..." Jixiang said, getting up to get the eggs.

"No need, I'll go check the chicken coop again. Maybe I can find a few more. If I find any, I'll eat them; if I don't, I won't..." Sun Fangfang said.

"Hens rarely lay their eggs in their nests; they lay them in the woodpile outside..." Jixiang said.

"I know..." Sun Fangfang said, turning around and leaving the yard.

As soon as Sun Fangfang came out, she ran into Zheng Dayong, who was carrying a bag of eggs and looking around furtively.

"Dayong, what are you doing?" Sun Fangfang looked Zheng Dayong up and down and asked.

"Um..." Zheng Dayong blushed, "Sister Sun... I heard that Sister Yang gave birth, and Tingting asked me to bring some eggs over..."

It's said that when a woman gives birth, neighbors and close friends will usually bring her eggs or brown sugar to help her recover. This is something women generally do, though men do it sometimes, especially married men...

"Oh..." Sun Fangfang smiled, took the eggs, and said, "Thank you! Now, come inside..."

"No, no..." Zheng Dayong chuckled sheepishly, "Tingting is waiting for me to come home for dinner..."

"Hehe..." Sun Fangfang smiled slightly, "Your Tingting is five months pregnant now, right???"

"Mmm..." Zheng Dayong smiled shyly, his face full of happiness.

"Then I won't keep you any longer. Go home quickly, and remember to bring your wife over for lunch..." Sun Fangfang said with a smile.

"No need, right? Tingting isn't feeling well..." Zheng Dayong said, scratching his head shyly.

"Nonsense..." Sun Fangfang glared at him. "Look how spoiled your wife is! Does she never go out? Let me tell you, if she dares not come, I'll bring your brother Zhang Yang to catch you..."

"Yes, yes, I'll definitely come..." Zheng Dayong quickly replied with a smile.

"Remember, come on an empty stomach..." Sun Fangfang said with a smile.

"Okay, Sister Sun, I'm leaving now..." Zheng Dayong said, turning around and leaving.

Watching Zheng Dayong's retreating figure, Sun Fangfang smiled, carried the eggs into the yard, handed them to Jixiang, and then went out of the yard to retrieve eggs from the woodpile piled by the fence.

The firewood stack was made from this year's wheat straw. Yang Ming planted some wheat, and after the harvest, he piled the wheat straw outside the yard to use as firewood. Because during the harvest, there were always one or two grains of wheat left behind, the chickens liked to nest here. Firstly, the wheat straw was soft and comfortable to lie on, and secondly, they could dig out some food to eat. When it was time to lay eggs, they would lay them directly in the firewood stack.

The woodpile had long been a mess from being scratched by chickens. A thick layer of wheat straw covered the area around the woodpile, and in some places, there were clumps of chicken droppings, giving off a strange smell.

Sun Fangfang carefully stepped on the wheat straw, looking around to see where chickens had lain, as that place was likely to contain eggs.

She wasn't good at handling eggs, but she knew that stepping on an egg would definitely break it, so she walked very lightly, each step like a thief, until she felt there was nothing round under her feet before she stepped firmly.

"Hmm???" Sun Fangfang found a small dent at the base of the woodpile that had been rubbed. The straw in the dent was very smooth, except for some of the joints where there were wisps of down.

"Hehe, right here..." Sun Fangfang chuckled, bent down, and gently slipped her hand inside...

Sun Fangfang did not happily take the eggs out. The moment she put her hand into the nest, her smile froze on her face, her face turned deathly pale, and cold sweat poured down her back.

Trembling, Sun Fangfang pulled her hand out of the nest, and what she was clutching was a pink, fleshy ball the size of a table tennis ball.

The moment Sun Fangfang saw the little ball of flesh, she suddenly wasn't afraid at all; instead, she found the little thing quite cute.

"Is this a mouse???" Sun Fangfang looked the ball of flesh in her hand up and down. The only thing she was sure of was that the little thing in her hand was probably a rodent.

"Isn't this the little rascal???" Sister-in-law Tie, who had arrived early to start work, exclaimed in surprise when she saw the little ball of flesh in Sun Fangfang's hand.

"Why are you swearing at me???" Sun Fangfang didn't react for a moment, thinking that Sister-in-law Tie was cursing at her.

"I swore at someone??? When did I swore at someone???" Sister-in-law Tie asked, puzzled.

"You just called me a brat..." Sun Fangfang's expression was a little unpleasant.

"Why would I curse you??? I said what you're holding is a brat..." Sister-in-law Tie pouted, "You don't even know what a brat is???"

"Huh???" Sun Fangfang blushed, looking at the little ball of flesh in her hand. "I thought it was a mouse..."

