"What adjective did you use when you tricked me out?"

Damian forced himself to calm down in the noisy surroundings filled with the calls of domestic animals. He folded his arms and looked at the dirty goose in the cage, his face blank for a moment.

"A pet with strong attack power, strong territorial awareness, but also loyal and majestic." He repeated what I said word by word, and his tone gradually became murderous.

I groaned, touched my chin, and fell into deep thought of the group of dirty geese in front of me.

"Isn't it?" I asked after thinking about it.

"Where! Li! Yes!" I felt that Damian's tone was full of anger, and I was sent to add a fire to it.

"Bitting by a goose is very painful. Anyone who has been chased by a goose knows that it is very aggressive. And it only bites those who tease it and those who run into its territory, not its owner." I explain (sophistry) each adjective in my words.

"As for the prestige..." I paused, and then said loudly, "A big goose with head held high, walking swaggeringly, and singing sonorously is following behind! It's not majestic at all!"

The big geese in the cage seemed to understand that I was praising them, and after I finished speaking, they scrambled to be the first to start calling.

For a while, it seemed that only the 3D quacking of the big geese was left in the livestock market.

...Sonic attack is nothing more than this.

I covered my ears and took a step back quietly thinking I was hiding.

The owner of these geese is a fat white woman with a headscarf and a smile on her face.

Seeing that I covered my ears from the noise of these geese, she knocked on the iron cage that closed the geese.

The knocking sound of "bang bang" startled the goose, and the goose hooting became a little bit softer.

"Hello, I want to ask if you have any newborn goslings here." I stepped forward to talk.

"Not so small. This batch of geese has just come out of the market, three months." The boss looked at me: "It's useless to buy geese that are so small. If you can't eat them, you have to keep them."

"I'd like a smaller one. School needs to do experiments," I explained.

"There are a batch of goose eggs still hatching on the farm. If you want, you can take one back and hatch it yourself, or wait for two days to hatch and come back to see it." The boss said.

"Ah, okay, thank you, let's take a look." I pulled Damian and left the booth.

During my conversation with the boss, Damian has been observing the group of geese with folded arms, as if trying to find any one in the group that fits my description.

But the group of geese did not look very imposing, and then he was dragged by me to walk around the stalls selling geese with a bad face.

I don’t know if it’s because of my bad luck. I searched the entire animal husbandry market but couldn’t find any newborn goslings.I had no choice but to go to the boss at the beginning and plan to ask her to order a gosling.

At this time, a group of high-pitched "quacks" sounded from far and near, and a big white goose walked on the road with its head held high, its feathers smooth and beautiful, and its body strong.It was followed by a group of geese slightly smaller than itself, and behind the geese was a man holding a long branch.

A pompous leader of a flock of geese and his little brothers.

"Am I right?" I grabbed Damian, who was looking at the arrogant white goose, "A pet with strong attack power, strong territorial awareness, and also loyal and majestic."

-

We went back to the owner who sold the geese. Damian looked looking forward to it. He walked quickly and started talking to the owner before I did.

This time it was my turn to stare blankly at the big goose in the cage.

It didn't take long, however, for Damian to stand in front of me again.

"Follow up." He cherishes words like gold.

The boss gave some instructions to the boss at the stall next to her, then took off the worn apron on her body, put the apron on the cage, and walked in front of Damian to lead the way.

"?" I followed Damian in a daze, and Damian followed the boss: "Where are we going?"

"Go and see my goose," said Damian. "I will pick the strongest egg myself and hatch it."

"Just buy an egg... the boss is willing to accompany you to make trouble?" I asked.

"Iamrich," he said.

"Okay, fine." I shrugged: "If you have money, you are the boss."

The boss's farm is not far from the animal husbandry market. There is a small pond near the farm, where some ducks and geese are catching fish and swimming.By the pond sat a man sleeping with a hat over his face.

The boss took Damian and me into the farm. The farm was clean and tidy, and it was not as messy as I imagined because of the large number of livestock breeding.

The hatchery she used to incubate goose eggs is also in this large farm. Damian and I followed her into the hatchery and came to the work area where the goose eggs were hatched.

