Traveling Through the Stars

Jiang Yixin loved the little partridge chicken very much and fed it carefully.

Wen Xiao accompanied Jiang Yixin and used his connections to invite a rare bird breeder to make biscuits. He took them back while they were still hot and fed some to the little partridge chickens, which made more than a dozen little partridge chickens very happy.

Qin Yilang and Wen Xiao sat for a while and then went back. The little partridge chickens were still looking for food after eating and drinking.

Jiang Yixin woke Qin Yilang and Wen Xiao up just after going to bed. Jiang Yixin had strong genes at level S. She woke up eagerly to see the little partridge chickens after a nap, but one of them died.

It was no big deal if one died. Jiang Yixin was still calm. But soon, another one died.

Jiang Yixin panicked: "How are your little quails?"

Qin Yilang: "...How many of yours died?"

Jiang Yixin was about to cry: "Two."

Wen Xiao hurried to see his little quails. In the rare bird nest, the little quails were all asleep. Wen Xiao scratched them and said: "My little quails are fine. None of them died."

Jiang Yixin was really about to cry. Qin Yilang also went to see his little quails. None of them died, but two of his died.

This was not enough. Qin Yilang and Wen Xiao did not sleep and followed Jiang Yixin's home. They looked at each one, but could not figure out what was wrong. They could not see which one was not energetic, so they simply made tea and went to the living room.

Jiang Yixin ran to see it from time to time. After an hour, the little quails were not damaged. Jiang Yixin just let go of her heart, and then she went to see it again. One of them died.

"Another one died." Jiang Yixin was heartbroken.

Wen Xiao took a breath, he really had no other choice, he dared not feed more.

The little partridges were crowded together, Wen Xiao could not see the problem, he dug them out, and dug out a dead one, still warm, just died, Wen Xiao and Qin Yilang and Jiang Yixin looked at each other silently.

Picked this one out, and then looked at the rest, damn, all of them looked like they were dying.

"I shouldn't have fed anything." Jiang Yixin regretted it very much: "It must be that the method that the fifth-level rare bird breeder said was not good, I didn't dare to feed more, you see several died."

Jiang Yixin estimated that it would be good to leave him one or two out of a dozen.

Qin Yilang did not speak, Wen Xiao exhaled depressedly.

Then, one died every now and then.

Jiang Yixin: "······"

Jiang Yixin leaned weakly on the sofa, wilting.

Wen Xiao: "······"

This is really dead!

Qin Yilang: "..."

There was nothing he could do, he could only watch the little partridges die one after another.

Qin Yilang stood up: "Okay, it's late, go to bed first, we'll talk about it tomorrow morning."

Jiang Yixin said listlessly on the sofa: "There will be none left tomorrow morning."

Qin Yilang went back to sleep, he had to go to the edge of the planet the next day.

Wen Xiao sat for a while and then left, Jiang Yixin also went back to the bedroom to sleep, the little partridges died one after another, it was annoying to see, so he just went to sleep.

Maybe he could leave half of them for him in the morning, more? Jiang Yixin didn't dare to hope for more.

In the morning, Jiang Yixin couldn't wait to get up and take a look, he pursed his lips, not all of them died, he left two for him, standing and taking a nap, Jiang Yixin didn't forget, when he raised the little partridges in the first year, Luo Bi said that this kind of standing and taking a nap would probably not survive.

Almost all of Jiang Yixin's people died. After hearing about it, Roger and Wen Yao silently gave up the idea of ​​feeding them water and food.