I am a primitive

But what makes people have to accept is that after the chicken was manipulated like this, there was nothing wrong with it, and then it went to find something to eat.

And an egg was laid that day.

Compared with appetizing, what Han Cheng used on this rooster at this time is really nothing.

Looking at the still intoxicated chicken, Han Cheng hurried to find the stored eggs, lest this guy sober up too quickly and have to drink again later.

After closing the door and staring at the gap for a while, Han Cheng picked out fifteen fertile eggs,

Find a few bricks, build a nest in a corner of the chicken nest, and put soft hay inside, put fifteen eggs in it carefully, and pile them into a small pile as much as possible.

Then take the rooster that has not woken up from the wine, put it in the chicken coop, and use a bamboo sieve to buckle it. Two heavy bricks are pressed on the bamboo sieve.

In case this guy wakes up and struggles indiscriminately.

When Han Cheng was doing these things, all the chickens in the chicken coop ran aside, stood there and stretched their necks to look here, looking like a senior melon eater.

After finishing all this, Han Cheng waited here for a while, then left here with the curious and expectant Wu.

Whether it can be done or not depends on tomorrow.

In the afternoon, the rooster woke up, fluttered inside a few times, and found that the bamboo sieve covering it could not be removed, then calmed down, lying on the egg obediently, using its own body temperature to warm the cold eggs. egg.

Han Cheng has been very worried about this matter. He came over a few times in the middle, and seeing that this guy has always been honest, he slowly relieved his mind.

In the afternoon of the second day, Han Cheng thought that things should be almost done, so he removed the brick and the bamboo sieve to see the guy's condition.

After the sieve was removed, the guy really didn't jump up, and was still lying obediently in the nest, but his expression was a little dull.

I don't know if it's because the wine hasn't fully sobered up, or if I've noticed some uncomfortable changes in myself.

Han Cheng looked at the rooster, and the rooster looked at him too, but it didn't have the vigor it used to.

After not looking at Han Cheng for a long time, he lowered his head shyly for a while, and hooked a slightly exposed egg in with his mouth, completely covering his body.

Unlike the previous one who was flamboyant and uninhibited, he completely talked in two ways, and he couldn't see the slightest arrogance.

Such a big contrast before and after, even Han Cheng didn't expect it at all, this guy entered the role too fast, right?

Sure enough, it is even lucky to cut it off for Yongzhi.

Han Cheng, who watched here for a while, couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

In order to comfort this guy, Han Cheng specially grabbed some good millet, put it in the broken bowl used to anesthetize the rooster, and placed it in front of the rooster that was hatching eggs.

If in the past, seeing such good food, this guy would immediately rush over like an arrow, but now he is lying there motionless, not intending to move his mouth.

Eighty percent of it was caused by the millet mixed with alcohol and had a psychological shadow.

Thinking this way, Han Cheng waited for a while and left here with Wu.

He felt that the rooster might be a little shy after going through these things just now, and needed to be given a relatively separate space.

After the two giants, Han Cheng and Wu, left, the rest of the chickens standing by stretching their necks to watch the show tilted their heads and stared at the cock that was hatching eggs.

The two sides watched quietly like this, and the atmosphere was a little strange for a while.

After this kind of staring continued for a while, the rooster began to resist the temptation of delicious food, and tentatively moved towards the small bowl.

After several times of probing and seeing that this guy was lying there motionless, he finally got the courage to take a bite of millet.

After taking a mouthful, he looked up vigilantly for a while, and then took another mouthful.

As soon as this head was opened, the other three roosters also came to join their mouths.

The rooster who had lost his temper just lay there obediently warming the eggs, watching from the sidelines, without any sign of wanting to fight.

I don’t know if I remembered that I became like this after eating the millet in this bowl, and I also wanted to let these guys follow in its footsteps...

The rooster that was nestling and hatching eggs finally got up, and it limped out of the chicken coop. It didn't know that the wound hadn't healed yet, and its legs were numb because it had been lying down for too long.

When it got up, all the chickens in the coop stopped and stared blankly at it.

The rooster also felt the difference. It ate food, drank water, moved its legs, looked at the other chickens, and wanted to join in the fun instead of going to the chicken coop.

It's just that I don't know why, but I didn't control my legs, and after a while, I went back to hatching eggs again.

Facing this group of little hens that had fascinated him infinitely and fought many times, now he just feels dull.

Tossing around with this group of little hens, where is the joy of hatching eggs?

After it went back to lie down again, the quiet chicken coop returned to its previous appearance.

Gradually, as time went by, the rest of the chickens in the pen got used to this guy's amazing transformation.

A little hen that used to be a member of this guy's harem couldn't forget this guy's kindness. After eating, it began to dangle in front of this guy's eyes.

Want to get this guy's attention, be merry and merry again.

After swaying like this for a while, the rooster, who was concentrating on hatching eggs, finally reacted, stretched out his head and touched the little hen's head with his pointed beak, and the little hen immediately squatted down on the ground obediently.

However, the familiar thing didn't happen, and what followed was this guy's constant caressing on the hen's head with his mouth, just like a good sister combing the hair on her head.

After a while, the rooster withdrew its beak and continued to concentrate on hatching the eggs.

It took a while for the little hen to stand up from the ground and go away dizzy: I want to sleep with you, but you want to be my sister?

The rooster lowered its head and hooked a slightly exposed egg under its body with its mouth, so that it could better experience the warmth of the father's love.

Looking at the dizzy hen leaving, the rooster turned his head.

This shameless little hoof, that kind of thing, where is the hatching egg that fascinates the chicken?

In the following days, the hen came and wandered around several times, and finally accepted the change,

Therefore, such a scene would happen in the chicken coop from time to time - a rooster laying in the coop and hatching eggs, a hen lying beside it, and the two guys groomed each other's feathers from time to time, as affectionate as little sisters generally……

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Spring is getting stronger and stronger. When some flowers wither and drift along the water, the birds returning to the south also start to return from the south in large numbers.

At this time, the living space of the birds is huge, and the human beings who have not yet risen are not enough to threaten their survival.

They have a wide enough world to live and fly.

It is also because of this that when flocks of birds fly by, they are all black and dense, screaming loudly, leaving behind some falling feathers and droppings from the sky, chirping and going away noisily.

There are only a few pitiful things here and there, which rarely happen.