My Secret Of Raising A Dragon In The Village Was Exposed Live By My Cousin

Er Mazi tightly clutched the black transparent bag in his hand, ran in a panic, and from time to time he looked back and glanced to see if anyone was chasing him.

He has always held a grudge against Fang Chen. The family is not wealthy. They can barely maintain it through the hard work of their three brothers. There is a father who is seriously ill in bed and a sister who is in school.

The eldest brother and third brother were beaten up by Fang Chen and couldn't take care of themselves, and all of the family burden fell on Er Mazi.

Repeatedly finding faults and being easily resolved many times, the fire in my heart can never be extinguished anyway.

Going over the wall and entering the orchard of Fang Chen's family, in order to steal the secrets of Fang Chen's cultivation of fruits and vegetables, he did not expect to encounter such a special little chicken.

He had never seen such a beautiful chicken.

He has fiery red hair and chicken paws are white and white. Even if he doesn't understand, he knows that the chicken must be valuable just by looking at it.

Guessing that Fang Chen's next step might be to start animal husbandry, Er Mazi didn't hesitate to pack the chicken in a sack.

It's strange to say that this chicken is very powerful, and he almost got out of it several times, and was held down by him dangerously and dangerously.

"Little things, what's the point in Fang Chen's bastard's hands? Give me a lot of eggs at my house, and you will be indispensable for the delicious and delicious ones in the future." Er Mazi was out of breath after running in a hurry. The road of anger.

Hearing Er Mazi's words, it struggled even harder. Although it was also a spirit beast, it had only just hatched and hadn't arrived for a day, and its physical strength was limited.

After a few toss, I lost my strength.

Er Mazi ran back home all the way, dragged out the big black box under the bed, and threw the pepper directly into it, his eyes couldn't help but shine with greed.

"This chicken will be my thing from now on, hahaha..."

After closing the lid, Er Mazi began to fantasize about how rich he would live in the future. He lay on the box and rubbed it with his face very selflessly.

At this moment, a terrifying knock on the door rang.

Er Mazi got up a little annoyed, and wanted to pretend that no one was at home, the village chief's voice rang.

"Er Mazi, are you at home?" the village chief asked.

Er Mazi responded: "Ah! Wait."

His tone was a little impatient, but he had just applied for a subsidy with the village chief a few days ago, and it was not good to ignore him in a blink of an eye.

Slowly opened the door, and found that not only the village chief, but also Fang Chen, Fang Ying and Ye Lingling were here.

"You...what's the matter with you?" Er Mazi frowned slightly, his heart jumped wildly, but on the surface he asked calmly.

"It's okay, just a few of us come to your house to do it, aren't you welcome?" Fang Chen stepped forward and asked.

Er Mazi glanced at the village chief, who did not say a word, pretending not to see it.

"What can I say to you? You can't take care of yourself because of the life of my two brothers. Now you still have the face to come to my house?" When Er Mazi saw this, he immediately understood that they were actually in the same group. After the scalp roared, he was about to close the door.

"Hold on!" Fang Chen slapped the door with a joke in his eyes, "Don't be so anxious, there are good things that I haven't told you about. Didn't you apply for subsidies from the village head before? I interceded for you. The village chief said to take a look at the situation of your home, and it will be approved in the past few days without any accident."

Er Mazi was taken aback.

Isn't Fang Chen here to lose the chicken?

Seeing the slight changes in Er Mazi's expression, Fang Chen couldn't help but evoke a faint smile on the corners of his lips: "Why? Don't you invite us into the house?"

One sentence put Er Mazi directly into a dilemma. If Fang Chen is directly rejected now, it would be equivalent to giving up the eligibility for subsidies and letting them in...

That chicken is still under the bed!

Er Mazi's face was a little embarrassed: "My sister is studying, can I change the day?"

There was a gentle smile on Fang Chen's face. Before Er Mazi finished speaking, he walked straight in.

Er Mazi didn't even have time to stop him.

"Fang Chen! Don't go too far! What do you want to do?" Er Mazi said angrily.

The village chief glanced at Er Mazi, "What? What shameful things do you have in your house?"

Today, Fang Chen took the initiative to come to Er Mazi's house with him. Although he didn't know what happened, seeing Er Mazi's face with a guilty conscience, he knew that there must be something tricky, and Fang Chen would never do something meaningless.

"No...no..." Er Mazi wanted to explain, but he was a little poor.

Ignoring Er Mazi, Fang Ying and Ye Lingling also walked in behind the village chief.

In the room, Er Mazi's younger sister is sitting at a short desk and doing homework intently. Someone comes in without even raising her eyelids. Compared with children of the same age, she doesn't know how much she has concentrated.

Fang Chen took a look, didn't bother her, and walked towards the back room.

Er Mazi panicked.

What if Fang Chen were allowed to enter?

The red chicken he just cast from the orchard is still in the house!

Thinking of this, Er Mazi hurriedly stepped forward to block: "All right? Haven't seen enough?"

Fang Chen smiled faintly. Before he could speak, there was a chattering cry from the room, and Er Mazi's face became pale as paper.

When Ye Lingling heard this sound, she immediately recognized that it was the call of Chinese prickly ash.

Originally she didn't believe it, Fang Chen boasted that she would take her to find Huajiao in Haikou, and now he really found it.

Looking at Fang Chen, Ye Lingling opened the door and rushed in.

Following the cry, he turned to the big black box under the bed.

As soon as it was opened, a group of fiery red immediately rushed up, rubbing Ye Lingling affectionately, as if thanking Ye Lingling for saving it.

"What are you doing?" Er Mazi couldn't even imagine. Fang Chen could know who took the peppercorns by the smell. Now things have been revealed, he can only bite the bullet and pretend in front of the village chief.

"I would like to ask you, why does my pet show up with you?" Fang Chen asked back.

"This chicken is mine, you are too shameless? You even came to grab something?" Er Mazi said.

Saying that he stretched out his hand to grab the pepper. With Ye Lingling, the pepper seems to have a lot of confidence, fluttering with two small sarcoma-like wings and chirping, looking very angry, directly facing Ermazi's hand. Pecked down.

"Yeah!" Er Mazi retracted his hand in pain, and found that the tiger's mouth had been pecked to bleed blood.

Fang Ying stood behind and watched this scene. She couldn't help feeling a little funny: "You didn't say that this chicken belongs to you, but I think she seems to be closer to my sister-in-law?"

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