"Ouch—" Chang Jiabao was stuffed with raw chicken intestines in his mouth, and the stench filled his nose and mouth immediately, and the sticky and soft touch made him vomit uncontrollably.
"Ah—" My aunt didn't expect Chang Qi to do this, she screamed, and immediately pulled her son over to pat his back, "Spit it out, hurry up!"
Chang Qi's mother heard the sound and ran out of the house with her shoes on. Wearing a thick bro skirt and a hairpin with thorn branches, her face is pale and her steps are vain, which can hardly hide her beauty.
Just because she was so beautiful, Chang Qi's grandmother insisted on naming her daughter Chang E, saying that her daughter was comparable to the fairy in the Moon Palace. Chang Qi has always believed that her mother is a fairy!
"What's the matter?" Before her sister-in-law pushed Chang Qi, Chang E pulled her son to her side and asked with a stern voice, "What happened again?"
"My cousin wants to eat the chicken I bought, so I'll give him a taste." Chang Qi said innocently.
"You bastard, put raw chicken intestines in your cousin's mouth. That thing is so dirty, you will get chicken plague if you eat it!" My aunt scooped up water and told my cousin to rinse his mouth. Qi, pick up the chicken intestines that Chang Jiabao spit out on the ground and give it to Chang Qi, "Try it yourself! Taste it yourself!"
Chang E frowned and took the child back a step.
"I had an affair with someone to give birth to a wild seed, be a baby, bully my brother's son, tsk tsk..." The next-door daughter-in-law of the Zhang family hugged her arms to watch the fun, and said tut tut in her mouth.
"That's right, if it were me, I would strangle that wild seed and go to the river myself." Her mother-in-law also curled her lips and said sarcastic words beside her.
The Zhang family has a good relationship with their aunt, and they often get together to talk sarcastically.
"Ouch—" Chang Jiabao had just stopped vomiting, and when he saw his mother picking up chicken intestines from the vomit, he couldn't help but vomit again.
Chang E gritted her teeth, raised her hand and hit Chang Qi's buttocks fiercely: "You child, why are you so disobedient! Your noble father doesn't know when he will come to pick up our mother and son. How can I live to that time! How many times have I said it, let my brother, why don't you listen!"
While talking and hitting, the slap landed on the clothes and made a "bang bang bang" sound. Chang E's voice was a bit sharp, but at this moment she raised her voice and shouted, and the neighbors could hear it clearly.
The Zhang family shrank their heads. They had heard that Chang Qi's father was a great man, but Chang E didn't mention it recently, but they forgot about it.
The moment the slap landed on his body, Chang Qi was stunned for a moment, and cried out with a "wow".
Seeing the child cry pitifully, the neighbors couldn't bear it. 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 good-looking, big tears fall down, her eyes are red and her nose is red, which makes people feel distressed.
Many neighbors came up to persuade them. It happened that Chang Qi's uncle came back. Seeing another group of people surrounding his house, they quickly stepped forward and asked, "What's going on?"
It's strange to say that Chang E looks like a fairy, but her brother is big and three thick, even a little ugly, and he doesn't look like a brother and sister at all.
"Changsheng, you're back, hurry up and persuade your sister, if you break the child in a while, your wife has to be relentless!" Aunt Qiu was already a little angry.
Aunt Qiu is Father Qiu's daughter-in-law. Father Qiu had a very high status in this farm, and everyone was in awe of Aunt Qiu.
"Mother, I was wrong... woo woo..." Chang Qi continued to howl miserably, very pitiful.
Chang Sheng looked at his miserable nephew, and then at his domineering daughter-in-law. The neighbors around him were still pointing at him, and his face was a little overwhelmed. "Okay, okay, stop making trouble!" He stretched out his hand to pull the girl away, turned his head and scolded his mother-in-law, "Isn't it shameful enough to cause trouble every day?"
Chang E didn't speak any more, and dragged Chang Qi, who was still flirting, and went back to her house.
After entering the room 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: "Okay, little bastard, pretend!"
Chang Qi blinked, glanced at the door, reached out and wiped it on his face, the dust mixed with tears, smeared a small face, and looked even more pitiful, but there was no more sadness on this face, and he smiled. Passing up the half chicken in his hand: "Let's stew chicken soup!"
"I know what to eat!" Chang E glared at him, took a cloth towel and wrung it wet, covering it up to wipe his face like a table.
Chang Qi raised her face and was wiped by her mother.
"You're sick, you need to eat something good..." Chang Qi said in a sullen voice through the cloth towel, seeing that her mother didn't respond, she said again without thinking, "When I grow up, I'll take you with me. go."
Chang E took off the cloth towel and flicked her son's finger: "Go, where can you go? You can't do martial arts in this world, and it's hard to walk. Let you learn martial arts from your uncle, but you don't study hard."
Chang Qi pouted, his uncle only knows some foreign kung fu, and he is also a coolie when he practiced to the top: "I will definitely become the most famous hero in the world, and then I will open a chicken farm of thousands of acres, and I will have chicken every day. eat!"
Chang E, who was carrying the chicken into the pot, burst out laughing: "Okay, I'll wait for our chicken master to become famous in the world."
Chang Qi sat proudly on the table, dangling his short legs back and forth.
After a pot of chicken soup was boiled, Chang E fished out the chicken legs and placed them in a separate bowl. Half a chicken, with only one leg, is gone when fished out. He turned his head to look at his skinny little son sitting on the table, frowned, put the chicken thighs back into the pot, fished out the chicken wings and put them in a bowl.
"You eat first, I'll bring something to your uncle." Chang E poured the whole pot of meat and soup into the soup bowl and placed it on the table. Summer things can't be put away, and they have to be eaten in one meal. The mother and son don't pay much attention to it, just eat it in a pot.
