"Vomit--" Chang Jiabao was stuffed with raw chicken intestines all over his mouth, and the fishy smell suddenly filled his mouth and nose. The sticky and soft touch made him unable to stop vomiting.

"Ah--" My aunt didn't expect Chang Qi to do this. She screamed and immediately pulled her son over and patted her back, "Spit it out quickly, hurry!"

Chang Qi's mother heard the sound and ran out of the house with her shoes. She wore a coarse brocade skirt and a hairpin with her hair. Her face was pale and her steps were sloppy, so she could not hide her beauty.

Just because she was so beautiful, Chang Qi's grandmother insisted on naming her daughter Chang E, saying that her daughter is comparable to the fairy in the Moon Palace. Chang Qi has always believed that her mother is a fairy!

"What's wrong?" Chang E pulled her son to her side before her sister-in-law pushed Chang Qi, and asked in a stern voice, "What's the trouble?"

"My cousin wants to eat the chicken I bought, so I will give it to him." Chang Qi said innocently.

"You bastard, stuff raw chicken intestines into your cousin's mouth. That thing is so dirty. It will cause chicken plague if you eat it!" My aunt scooped water with a scoop and asked her to rinse her mouth. Only then did she have the time to scold Chang Qi. She pinched the chicken intestines spit out by Chang Jiabao on the ground and gave it to Chang Qi, "Try it yourself! Try it yourself!"

Chang E frowned and pulled the child back.

"I have an affair with someone and have a bastard, and I also act as a treasure, bullying my brother's son, tsk..." The wife of the Zhang family next door hugged her arms and watched the fun, and said loudly.

"That's right, if it's me, I'll strangle that wild species to death and go to the river by myself." Her mother-in-law also slandered her lips and said sarcastic words.

The Zhang family has a good relationship with their aunt and often talks sarcastic words together.

"Vomit--" Chang Jiabao had just stopped vomiting, but when he saw his mother picking out the chicken intestines from the vomit, he couldn't help but vomit again.

Chang E gritted her teeth and raised her hand to hit Chang Qi's butt: "Why are you so disobedient? Your noble father, I don't know when to pick us up. If you get into trouble like this, how can you survive until then? How many times have you said that, why don't you listen to me if you give in to my brother?"

While talking, he slapped, and the slap fell on his clothes and made a "bang bang" sound. Chang E's voice was a little sharp, and she raised her voice and shouted clearly at this moment, and the neighbors all heard it clearly.

The Zhang family shrank their heads. They heard that Chang Qi's father was a great nobleman. Recently, Chang E didn't mention it, but they forgot about it.

The moment the slap fell on his body, Chang Qi was stunned for a moment, and cried out with a "wow". The crying was particularly shrill, which scared his aunt.

Seeing that the child was crying pitifully, the neighbor was a little reluctant. Aunt Qiu, who was opposite the door, came out to persuade him to make peace: "Miss Chang, stop beating. The child is so young, he can't stand such a beating!"

Chang Qi is beautiful, with big tears falling down, and his eyes are red and his nose is red, which makes people feel distressed.

Many neighbors came up to persuade him. Chang Qi's uncle happened to come back. Seeing that there were another group of people in front of his house, he quickly stepped forward and asked, "What's going on?"

It's strange that Chang E is as beautiful as a fairy, but her brother is big and thick, even a little ugly, and doesn't look like a brother or sister at all.

"Changsheng, you are back. Please persuade your sister quickly. The child will be damaged in a while. Your wife will insist on refusing!" Aunt Qiu was already a little angry.

Aunt Qiu is the wife of Mr. Qiu. Mr. Qiu has a high status in this farm, and everyone is also a little respectful of Aunt Qiu.

"Mom, I was wrong...Woo woo..." Chang Qi continued to scream, very pitiful.

Chang Sheng looked at his extremely miserable nephew, then looked at his wife with a arrogant look. The neighbors around him were still pointing fingers, and his face was a little uneasy. "Okay, okay, stop making trouble!" He stretched out his hand and pulled the girl away, turned around and scolded his wife, "Is it not embarrassing enough to cause trouble every day?"

Chang E didn't say anything anymore and pulled Chang Qi, who was still thrusting, back to her house.

After entering the house and closing the door, Chang E looked at Chang Qi who was still crying. She couldn't help rolling her eyes and poked his forehead and pointed: "Okay, little turtle, I'm still pretending!"

Chang Qi blinked, glanced at the door, reached out to wipe her face, dust mixed with tears, and made a small face look even more pitiful, but there was no sadness on her face, and she smiled and handed half of the chicken in her hand: "Let's stew chicken soup!"

"I know how to eat!" Chang E glared at him, took a cloth towel and wet it, covering it with her whole body and wiped her face like a table.

Chang Qi looked up and wiped it with his mother.

"You are sick, you have to eat something good..." Chang Qi said muffled through the cloth towel. Seeing that his mother did not respond, he said blindly, "When I grow up, I will take you away."

Chang E took off the cloth towel and bounced her son's finger: "Where can you go? This world is not martial, and it is hard to move forward. If you want to learn martial arts from your uncle, you won't learn it well."

Chang Qi curled his lips. His uncle only knew some foreign kung fu, and he was a coolie to practice to the top: "I will definitely become the most famous hero in the world. Then, I will open a thousand acres of chicken farm and eat chicken every meal!"

Chang E, who was carrying the chicken into the pot, burst out laughing: "Okay, I'll wait for our chicken-raising hero to become famous in the world."

Chang Qi sat proudly on the table, swaying back and forth with his two short legs hanging down.

