Tyrant and his crying baby bottle

It was getting dark, and the whole family was hungry, and they all hoped that the fire-headed army would take the initiative to show off.

The kitchen door was opened, and the firewood was picked up, but the fire leader was not conscious at all, sitting on the main seat with his legs open, waiting for someone to feed him.

"Why aren't you cooking?" Huotoujun asked.

"Just do it!" Er Bao snorted angrily and got into the kitchen.

Not long after the food was on the table, it was actually a piece of emerald green.

Squirrels love to eat nuts, and after a short while, half a plate of pine nut shells came out.The ox loves to eat grass, so various unknown grasses are spread in the bamboo basket, watching it chew and squeak, it seems to be eating delicacies from mountains and seas.

These two are livestock, and it is understandable that Kaihui can't change their old habits, but Erbao is an individual, so why is he choking on vegetables?

Cang Gong dropped his chopsticks, "That's all?"

Er Bao pushed the egg custard in front of him, "You eat this."

Zang Gong said: "I came back from the dead, and it is the time when I need to supplement my nutrition. How can I just be a vegetarian?"

Erbao said, "Eggs are meat."

Zang Gong said: "I say plain is plain."

Erbao remembered that the squirrel bought him some beef this morning, so he ran to the kitchen to search, and sure enough, he found it in the vegetable sink.Although the ice has melted, the beef is still cold.

He put the beef on a plate and put it on the table, "Here, is this head office ready? I just bought it this morning."

Zang Gong sniffed, "The meat in the morning should have been marinated in the early morning. This piece of meat is not fresh. It has been stored for at least two days and one night. Next time, you don't have to go to his house to buy meat."

Squirrel fucked in his heart, but Erbao said, "Don't blame Boss Hui, even if I go to buy it myself, I may not be able to buy fresh ones. Businessmen, it is inevitable that there will be times when they steal and play tricks."

Zang Gong said: "Then you should also reflect on yourself. If you are a burly man, let's see if he dares to sell you overnight meat."

Er Bao was already suffocating in his heart, and he was even more dissatisfied seeing him poking people's sore spots like this. He dropped his chopsticks and shouted: "Go and make whatever you want to eat, so many opinions!"

Tibetan bow paused.He has never seen other people's faces since he grew up so big.

When he was young, his mother and concubine always took good care of him. Except for his father who taught him a few words from time to time, others praised him, fearing that it would be too late for him. Who would dare to yell at him after eating a bear's heart?

He squeezed Er Bao's chin, and took a closer look at this little bastard who didn't know what to do or not—tsk, is it so fun to be angry when others are angry?

The little face was flushed and poised, like an irritated rabbit.

Zang Gong calmed down his anger, let go with a smile, "Okay, I'll get it myself, wait."

Seeing him stepping out the door boldly, rolling up his cuffs and not knowing what he was going to do, the squirrel jumped off the bench, and said to Er Bao in a low voice: "The dog general has a wicked mind, it's not the way to go on like this!"

The scalper said, "How did you see it?"

The squirrel spit on its face, "Bah! You're stupid, don't bring your stupid second treasure! Listen to me, let him stay overnight for now, and report to the police tomorrow."

Er Bao was taken aback, "He didn't break the law, what name did he apply for?"

Squirrel said: "Just report the missing persons and ask the government to take over, as long as we can let go."

Er Bao's palms were sweating, and he was secretly thinking that bad things are disgraceful after all—although the Huotou army did not behave like a good thing, and it is not a bad thing to send a soldier who has sacrificed his life for the country back to his hometown.

There was a sound of chickens flying and dogs jumping outside, and Er Bao hurried out.I saw a soldier who had sacrificed his life for the country fighting with the little rooster in the chicken coop. The baby chickens that were finally caged were like corn kernels dropped into a frying pan and exploded into flowers.

"What are you doing?!" Er Bao yelled.

"Kill the chicken and eat the meat." Cang Gong replied.

Before Er Bao raised his objection, the neck of a little rooster caught in his hand was broken.The milk cow next to her was stunned, her big round eyes didn't dare to blink, as if she was watching a ghost take her life.

Zang Gong glanced at Hua Niu and said, "What are you looking at? Go in."

The flower cow thumped, and shrank its head back to the cowshed.

The scalper here showed a surprised expression, "Huahua seems to be blooming?"

The squirrel frowned, piercing ruthlessly, "Don't think about it, it's just scared!"

Huotoujun does have two brushes.Plucking, disemboweling, removing internal organs, scooping up water in a pan, and stir-frying with hot oil. In just a short time, the frisky little rooster becomes a delicious Chinese meal.

Er Bao sat at the table, the more he thought about it, the more useless he felt, and howled sadly.

Cang Gong picked a piece of chicken leg for him, knowingly asked: "Howling?"