"How do you find the love egg of your dream?" I looked at the "egg sea" in front of me and asked Damian.

"Every egg here has been carefully screened to ensure that every egg is healthy." The boss took the opportunity to sell her goose eggs.

"Ah, that's right." I suddenly remembered, turned my head and asked the boss: "I think the environment of your farm is pretty good. Why are the geese in the animal husbandry market messy and dirty?"

The boss sighed: "That flock of geese is the most troublesome flock of geese I have ever raised. When I let them out of the cage this morning, they scrambled one by one to get into the mud pond next door and fought in it. Goose feathers and muddy water flew all over the sky. .I really don’t want to keep them anymore, anyway, they have reached the age of slaughter, so I just lower the price and get rid of them.”

Uh... how should I put it.

Bear children don't distinguish between humans and animals, and they will always be trouble fighters in the race.

"Have they bred? I want their eggs." Damian asked.

"It's matched, but..." the boss hesitated, "I don't know which batch of eggs they laid."

"The love eggs in your dream were born by them?" I asked.

"They are aggressive, and their offspring will naturally have this gene, even if they don't have this gene, they are better than other geese. As long as I train a little bit, they will be the strongest geese in the world." Damian explained.

The legendary tiger father has no dogs and sons can also be used in the fighting power of geese. Damian, you are really a logic genius!

The logic genius Damian found his dream love egg numbered 233 with the help of his money skills and the staff of the incubator room. I don’t know how he picked it, but this egg must be that egg. The largest and whitest egg laid by geese.

"Do you really want to take it back to hatch? What if it doesn't hatch?" I asked Damian. At this time, there was a small worry in my heart. In case—I mean in case—the egg died unfortunately. What about my homework and Damian's world's number one goose if it didn't hatch?

"There are still a few days before this egg can hatch, and three days at the latest, if it doesn't hatch, you can come to me to buy a newborn gosling." The boss said.

It seems that the boss is not confident that Damian can successfully hatch the gosling, and has even helped us figure out what to do if the eggs do not hatch in the next few days.

Generally speaking, at this time, I should just say to the boss: "Thank you for your kindness, but I believe in my brother's hatching skills."

However, I actually have doubts about whether the gosling can be successfully hatched by Damian, so——

"Okay." I said to the boss with a smile: "Then let's take this egg away today, and reserve a strong goose at your side."

Damian frowned dissatisfiedly when he heard my words, and retorted: "What are you talking about? I don't need..."

Before he could say anything later, I quickly covered his mouth, "It's nothing, please pack this egg for us, just pack the incubator needed for incubation with the egg."

The boss, a native of Gotham with a strong psychological quality, is not surprised by the brother-in-law fight that is about to happen in front of her eyes, and only leaves one sentence: "If you want to fight, go outside to fight in the open land".

The boss walked away, and Damian struggled under my clutches: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

I let go of my hand angrily, and Damian immediately turned around and took two steps back, keeping a safe distance from me.

"I can hatch Michael, don't insult him with an egg that is not as good as Michael." Damian said.

"It hasn't hatched yet," I said, "you thought up a name for it first?"

"Because I believe in his determination to come to this world and meet me." Damian said.

"Love at first sight is never so fast!" I was shocked, "And why is your speech so girlish!"

"And he hasn't broken his shell yet!" I scolded Damian.

I don't know why, but I always feel that Damian Wayne who said such words has already spread his wings on the edge of OOC.

"To shut up!"

Under my three consecutive reprimands, he couldn't bear to hold back two words.

I don't know if my younger brother who is too overhanded will become angry and fight with me.

At this time, the boss passed by carrying the incubator and had a serious "goose egg handover ceremony" with Damian.

This goose egg officially settled in Wayne and was renamed Michael Wayne.

-

We left the farm with Michael still in the egg, and the family driver was on his way to pick us up.

I suddenly remembered, and asked, "What will the goslings eat after they are born? Should we ask the owner of the farm to buy some goose feed?"

"Isn't this your homework?" Damian whispered.

"Complete your elective homework independently, take care of and record Michael's growth." Damian showed a nasty smile: "I heard what your teacher said."

"I am watching you."

Stay north!Gotham really has a Batman pink per capita! ! !

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