After a pot of chicken soup was cooked, Chang'e took out the chicken legs and placed them alone in a bowl. Half of the chicken, only one leg, was gone. Turning back to see her thin son sitting on the table, frowned, put the chicken legs back into the pot, took out the chicken wings and put them in the bowl.

"You eat first, I'll give your uncle something." Chang'e poured the whole pot of meat and soup into the soup bowl and placed it on the table. She couldn't put the things in summer and had to finish it. The mother and son didn't care much about it, so they just ate it in the pot.

Chang Qi looked at the thick porcelain bowl in his mother's hand, and there was a chicken wing in a bowl of chicken soup. He knew that he was going to give it to Chang Jiabao, so he jumped off the ground and said, "Eat first, I'll give it to you after you finish."

Let’s eat yourself first before talking about it, so as not to have any troubles in the middle. This is the principle of common kinship.

The mother and son had enough food and drink, and half of the chicken was gnawed all over, leaving only the chicken wings left for Chang Jiabao and a chicken butt. Chang Qi wrapped the chicken butt in oil paper and put it in his arms, and took the bowl of chicken soup to the front yard.

He took out the medicine powder he bought in the town. Chang Qi bit his lip and thought about it, but didn't put it in, but just spit some saliva in.

"Uncle, my mother asked me to give it to my brother for food." Chang Qi had a pair of peach blossom eyes, and a light pink blush at the end of his eyes. He had just cried and looked more and more obvious. He raised the thick porcelain bowl over his head with both hands and looked up at his uncle with big red eyes, looking extremely well-behaved.

Chang Sheng looked at such a nephew and felt very sorry: "Xiao Qi will eat it yourself, Jiabao has eaten."

Chang Qi didn't speak, but still held the bowl.

My uncle had to reach out, take the bowl of chicken soup, reach out and touch it in his arms, and give Chang Qi two pieces of cake he bought in the town today.

"Thank you uncle." Chang Qi held the two cakes and turned around and left, leaving the yard, and headed towards

Walk to the plum garden on the east side of the chicken farm.

Because the wife of the head of the Vajra Sect likes to eat plums, a piece of plum tree reads was planted in the farm. It is the season when the plums are yellow, and the sweet fragrance can be smelled from afar, which is very tempting.

There are many children in the farm, but none of them dare to steal plum food, because the person guarding the plum garden is a weird old man with an ugly appearance. People don’t know his name and name, so they all call him old man Mei.

"Old man Mei, Old man Mei!" Chang Qi crawled into the gap in the fence and stood under the plum tree and shouted loudly.

"What's the noise?" An old and hoarse voice came from the broken hut. Soon, an old man with a hunchbacked body and a blind eye walked out of the house.

Chang Qi ran over and took out the chicken butt wrapped in oil paper and the two cakes given by his uncle: "For you to eat."

"Stupid brat, why are there only chicken butts?" Old man Mei found a tree root and squatted, picked up the chicken butt and sniffed it.

"I finally found a little chicken, but my aunt snatched it away, leaving only a little bone and chicken butt. I have to stew the bones for my mother, and I will give you the chicken butt." Chang Qi curled his lips.

"Hmph, you know what you know," Old Man Mei ate the chicken's butt with great pleasure, pulled out a broken book from under the tree, and threw it to Chang Qi with soil, "I will remember the eighteenth sentence today."

It was a very old book with ragged pages and five big words "Tianyan Wanxiang Gong" written on the cover. At first, when I saw this book in Meiyuan, Chang Qi thought he had obtained a peerless secret book, so excited that he didn't fall asleep all night. Later, he asked the gangsters in the town and found out that this Tianyan Gong is the basic technique for introductory internal skills, and all disciples of Qi Sect have to learn it.

Although it is a basic exercise, only Old Man Mei can do it in the entire farm. Chang Qi still learned it very seriously, and at least he could recognize words.

"Gather the energy of heaven and earth in Shaoyang acupoint..." Old Man Mei chewed the chicken's butt and read the sentences in the book.

"What do you pronounce this word?" Chang Qi pointed to a word in the book.

"That's the 'gang', the gang of the Tiangang and the Earth Demon... Hey! Why did you see the back?" Old Man Mei realized that this kid was almost seeing the last page.

"I will recognize the words." Chang Qi smiled and returned the book to Old Man Mei, patted his butt and stood up, followed a few plums and ran away.

"Steal Meizi again, stop!" Old Man Mei got up and wanted to chase after her, but Chang Qi was running out of sight.

When I returned, I passed by the Zhang family's yard. It sounded quite lively. The Zhang family's wife was still shouting at her son: "Don't play with Chang Qi in the future, do you know? His mother is an indecent woman..."

The next morning, just as the sky was dawn, Chang Qi crawled out of the quilt, rubbed his eyes, picked up the kettle on the table and fed a few sips of cold water, then picked up the straw basket in front of the door and went to the chicken farm. He had to pick up eggs early in the morning, and he picked up more early.

"Xiao Qi always picked up the most." Dad Qiu smiled and counted the children's results. Each of them gave an egg, which could be cooked or raw. Chang Qi got two because he picked up the most.

The other children were a little envious of the raw one in their arms and the cooked ones.

The son of the Zhang family and Chang Jiabao gathered together and muttered, while the other children were surrounded by Chang Qi.

"Chang Qi, yesterday your mother said your father was a great nobleman, what kind of nobleman is he?" a child asked curiously.

"Speak up and scare you to death!" Chang Qi sneered, "I tell you that my mother is a fairy blessed by God. If anyone says bad things about my mother, she will definitely have sores in her mouth and tongue and pus in the soles of her feet."

"Really or not?" Someone didn't believe it.
Chapter completed!