"The hens at He Yuzhu's house have laid eggs. Guess how many they have laid." A mother sat on a horse and chatted with the women in the yard.
"Isn't there four chickens? I can lay four at most."
The eldest mother smiled when she heard this, drew a number with her hand, and said solemnly: "Eight! Eight eggs were laid!"
This morning, Auntie saw Qin Huairu pick up eight eggs from the chicken coop, and they were quite big.
"What the hell? Four chickens lay eight eggs?"
"How is this possible, Auntie, you must be deceived!"
"that is!"
The others did not see it with their own eyes and expressed disbelief that four chickens laid eight eggs.
The aunt didn't believe them when she saw them, and even told them the story with gestures.
After talking for a long time, they finally believed what the aunt said.
"Does He Yuzhu know the secret of raising chickens? A chicken lays two eggs a day. This is not a good way to make a fortune!"
"Four chickens can lay eight eggs a day, which is a huge amount in a year."
"Hey, you can't eat eggs every day."
All the aunts in the courtyard expressed their envy, but Jia Zhang, who was sitting at the outermost corner, remained silent.
Yesterday, she was sarcastic about He Yuzhu's chicken raising, but now she was slapped in the face.
As if she sensed that someone was looking at her, Jia Zhang's movements when putting on her shoes froze, and she raised her head to glare at others.
Although they didn't say anything, Jia Zhang believed that these people were laughing at her in their hearts.
Damn He Yuzhu is so lucky.
Just buy four old hens and they can lay eight eggs in a day!
All the good things happened to him.
If their family could harvest eight eggs every day, their food would definitely be greatly improved.
"What a good chicken it is to lay two eggs in one day. Maybe it will die one day."
Jia Zhang said sourly, feeling that it was not enough, and immediately added: "It will definitely die, this chicken is not normal."
Seeing Mrs. Jia Zhang looking like she couldn't eat the grapes and said the grapes were sour, the aunts didn't quarrel with her, but Xiaoxiao didn't say anything.
Seeing that none of them recognized her, Jia Zhang suddenly felt a fire in her heart.
She felt like these people were laughing at her!
Still laughing in front of your face!
"Bah, believe it or not, these chickens won't live for more than a few days."
After saying that, he stood up, carried his own horse and went home angrily.
When Jia Zhang returned to the house, she poured herself a glass of warm water, and the fire in her heart was slightly extinguished.
It’s all He Yuzhu’s fault!
If it weren't for him, how could people like Aunta laugh at him?
The most important thing is that Jia Zhang is also greedy for eight eggs every day!
Since the compensation of 198 yuan to He Yuzhu, the Jia family no longer has much savings.
Eating is not as good as one day at a time.
Jia Zhang has not eaten eggs for many days.
...
It's almost time to get off work.
Qin Huairu walked out with a gourd and gourd.
In the ladle was the feed He Yuzhu left for her. Its main ingredient was some crushed corn kernels.
Before he could pour the feed, Qin Huairu saw eggs again.
This time, no more, no less, exactly four.
Is this hen too productive?
I picked up eight eggs in the morning and four more in the afternoon!
Qin Huairu's face lit up and she stopped caring about feeding the chickens. She stepped into the chicken coop and picked up the eggs.
"Oops, have you placed an order for your hens again?"
Suddenly, a middle-aged woman's voice sounded, startling Qin Huairu.
"Hey, Third Mother!"
"Scared me!"
The third aunt stared at the egg in Qin Huairu's hand and asked with a smile: "Your old hen is so awesome, she's laying eggs again!"
Qin Huairu smiled and nodded, but did not answer.
Carefully stuffing the eggs into his pocket, Qin Huairu began to feed the hens.
The third aunt walked to the chicken coop, took a look, and asked curiously: "Are you feeding them chopped corn?"
If things were normal, the third aunt would definitely say that feeding corn flakes is a waste.
But these chickens lay so many eggs in a day, they can still make money by feeding them whole grains of corn!
"The feed that Zhu Zhu prepares himself seems to be called Kun feed. Chickens will lay more eggs after eating it."
"I also heard what Zhu Zhu said, but I don't know the details."
Kun material?
What is this?
The third aunt was confused and didn't understand what Kun material was.
After feeding the chicken, Qin Huairu patted the gourd and gourd and prepared to go back to the house to cook.
But before he took two steps, he heard Jia Zhang's voice.
"Oh, so many eggs have been laid, can your family eat them all?"
"If you can't finish it, give it to everyone else. You can't eat alone!" Jia Zhang was greedy at that time.
With her taking the lead, another woman chimed in: "That's right, you won't be able to finish all these eggs!"
"There are only two of you in your family, why not give a share to the big guys? We all live in the same courtyard, so don't be so stingy."
"Anyway, chickens can lay eggs every day, so it doesn't matter if they get one point."
Several women headed by Jia Zhang began to clamor.
Anyway, Jia Zhang took the lead.
If the He Yuzhu family really split the eggs, they would also be able to take advantage of it.
Just when Qin Huairu didn't know how to reply, He Yuzhu stopped behind Jia Zhang on his bicycle.
"What are you doing?"
"I just got home and I heard you want to share my eggs?"
He Yuzhu pedaled his bicycle arrogantly, brushing past Jia Zhang and scolding him.
After parking the bicycle, he stood in front of Qin Huairu.
"Who wanted to share my eggs just now?"
He Yuzhu glanced at the commotion, and finally set his sights on Jia Zhang.
Mrs. Jia Zhang didn't show any weakness and said confidently: "Anyway, you can't finish all the eggs, so what's the point of sharing one for everyone?"
He Yuzhu sneered and glanced at the elder Yi Zhonghai who had just entered the courtyard.
"My monthly salary is eighty or ninety yuan, and he and my aunt can't spend it all. Why don't you let me share the money?"
Hearing this, everyone looked at Yi Zhonghai.
Yi Zhonghai was stunned when he heard this!
I didn’t provoke you, He Yuzhu!
Jia Zhang asked you to share the eggs, what does it have to do with me, Yi Zhonghai?
"Ahem, can the salary be the same as an egg? The salary is the hard money I earn from working."
After a pause, Yi Zhonghai continued: "Your eggs are free!"
He Yuzhu snorted.
Yi Zhonghai and the Jia family wear the same pants. They usually like to kidnap others morally. They talk about benevolence, justice and morality, and help each other.
But once his own interests were involved, Yi Zhonghai changed his tune.
"Why is it different?"
"Shouldn't I use grain to feed my chickens?"
After saying that, He Yuzhu moved his eyes to Jia Zhang, smiled meaningfully, and said, "But it's not impossible to divide the eggs!"
"After all, we all belong to the same courtyard."
"Well, Mrs. Jia Zhang, you've been making cloth shoes all day, and it doesn't cost any money. You can give a pair to everyone in the hospital."
"If you can do it, these eggs will be shared among the big guys."