Er Bao said: "You have no conscience!"

Zang Gong said: "Fragrant? Eat two more pieces for fragrant."

Er Bao cried even harder, "Why did you kill my little cock!"

Tibetan bow said: "Then why do you raise them?"

Erbao said: "Give a pullet and eat a lot of eggs!"

Zang Gong said: "You can't eat that much by yourself, it's enough to keep a male."

Er Bao said: "There are dozens of hens in the house, and only one male is left. Do you want to exhaust it to death?"

Cang Gong couldn't help laughing, "Then it's the male's incompetence."

Erbao wailed in the rain, "You have the ability! Then you do it for it!"

Zang Gong put down his chopsticks again, and looked at Er Bao without saying a word.

Er Bao was intimidated by the deterrent force in his eyes, tears were also released freely, and he slapped his lips and said: "Then you shouldn't kill my little cock, how can you do it without my permission. "

Cang Gong raised the corner of his mouth, "Do you want to do it or not? Even if a big living person is standing there, I will do it when it is time to do it, without any delay. Do you understand?"

Er Bao was stunned.

What kind of person is this!

What kind of thing is this?

The squirrel knew that he couldn't make General Dog unhappy at this time, so he immediately jumped on Erbao's shoulder and said, "Don't be so serious, Erbao, think about it, what should we do when we can't keep so many chicks in our yard? "

The scalper answered for Erbao: "Sell it."

The squirrel asked again: "Then what will happen to the sold chicken?"

The scalper said: "Kill it and eat the meat."

The squirrel "slapped" Er Bao's forehead, "Damn, it's the same as now."

Er Bao was dazed by the squirrel's paw, but quickly realized that Boss Hui was telling him not to be impulsive.He had no choice but to nod his head, and said that he was only allowed to kill this time as if discussing it, and there could be no second time.

The atmosphere seemed to be relaxing, so the squirrel jumped down from Erbao's shoulder, and winked at the scalper quietly: "The dog general is really cruel, and he can't be kept tonight, who knows what will happen at night."

The scalper winked and responded to it: What?

squirrel:……

The scalper straightened his mind, and the squirrel stopped wasting time with it, pretending to accidentally throw a pine nut shell into Erbao's bowl.Erbao looked at it, and it winked: You stay here and procrastinate, and the third child and I will report to the authorities.

Not giving Erbao a chance to be indecisive, the squirrel dropped the pine nuts in its paws and said, "The dog hasn't been fed yet. I'll feed the dog first. The third child also came to help shovel the dog's poop."

The ox blows air through its big nostrils, expressing dissatisfaction, "I'm not going! I'm not full!"

The squirrel really wanted to slap it in the mouth, and roared: "You are so big and you still don't lose weight. Didn't you see that Huahua despises you? Get up and shovel shit!"

The scalper fell silent, and left his seat angrily.

As soon as the two of them came to the door, they heard Zang Gong say: "It's really a strange thing in the world, Xiao Erbao can bring the dead back to life, and the raised animals can speak human language, what's going on?"

The squirrel paused.

The scalper said: "Why don't you go away, let's go!"

Squirrel: "Go, mother!"

Zang Gong said again: "Let's not think about the reason for now, but if it gets out, wouldn't everyone want to share the blood of the second treasure? I'm afraid there will be no more peaceful days in the future."

The squirrel turned back obediently, and seeing the ox was not moving, it turned back and kicked the ox's butt.

The scalper was kicked and hurt, and after returning, he kept complaining about the squirrel, saying that he would leave but not leaving, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Cang Gong only smiled slightly when he heard this, but anyone could see that his smile didn't reach his eyes at all.

Erbao asked knowingly, "What are you talking about?"

Zang Gong also asked knowingly: "I just want to know what the little boss means. Wouldn't it be nice to live in peace?"

Squirrel hurriedly nodded for Er Bao, "Okay, of course, but I just wanted to feed the dog, so don't worry about it."

The squirrel secretly pinched the scalper's paw, hoping that the naan would help him talk, but the scalper flicked his tail, "I don't really want to shovel shit anyway."

squirrel:"……"

Zang Gong laughed loudly, stroked the bull's head, and praised it for its faithfulness and reliability.

Er Bao was so angry that his livestock was being threatened by someone, so he pushed away the dishes in front of him, "I don't eat meat, so I have no luck to accept your kindness!"

Zang Gong was not annoyed, he heard soft words like a good man, "Xiao Erbao is not good, why did the meat offend you?"

Erbao said: "I made a wish, as long as I can bring my benefactor back to life, I can live my whole life without eating meat!"

Cang Gong was interested, but Xiao Erbao was quite ambitious.He wanted to inquire about the origin of that benefactor, and why he didn't just use "Xian Qi'er" to save him, but the squirrel cut him off.