"Mice are much smaller, the size of a pigeon egg, and their fur is already fully grown..." Sister Tie said.

"Well, I don't know anything about these things..." Sun Fangfang smiled shyly.

"I understand, I understand. It's normal for city people to have never seen a rabbit before. We country folk don't know many rabbits either..." Sister Tie smiled, walked over to Sun Fangfang, squatted down, and whispered, "Sister, I heard Qingqing gave birth to twins yesterday, a boy and a girl???"

"Yes..." Sun Fangfang nodded with a smile, put the little rabbit down, reached into the nest again, and pulled out another little rabbit. "They were born yesterday. They were restless for a day and a half, but thankfully, God protected them, and both mother and baby are alright..."

"A day and a half???" Sister Tie's face was filled with astonishment. "That's 36 hours..."

"No..." Sun Fangfang put the baby rabbit down and continued rummaging through the rabbit's burrow. "It's 18 hours..."

"Oh..." Sister Tie breathed a sigh of relief, "That's better..."

"It was quite a ordeal, and she bled a lot. My brother was so worried about her that he didn't really care for the baby after it was born..." Sun Fangfang said, pursing her lips.

"Sigh...that's how all fathers are..." Sister Tie pouted. "When our child was first born, my husband and I weren't very fond of him either..."

"Now that you mention it, I remember, Zhang Yang in our family didn't like children at first either..." Sun Fangfang pulled out another little rabbit.

"There's a saying, 'It's better to raise a child than to be a blood relative.' These feelings are cultivated little by little; they don't just appear out of thin air..." Sister Tie said.

"That makes sense..." Sun Fangfang thought for a moment and nodded.

"Why are you taking these things out? They won't survive..." Sister Tie reminded Sun Fangfang as she kept taking out the baby rabbits.

"Hey, just playing around..." Sun Fangfang didn't take it seriously. Maybe these little rascals wouldn't survive in Tie Saozi's hands, but they might survive in hers. As long as she gave them some dragon eggs, raising them would be no problem at all.

"Then you go ahead and play, I'll go check on the shed..." Sister Tie said, standing up to go check on the shed.

Sun Fangfang took all the baby rabbits out of the nest. There were six in total, all of them pink and tender little chubby balls, looking exceptionally cute.

"Hehe..." Sun Fangfang was about to pick up the little rascal and get up to leave when she suddenly remembered her original purpose. She slapped her forehead and said regretfully, "I forgot, I still need to collect the eggs..."

Sun Fangfang crouched down and circled the woodpile. On the shady side, she was lucky enough to find an egg laid in the open air. She picked it up with delight, only to find that the eggshell was covered with chicken droppings, which had long since dried and even had a broken piece of wheat straw stuck to it.

"This is a fresh egg..." Looking at the egg covered in chicken droppings and straw, Sun Fangfang smiled proudly, holding it happily in her hand, while her eyes carefully searched the woodpile.

"Hmm???" Soon, Sun Fangfang made another discovery. Under the base of the firewood stack, the soil underneath was exposed because the chickens had been scrambling around. They had even dug a hole in the soil, and in that hole, three eggs were placed.

"There really are some..." Sun Fangfang quickly took out the three eggs. "Now there are four, enough to eat..." Thinking of the delicious steamed egg custard, Sun Fangfang couldn't help but swallow and giggle.

Speaking of steamed egg custard, it's simple to make, but the one Jixiang made is the one she can't forget. She watched Jixiang make it, and the process wasn't unusual at all, but the taste was exceptionally good. She even tried to make it the same way Jixiang made it, but...

So, Sun Fangfang, carrying the eggs and six little rabbits, happily went into the yard...

"Are you feeling any better?" Wei Qingqing sat on the floor, holding Yang Ming's head on her lap and gently massaging his temples.

"Much better..." Yang Ming smiled slightly. After a night of recovery, Yang Ming's muscles had softened a bit, and he was able to make some expressions.

To be honest, it's really unfair that Yang Ming ended up like this. His physical strength is exceptionally strong, that's undeniable. However, with his mind distracted, his body reacted instinctively, constantly changing with his emotions. And his emotions, in turn, fluctuated with Wei Qingqing's cries of pain, which led to this tragedy...

His blood flow was sometimes slow and sometimes slow, and his endocrine system was constantly changing. As a result, an endocrine disorder was inevitable. Yang Ming was lucky that he only had muscle stiffness in the end. If their son had been delayed for several more hours, it was really hard to say what would have happened to Yang Ming...

It's important to understand that although Yang Ming's body is incredibly strong, even to the point of being indestructible by ordinary external forces, if an accident occurs from within his body, then nothing will be of any use...

A thousand-mile dike can be breached by an ant hole; internal collapse is what's truly fatal...

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