Chang Qi looked at the thick porcelain bowl in her mother's hand. There was also a chicken wing in the full bowl of chicken soup. Knowing that it was for Chang Jiabao to eat, she immediately jumped to the ground: "Eat first, and I'll deliver it after eating."
It's the principle of Changqi to eat when you are full first, so as not to have any branches in the middle.
The mother and son ate and drank enough, half of the chicken was completely eaten, leaving only the chicken wings for Chang Jiabao and a chicken butt. Chang Qi wrapped the chicken butt in oil paper and put it in his arms, and went to the front yard with the bowl of chicken soup.
Finding out the medicinal powder bought in the town, Chang Qi bit her lip and thought about it. She didn't put it in, but spit some saliva in it.
"Uncle, my mother asked me to bring it to my brother to eat." Chang Qi has a pair of peach blossom eyes and a light pink blush at the end of her eyes. She just cried, and it looks more and more obvious. He raised the thick porcelain bowl above his head with both hands, and looked up at his uncle with his big red eyes, looking extremely well-behaved.
Chang Sheng looked at such a nephew and felt very sorry: "Xiao Qi eat by himself, Jiabao has eaten."
Chang Qi didn't speak, still holding the bowl.
Uncle had to stretch out his hand, took the bowl of chicken soup, touched it in his arms, and gave Chang Qi two pieces of cakes he bought in the town today.
"Thank you, uncle." Chang Qi held the two cakes and turned to leave, walked out of the yard, and walked to the plum garden on the east side of the chicken farm.
Because the wife of King Kong Sect likes to eat plums, a plum tree is planted in this farm. It is the season of plum yellow, and the sweet aroma can be smelled from a distance, which is really tempting.
There were many children in the farm, but none of them dared to steal plums to eat, because the man who guarded the plum garden was a strange and ugly old man. People didn't know his name and they called him Old Man Mei.
"Old Man Mei, Old Man Mei!" Chang Qi got in through the gap in the fence and shouted loudly while standing under the plum tree.
"What's the noise!" An old, hoarse voice came from the shabby hut, and after a while, an old man with a rickety figure, walking on a slope and blind in one eye, swayed 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: "I'll give it to you."
"Stinky boy, why are there only chicken butts!" Old Man Mei found a tree root and squatted, picked up the chicken butt and smelled it.
"I managed to find a little chicken, but my aunt snatched it away, leaving only a little bone and chicken butt. The bones have to be stewed for my mother, and the chicken butt is for you." Chang Qi pouted.
"Hmph, you're acquainted," Old Man Mei ate the chicken butt with great taste, pulled out a broken book from under the tree, and threw it to Chang Qi with dirt, "I'll teach you the eighteenth sentence today, remember it. "
It was a very outdated book with tattered pages and five big characters "Tian Yan Wanxiang Gong" written on the cover. When he first saw this book in Meiyuan, Chang Qi thought he had obtained the secret book, and was so excited that he didn't fall asleep all night. After inquiring with the gangsters in the town, I found out that today's Yan Gong is the basic training method for introductory internal skills, and all disciples of Qi Zong must learn it.
Although it is a basic exercise, only old man Mei knows how to do it in the whole farm. Chang Qi still follows it very seriously, and at least he can read and write.
"Gathering the energy of heaven and earth, in Shaoyang acupoint..." Old Man Mei gnawed at the chicken butt, and read the sentences in the book.
"What does this word read?" Chang Qi pointed to a word on the book.
"That's 'gang', the gang of heaven and earth... Hey! You kid, why did you see the back!" Only then did Old Man Mei realize that this kid was almost at the last page.
"I know how to read." Chang Qi smiled and returned the book to Old Man Mei, patted his butt, stood up, and ran away after a few plums.
"Stealing plums again, stop for me!" Old man Mei got up and wanted to chase, but Chang Qi had already run away.
When I went back and passed by Zhang's yard, it was quite lively inside. The Zhang family's wife was still yelling at her son: "You are not allowed to play with Chang Qi in the future, you know? His mother is a disrespectful woman..."
The next morning, when it was just dawn, Chang Qi crawled out of the bed, rubbed his eyes, took a few gulps of cold water from the kettle on the table, then lifted the straw basket in front of the door and went to the chicken farm. If you get up early in the morning to pick up eggs, you will pick up more eggs if you go early.
"Xiao Qi always picks up the most." Father Qiu smiled and counted the children's achievements. Each person was given an egg, which could be cooked or raw. Chang Qi got two because he picked up the most.
A raw one is in his arms, a cooked one is peeled and eaten, and the other children are a little envious.
Zhang's son and Chang Jiabao whispered together, and the other children surrounded Chang Qi.
"Chang Qi, your mother said yesterday that your father is a noble person, what kind of noble person is he?" a child asked curiously.
"Speak out and scare you to death!" Chang Qi sneered, "I can tell you, my mother is a fairy who is blessed by God. Anyone who speaks ill of my mother will definitely have sores on their tongues and pus on the soles of their feet."
"Really?" Some people don't believe it.
"It's true," the grandson of the Qiu family remembered something, imitating his grandma's usual movements, and exclaimed with a slap on the thigh, "I saw a big blister on the mouth of Aunt Zhang's mouth this morning!"
The author has something to say: Small Theater:
"Prophecies are often only half fulfilled"
Qiqi: My mother is a fairy, whoever speaks ill of her speaks badly
Neighbor: Oops, the Zhang family is bubbling up!
Qiqi: My father is a noble man. One day he gave me glory and wealth. The emperor: Yes, let's take the opportunity to sacrifice another day and sacrifice ourselves
Qiqi: The person I love is a big hero. One day he will step on the colorful auspicious clouds to pick me up. Bird attack: Chirp
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