Zhou Huaishan...

The hairless chicken tried to escape, but Zhou Huaishan was afraid that it would scream. At the moment when the chicken struggled and jumped out, a hungry wolf in Zhou Huaishan pounced on the chicken, pounced on it, and covered the chicken tightly with his shirt.

"I knocked it out at that time. Seeing that it didn't move, I thought it was dead. Damn, I didn't expect that the hair was pulled and I was still alive!"

Zhou Qing covered her head with a quilt and laughed at a chicken and screamed.

Zhou Huaishan covered the chicken and couldn't help laughing.

In the end, the two of them didn't eat beggar chicken either. Zhou Qing put the chicken in the kitchen. She planned to stew it early tomorrow morning.

After giving Zhou Huaishan a few words, Zhou Qing went to Zhou Yao's house to sleep.

The Zhou family’s big house has always been unworking.

Zhou Huaishan and Zhou Huailin are responsible for farming, Zhao and Zhou Yao are responsible for growing vegetables, and Zhou Qing takes Zhou Ping to be responsible for three meals a day, raising pigs, chickens, washing clothes, etc.

The next morning.

As usual, Zhou Qing got up early and started to sweep the yard and cook.

Sun lay on the kang and listened to the movement outside, sneering at Mr. Zhou, "What did I say? The second child is pretending. You have to hire a doctor, so you can't start this. There is only so much money at home. Brother Yuan doesn't have enough study, so how can you have spare money?"

Mr. Zhou sighed, "Be kind to the second and third brothers in the future."

Sun spat, "I'm not a stepmother!"

As I spoke, it was bright.

As soon as Sun started, Wang rushed in.

"Did the second wife know that they were wrong?"

"Mom, Qingyao stewed the chicken!"

When Sun heard this, he was so anxious that he almost spit out an old blood.

She kept the chicken and laid eggs.

Even if you want to stew, you have to wait for Zhou Yuan to come back and stew for Zhou Yuan to eat.

"That little bastard! I was determined to piss me off!" Sun Shi was so angry that her whole body trembled and rushed out to the kitchen.

Wang followed closely behind.

When Sun rushed into the kitchen, the three-bedroom family had already settled down.

Zhou Ping looked at the big pot brought out by Zhou Qing, "Sister, I'm eating chicken when I get up early? I'm not yet my birthday."

Zhou Qing put the basin on the table and patted Zhou Ping on the head, "Are there many question marks on his head?"

"Who asked you to kill the chicken!" Sun stood at the door and roared.
Chapter completed!