After paying attention to the stars, we look for a different self together
Premeditated encounters
A-Chan - Premeditated Encounter
Once upon a time there was a chicken that loved to go to the field to play. The field was not an ordinary rice field, it was not wheat or rice, but glutinous rice.
This glutinous rice is carefully cared for by the owner, and the chickens know it. But this chicken goes to play with sticky rice seedlings every day, and when it is hungry, it eats glutinous rice.
The owner never noticed this chicken that likes to eat sticky rice. Until one day, the host went out to work at night and came back. A daily inventory of poultry revealed that there was one less rooster in the chicken pen.
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and in the end only one thought remained in his mind—being eaten. He knew that the second fool of the family next door had been coveting this big rooster for a long time.
He took the hoe and prepared to go to the next house to ask for an explanation, and as soon as he walked to the fence of the next house, he heard the parents of the two fools arguing -- do you want to marry him a daughter-in-law?
But the second idiot did not agree, the reason is actually - like a piece of rice field. His mother said that the two fools went to the rice field every day and talked to the glutinous rice in the rice field every day. There was also a big rooster standing guard next to it.
As soon as he heard this, the owner thought no, where did my chicken go?
He scratched the thick hair with his fingers irritably, and he could only turn around and go home, thinking that tomorrow at dawn I would go look for it again.
The next day, before dawn, he heard roosters chirping in his sleep. He rolled over and got out of bed and hurried into the yard to look for his lost chicken.
As a result, he still did not see his rooster, and only heard the sound of chirping in his sleep. He was amazed at which bunny cub was teasing me and hiding my.
He hurriedly finished his breakfast and prepared to go down to the field to see the field he had planted, including the piece of sticky rice. He was worried that the glutinous rice would not be harvested well enough to reach the output.
If he doesn't have enough to produce, he doesn't have enough money to send his daughter to school. He was anxious inside. As usual, he first went to the glutinous rice field and carefully examined the remaining water in the field and how the glutinous rice was growing now.
As he was about to finish turning the field, he heard something flapping its wings. He grew bold and walked slowly over.
Only to find out that the thing was his lost chicken. He strode over and pulled the sticky rice spike away so that the moonlight could shine in, and carefully looked to see if the chicken was dead.
The chicken wasn't dead, it was slowly panting. I only saw that the rooster had a ring of hair missing on its neck, and the chicken was still the chicken. He lifted the rooster's wings with his hand and walked back.
When he got home, he put the chicken in the chicken pen and went back to the house to sleep. The next morning, he thought he could hear the rooster crowing.
Unexpectedly, there were no roosters chirping, only ducks quacking. When he went out to have a look, the chickens in the coop were gone. Was he wondering if he had appeared and hallucinated last night?
Why do you feel like you've brought that rooster back? The rooster also swept all the chickens away. The flock of chickens is like a team, and the rooster happens to be the supreme commander.
He kept muttering in his heart, what to do, what am I going to do. Suddenly, in his mind, there was an epiphany. I could go to that glutinous rice field and have a look.
Yes, he can go here and have a look. He walked from a quick step to a small step and saw the scene in front of him. He felt the shock, and he had a look of surprise on his face, his hands crossed at his waist.
His face would be black and red, as if Zhang Fei and Guan Gong had invaded his face at the same time. They're grabbing the ground. It turned out that what reflected in his eyeballs was the feathers of a place.
In the blink of an eye, it was time to harvest the rice. He began to work harder to harvest the rice and dry the rice, thinking that he could sell the rice for a good price.
He still raised money for his daughter's education, but he no longer raised chickens and still grew glutinous rice. In the autumn of the following year, someone came to collect glutinous rice.
He also named his glutinous rice, saying that his glutinous rice had a chicken flavor and tasted very different. The host smiled awkwardly, and the person who collected the glutinous rice said that the price we can talk about it again, until you are satisfied.
Goodnight, we are with you.
Text Graffiti/Crescent King
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