Chen Ziqi stood in front of the door and looked at the situation in the room: "God chicken, my mother will not be my mother in the future."
"Chirp." Dan Yi responded, and lightly pecked Chen Ziqi's chest. When his father said he wanted another egg earlier, he was in the same mood.
"Fortunately, you are still my chicken." Chen Ziqi laughed, bowed his head and kissed Mao's head.
"Chirp!" How many times have I said it, not a chicken! Dan Yi raised his head and pecked at him, colliding with the kissing mouth.
"Hmm..." Chen Ziqi covered her mouth, released it, and found a drop of blood on her fingertips. The lips were pecked by the pointed chicken beak.
Dan Yi tasted the smell of blood, she was a little stunned, she looked up, blood dripped from her pale pink lips, she felt a little embarrassed, she stretched out her wings and wanted to wipe him. As a result, before he could reach out, he was hit by a white and tender finger.
"You pecked at me, your skin is itchy, right?" Chen Ziqi licked away the blood on his mouth, flicked the bird's head, not relieved, and flicked the bird's butt again, "I won't give you mung bean cake tomorrow."
"Chirp?!"
Fortunately, Chang E didn't let Amu sleep with Chenzi. As a concubine with "rich wealth", there is still extra palace to raise a second son. Given that Amu is still too young and has been in poor health recently, Chang E let Amu spend the winter in her dormitory, where she can sleep with her mother in a blanket at night.
Amu was so happy that he carefully hugged Chang E's arm at night. Seeing that she didn't object, he became bold and secretly rubbed his face on it. This is mother, sweet and soft mother! It's as warm as an uncle's embrace.
No more nightmares at night...
"Hey, the moonlight is shining, the night is cool, and the motherless child complains to the chicken." Chen Ziqi lay on the pillow, trying to blow the fur off the little red bird's head. The last word is not broken, it failed to blow down, come again.
"Tell your heart, tell! Phew!" As he spoke, he couldn't help blowing directly.
"Chirp!" The wind was so strong that it blew the little fur ball off the pillow.
"Hahahaha..." Chen Ziqi stretched out his hand to touch it, fished out the chicken that fell into the crevice of the pillow, and stuffed it into the quilt, "Stop playing, I'll freeze you for a while."
Mao Mao had already caught the cold air of winter night, Chen Ziqi hurriedly stuffed the little ball of fur into his inner shirt to keep him warm. Although he knew that the Divine Chicken was not an ordinary chicken, looking at it always reminded Chen Ziqi of those chicks that hatched in winter. They would freeze to death soon after swaying, so he didn't dare to be careless.
Dan Yi struggled for a moment, his head hit a small bump, and he was stunned for a while, and then Mao Mao slammed into red, and then quieted down.
Chen Ziqi patted it with satisfaction and closed his eyes to sleep.
With careful care, Amu's illness was cured quickly, and he looked much more energetic than before.
"Brother, where's your little bird?" Amu took his short legs and followed Chen Ziqi to the Chunxi Palace.
"Of course the bird is hiding, do you think they all wear open crotch pants like you?" Chen Ziqi laughed at him.
"I'm not talking about that bird..." Amu covered his crotch, blushing a little, "I don't wear open-crotch pants for a long time." He saw a little red bird in Chen Ziqi's shirt yesterday. He originally wanted to ask this, but he was so Forget it again.
"Liar, I heard my mother say that I asked the sewing department to make open cotton pants for you." Chen Ziqi made a face at him.
"No..." Amu retorted earnestly with a wrinkled face.
Noisily arrived at the Chunxi Palace, King Qi saw it, and said with a smile: "Little Eleven looks more energetic, sure enough, the child will grow up when he is sick."
Amu smiled shyly, he now has a mother who can do everything, and he is happy when others say anything.
Heidan looked at the radiant Amu and was very envious. Chen Ziqi winked at him, motioned him to go to Qingyun Palace for dinner at noon, and then concentrated on his horse steps.
The little red bird popped out of his clothes, looked left and right, shivered by the cold wind outside, and immediately retracted his head. Nestled in Chen Ziqi's arms, after being lazy for a while, Dan Yi stood up, strolled around in her clothes with her wings on her back, found the acupoints that Longyin Magic needed to travel, and pecked it with her mouth.
Chen Ziqi felt itchy, and couldn't move while stomping on the horse, so he had to run the exercises, trying to lift his breath to hit the acupuncture point. I closed my eyes and meditated over and over again. Suddenly, a heat flow was generated in my tendons. Under his guidance, it slowly buffered to the place where the little red bird was pecked, and there was no itch.
So, the fluffy ball jumped to the other side and pecked at another acupoint.
The heat flow was like mountain spring water, a little here and a little there. More and more, it finally merged into a trickle, stumbling and stumbling between several acupoints.
Chen Ziqi was already sweating profusely by the time he finished his horse steps.
"Why are you sweating so much?" King Qi was a little puzzled. On such a cold day, standing in the cold wind, he still sweats
"It's a bit too much to wear." Chen Ziqi forced a smile, took advantage of Chu Gong to hide in the clean room, and took out the little red bird.
