Sweet Planting Life of Two Young Masters

In the end, Fang Huai's impromptu exercise ended with Fang Huai pounced on the chicken.

Xiaohua croaked, the chicken wings fluttered, and the chicken feathers fluttered, but no matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't break free from Fang Huai's arms.

Xiaobai ran around Fang Huai, barking at him, with a more ferocious expression than before.

"Wow, woof, woof!" Let Xiao Hua go!

As a dog housekeeper who is in charge of the family's vegetable plot and chicken coop, Xiao Bai is very obliged to protect every vegetable and every chicken in the house!

Fang Huai struggled to hold the chicken and sat up, but he still didn't let go of his hands, and still held Xiaohua and didn't let go.

"Hey, this little flower is too lively. When the little flower was still there before, I didn't need much effort to catch it. How could this little flower run so fast, it almost killed me. "Fang Huai wiped the sweat from his forehead. It was winter, and it was freezing and snowy outside, so he was sweating all over.

Xiao Hua crowed a few times in his arms, pouted her buttocks, and saw that she was about to solve her physical problems, Fang Huai, who was already familiar with the habits of chickens and ducks, was startled, and quickly threw it out.

The hen flapped its wings and landed on the ground, then folded its wings again, did nothing, and walked away calmly.

Fang Huai didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Is this chicken already mature? Can it still deceive people?"

Fang Yan said to him from a distance: "When Xiaohua was a little chicken, you chased him every day, second brother. It is bigger than you since childhood, and you have already gained experience in chasing it. Can you not run fast? "

Fang Huai clapped his hands, stood up, and said calmly: "Don't be afraid, this little flower has been exercising so hard, and when I saw it, the chicken legs were also very strong."

Fang Yan: "..."

Oh yes, over the years, every little flower ended up as old hen soup on the dinner table.

The only pet in the family is Xiaobai. Although the chicken was given a name, Fang Yan has always raised her as food. When the first little flower was about to die, Fang's mother was worried that her little son would not be able to accept it. He had been worried for a long time, thinking day and night how to comfort his immature and soft little son, but Fang Yan acted as if nothing had happened, grabbed the old flower's wings, and sent it to the chef in the kitchen.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Fang Mu's mood was shattered at that time.

The pot of old hen soup was on the table, but she didn't even touch it. When she heard that Xiao Fang Yan disliked the chicken for being too old, her expression was even more desperate.

But it's not Fang Yan's fault.

Although he attaches great importance to the chickens and ducks at home, he only pays attention to food. After all, in the original small mountain village, a chicken is very precious property, and it will take a long time to feel distressed if it is lost. The reason why pets are reluctant to eat.Up to now, his concept has not changed. No matter how long the chickens and ducks at home have been raised, they are all delivered to the dining table in the end.

When Fang Huai entered the room, he took off his coat and asked the housekeeper to bring him a large glass of iced coke.

A large glass of iced Coke gurgled down his stomach, and he burped, releasing Coke-flavored gas.

Grandma Fang suddenly sat aside in disgust.

Fang Yan was still sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. Through the glass, he looked up at the sky for a while before saying, "It's snowing."

"So fast?" Fang Huai came over with a new glass of Coke, pulled a cushion, and sat down beside him, drinking while watching the snow: "When I just came back, it hadn't snowed yet."

Fang Yan said with a smile: "It's a good sign."

Fang Huai touched his chin, and agreed: "It's too dangerous to go out in snowy weather. If Brother Wang calls and scolds me later, I will use this reason to reject him."

"..."

"The safety of idols is also very important. If something happens to me, my fans will cry." Fang Huai said seriously: "It's Chinese New Year, it's not good to cry, for my fans For your sake, I should also take good care of my life, yes, that's it."

Fang Yan was speechless.

Fang Huai took out his mobile phone, took a picture outside, and when he lowered his head to take a photo, he said to Fang Yan: "Yanyan, send me the photos you took today."

Fang Yan responded, took out his phone to find the photo he just took, and sent it to Fang Huai.

The scene of Fang Huai chasing the chicken just now was a bit funny, so he took a few photos and sent them to Gu Rong, but Fang Huai unexpectedly found out.

After receiving the photo, Fang Huai quickly saved it, then sighed, "Why are your photography skills so rubbish?"

Fang Yan: "..."

Fang Huai opened the Photoshop software, added a filter to the photo and adjusted the color tone. It was obviously a wild picture, but he was stunned to show a bit of literary atmosphere.

After entering the entertainment industry, Fang Huai's P-picture skills have also become better and better.

After posting these photos, he added a paragraph and uploaded it on Weibo soon.Fang Yan heard his mobile phone ding-dong, reminding him that the person he followed posted a new Weibo.

Fang Huai glanced at him, and immediately said triumphantly, "Pay special attention?"

Fang Yan clicked on it, and responded casually.

Fang Huai patted him on the shoulder contentedly: "It should be, I knew it, you really care about my every move in the entertainment circle."

"Didn't the second brother ask me to download it?" Fang Yan was at a loss: "You asked me to follow you on Weibo at the beginning, did you forget?"

Fang Huai: "..."

Fang Huai: "No, don't you young people use Weibo?"

Fang Yan shook his head sincerely.

Fang Huai: "..."

Fang Huai said again: "Oh, I forgot, your daily routine is the same as that of the elderly, the same as grandma."

Even Fang's mother occasionally sleeps in, but his younger brother is different. He wakes up earlier than the dog every morning, runs out for morning exercises every day, and has a hobby of growing vegetables and raising chickens.

If it wasn't for the appearance of a young adult, Fang Huai would almost have thought that his younger brother was actually an old man.

Even Grandma Fang can count the fresh meat in the entertainment industry. It is estimated that Fang Yan can't name any celebrities except him.

Fang Huai sighed, and then, he heard the notification sound of the mobile phone beeping again.

Brother Wang: [You would rather chase chickens than work! ! ! ! 】

Fang Huai: "..."