The squirrel said: "Er Bao doesn't eat meat. He was in a coma all night to save the general. This piece of beef was originally bought for him to replenish his vitality, but he didn't eat it."

After hearing this, Zang Gong was clear in his heart.Song Shu deliberately emphasized that it was not easy for Er Bao to save him, and aimed to make him think of this life-saving grace.

"It's easy to say." He took the chicken back, threw it into his mouth, and chewed.

"Xiao Erbao must have never suffered. If he has eaten, he will not waste delicious food," he said. The covenant, secretly attacked the food and grass team behind our army. Our army was trapped in a desperate situation and could only eat snow to satisfy our hunger. At that time, if such a fat and tender little rooster passed by, there would be no chicken feathers left."

Er Bao opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.

Cang Gong looked at Er Bao, "Do you know how our army survived?"

Erbao shook his head, and Zang Gong said, "By absorbing the blood of the magic machine."

Er Bao was terrified when he heard that.

No one would say that absorbing energy is sucking blood.Everyone just thinks that there is no difference between the magic machine and the steam engine, but the functions are different, but Tibetan Gong seems to regard the magic machine as a living person.

This is called Erbao mixed with five flavors.

Erbao said, "Will the Huotou army also join the battle?"

Cang Gong said: "If you don't cook, don't you have to go to war, or count the rice?"

Er Bao said, "Your skills were developed at that time."

Zang Gong said: "No. The craft was taught by my mother. She is a daughter of a wealthy family, but she likes to cook for her husband and children herself. Later her husband married the younger one, and the younger one gave birth to a son. She never touched the stove again until the day she died of illness."

Er Bao secretly lamented that the confidante was unlucky, seeing Cang Gong's appearance, his mother must be a peerless beauty.

But Erbao had doubts again, and asked, "Did the magic machine be destroyed when your mother left?"

Zang Gong hesitated for a moment, "No. But she doesn't want to live like that."

Erbao couldn't see any sadness from Zang Gong's face, and he couldn't tell whether it was because he was so indifferent by nature, or because time had passed, and the killing and blood on the battlefield had worn away his tenderness.

Anyway, if the second treasure is changed, no matter whether the mother is willing or not, she will do everything possible to save her life.

The Firehead Army is ruthless.Er Bao thought to himself.

"I see that the callus on the tiger's mouth on your left hand is very thick, and the callus on the belly of your right finger is even thicker than that of the tiger's mouth. Are you playing with weapons or playing with a spoon?" Er Bao asked.

Cang Gong raised his eyes, "Observed carefully enough."

Erbao said: "Be cautious, and the instinct of a doctor. And you just said wrongly, it is the six clans, not the six countries. The six countries have already been unified, and the name of the country is changed to the name of the clan. How can you put the cart before the horse as a soldier."

"..."

Tibetan Gong lost his appetite, so he dropped his chopsticks and stopped eating.

Erbao was about to lose the right to use his own bed because of this momentary talk, and couldn't sleep because of tossing and turning at night, so he quietly crawled to the edge of the bed frame, and took a feather duster to sweep the soles of Zanggong's feet.

With a slight movement of the Tibetan bow, he retracted and crawled on the stepping mat like a bastard.As soon as the Tibetan bow was stabilized, he popped his head out and continued to scratch it.In short, I made up my mind: I can't sleep, and the culprit can't even think about being safe.

In the morning, Cang Gong was woken up by a noise. When he woke up, he found that Er Bao was sleeping soundly lying on the edge of the bed frame, holding a feather duster in his left hand and something he shouldn't be holding in his right hand.

Tibetan bow is full of black lines——no wonder the half-night spring dream is all caused by this brat!

He was going to directly discount the brat's hand, it would be a disaster to keep it anyway, but he heard a murmur: "No need to change it, your skin is too long... just cut it around..."

Cang Gong laughed secretly, and tried to talk to him: "What if I have to change it?"

Erbao muttered: "Then I can only change to a donkey...donkeys only have this size..."

Tibetan bow: "..."

"Second treasure! Erbao, come out quickly!"

There was a squirrel shouting from outside, and Er Bao suddenly came to his senses, and stood up while pressing the hard thing under his hand, "Who, who called me!?"

Tibetan Gong almost died of pain without a breath.

He was used to not showing any of his fragility in front of others, so he tried his best not to have an attack, and said with a livid face, "The squirrel is calling you, please keep your voice down."

Er Bao didn't notice his expression, and rushed out to look for the squirrel, and then saw the scene that made the squirrel lose his sense of proportion.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!" Erbao screamed worse than a squirrel, "He has no conscience, who killed my little cock!!"

Zang Gong went out and found that there were many rooster corpses scattered in the yard, and the blood-stained chicken feathers were everywhere.If you look closely, these roosters were all bleeding to death with their necks cut off. As he said last night, there is only one single seedling left alive.