Think carefully about the feeling just now, is that hot thing just qi? According to the saying in "Tianyan Wanxiang Gong", this is a "introduction to the body", right
"God chicken, I'm out of breath!" Chen Ziqi laughed and was so excited that he didn't study much in the next morning's class, so he just groped for the energy he just generated. At this moment, I especially wanted to share it with Dan Yi, but because he was not around, I could only tell the little red bird.
"啾." Ji Zai responded with a slack, lying on his palm and didn't want to move. He was almost exhausted just after introducing a bit of inner strength to guide Chen Ziqi to practice qi.
In the afternoon, because of the light snow, Mr. Luo became very poetic and went to a mountain temple on the outskirts of the city to enjoy the scenery and write poetry. No one taught them, so Chen Ziqi brought Heidan and Amu to play in Qingyun Palace.
While playing, Chang E called Chen Ziqi into the room.
"Here," Chang E snapped the silk thread in her hand and threw something to Chen Ziqi, "When are you picking up another chicken?"
"It's still that one." Chen Ziqi caught the thing thrown over and saw that it was the little vest that her mother promised to make. She immediately climbed onto the kang, took out the drowsy fur ball in her arms, and tried it on. clothes.
"Just blow it, it's been a few months, you can't be carved out of wood, you won't grow at all?" Chang E curled her lips in disbelief.
This little vest is made of snow satin left over from Chen Ziqi's inner shirt. The two layers are sandwiched together with a layer of soft cotton in the middle. Because it was too small, I didn't make a belt, I just made it into a tube, put it on the chicken, and then pulled out the two small wings, that's it.
"This is not an ordinary chicken, it grows very slowly." Chen Zi said in a daze, putting on clothes for the extremely uncooperative little red bird.
"Mother, isn't it right, where are the chicken feet?" Chen Ziqi raised the chicken wrapped in zongzi and asked her mother.
"Blind, I forgot!" Chang E pulled off her clothes, took out scissors, and dug two holes with a click, "Try it first, and then fix it later."
The two holes were cut just right, and the two small claws could be pulled out, and it was finally worn.
The snow-white little clothes were stuck around the fat neck, two fiery red wings were exposed on the back, and the round butt was pouted at the back, and it wobbled while walking, which was very funny.
"Hahahaha..." Chen Ziqi fell on the kang with a smile.
"The last time you asked me to ask, I went to ask." Chang E put away the needle and thread and whispered.
"Huh?" Chen Ziqi sat up holding the little red bird, wiping away the tears from the smile, "What?"
"Cheng Jieyu... She should have never given birth to a child." Chang E spoke slowly and solemnly. There are some things that only women who have given birth to children can understand. She has been looking for opportunities to test these days, but Cheng Jieyu doesn't understand at all.
Chen Ziqi turned to look at the black egg outside the window, pursed her lips, left the little red bird on the kang, and put on her shoes and ran out.
"Hey, what's the matter..." Chang E fished out the little red bird and put it on the kang table to look at it. "Brother, is the old lady's craftsmanship good?" As she spoke, she poked the soft little body through the vest. .
"Chirp!" The little red bird, who was still not used to this dress, was immediately stabbed down.
Heidan listened to what Chen Ziqi said, but didn't react. He just stayed silent for a while, then slowly clenched his fists: "I'll go ask her." After speaking, he turned around and left.
"Hey, you're stupid!" Chen Ziqi hurriedly grabbed him, "Go ask, how could she admit it? If you don't know, you'll have to be beaten!"
"I just want to know, where is my mother!" Heidan threw a stone into the pond covered with thin ice, making a dull "gumbling" sound.
"Don't worry, I have a solution." Chen Ziqi thought for a while, then suddenly laughed.
"What way?" Chen Zimo asked him anxiously.
"The way to get her to tell the truth... But this will have to wait for a chance. Say it first. If this is done, you will have to listen to me in the future." Chen Ziqi raised her chin.
"Okay." Black Egg said firmly.
"Five for an oath!" Chen Ziqi stretched out his hand and slapped Chen Zimo.
In the evening, Chen Zimo slowly returned to the palace where Cheng Jieyu was.
Cheng Jieyu was silently writing the exercises of "Tai Su Wuxin Gong" in front of the table with a gloomy face, and the more she wrote, the uglier her face became. She gave up her status as a direct disciple of the Suxin Sect and came to the palace just to gain a higher status and avenge the Cheng family. Now, she has lost all her martial arts, but she has gained nothing, even her little uncle is also useless...
Seeing Chen Zimo who was swaying back, Cheng Jieyu was furious: "Run over there every day, you can be that village woman's son!"
Chen Zimo didn't want to pay attention to her, but when she heard this, she suddenly stopped, looked over coldly, and said in a cold tone that Cheng Jieyu had never heard before: "It's better to be the son of a village woman. Be your son!"
The author has something to say: Small Theater:
Bird Attack: What do you mean by telling the heart? you are blowing dick
Qiqi: That's also telling the truth.
Bird Attack: What kind of heart are you telling
Qiqi: Tell me... I want to blow chicken feathers
Bird attack: (╰_╯)#