I am a Primitive Man

It was already bright outside, and Han Cheng, who woke up from his sleep, rubbed his head and smiled wryly.

I was tossed by dreams last night enough, I didn't sleep well all night, and I was dazed when I woke up.

If two cubs like this are really born, is that okay?

Lying there dazed for a while, Han Cheng sniffled and started to get up. After washing up, he went to the chicken coop to see the chick.

After passing by, I found that the hatching rooster had come out of the nest, and was leading a group of fluffy balls, looking for something to eat in the hen pen.

This group of newly born chicks, with nascent curiosity, ran back and forth with the rooster, making immature cries from their mouths.

One or two gluttonous chickens focused on finding something to eat on the ground.

It was so easy to find a cut blade of grass and put it in his mouth. Before he could eat it, the other one saw the food and ran to cut it off.

He opened his mouth and pecked at the other end of the blade of grass, and the two started a tug of war like eating rice noodles across the bridge.

The two little guys fought back and forth for a while, and each ate part of the grab.

Tilting his head, he wiped his mouth left and right on the ground, only to find that the chicken father had gone away with the rest of the chicks when he looked up.

The two contented little guys panicked immediately, and they couldn't care about anything else. They screamed anxiously, flapped their fluffy wings, and ran towards the old rooster quickly with their slender legs.

After running to the side of the old rooster, it was considered to be quiet, and began to run around there leisurely again.

Seeing the scene of two little chickens crowing and running towards the big rooster, Han Cheng was terrified. Last night's dream cast a shadow on him.

Fourteen?

After lying down and looking at it for a while, I finally counted the little pompoms running around.

Shouldn't it be fifteen? Why is there one less?

Han Cheng hurried to see the chicken coop.

The chicken coop was full of bloody eggshells left behind after the chicks broke out of their shells.

Uncover a corner of the net, poke it in with a stick and fiddle with it twice,

Sure enough, an intact egg was found inside.

Han Cheng quickly found a net bag, reached in and pulled the egg out.

Put it close to your ear and listen carefully, you can vaguely hear the faint crowing of chickens, and the sound of pecking eggshells from time to time.

Seeing this, Han Cheng quickly held the egg in his hand, then turned and ran towards the room.

Back in the house, put the eggs in the armpits of Bai Xuemei, who became lethargic due to pregnancy, to keep her warm.

This is a relatively unlucky chick. Its unlucky thing is that it develops much later than other chicks.

There is also a certain period of time for the chicken to hatch. After most of the chicks are hatched, and after pulling back and forth for too long, it will get up and lead the hatched chicks away.

Because if you don't go, those chicks that hatched earlier will be too hungry to carry.

At the same time, it is also a relatively lucky guy. The lucky thing is that when Han Cheng passed by, the mother's old rooster hadn't been out of the nest for too long.

If it is delayed for a while, in such a season, it is impossible to escape the fate of being frozen to death.

Bai Xuemei was woken up by Han Cheng's movements, and just about to turn over, Han Cheng, who was quick-eyed and quick-sighted, stretched out his hand to support her.

If this is turned over on one side, you can eat hairy eggs.

After figuring out what Brother Cheng put in her armpit, Bai Xuemei, who was still a little confused, immediately perked up, and then became a little confused again.

Aren't chickens hatched from chickens? When can humans hatch chickens?

Bai Xuemei blinked and asked Han Cheng.

Not only can humans incubate chickens, they can put hot water in a large tank, put a sieve on it, put eggs in the sieve, and cover it with a quilt. As long as the temperature is well controlled, chickens can also be produced.

Kang is the same.

After all, when the egg is laid by the hen, it has already been fertilized successfully, and all it needs is a suitable temperature.

Bai Xuemei, who got the exact answer from Han Cheng, is not dozing off at all. Such a novel thing can attract her attention the most.

She lay there, clamping the egg in her armpit, listening to the faint crowing of the chick from time to time, feeling the movement of the chick pecking at the egg shell, with joy and novelty on her face, she didn't even eat breakfast .

Seeing Bai Xuemei so happy, Han Cheng sat here and talked to her for a while, then went out again.

He wants to get some better food and feed the group of newly born chicks.

With the continuous efforts of the chick, the hard eggshell finally couldn't stand it anymore. At about ten o'clock in the morning, one part of the eggshell was slightly damaged.

The opening gradually widened, revealing the pointed mouth of the chick.

Bai Xuemei opened her big eyes, watching without blinking, very serious and joyful.

Towards noon, the eggshell finally cracked open, and a fluffy chicken came out of it.

The chick is gray as a whole, its mouth and paws are a little orange, fluffy, like a ball, very cute.

The newborn chicken looked around, and after a few calls, it naturally lay down next to Bai Xuemei, very quiet and well-behaved.

This chick, who has never seen anyone else of its kind, obviously took the Bai Xuemei she saw at first sight as its mother.

When Han Cheng came over, he also smiled when he saw this little chicken. After all, a grown chicken has a lot more meat than a fluffy egg.

He squeezed some millet and put it in the palm of Bai Xuemei's hand. Bai Xuemei spread her palm half sideways and put it in front of the little chicken.

The fluffy chick looked at it for a while, then lowered its head and began to peck at the rice with its small orange beak.

The chick was just born, and its strength was not very strong. It tickled the palm of the hand with its small beak, and the happy Bai Xuemei clucked and laughed.

This little chicken also completely regards this place as its home. After eating some millet and drinking a few sips of water, it ran back and forth on the kang, grilling here and pecking there.

The bright sunlight passed through the gaps in the window sills, slantingly shone into the room, and fell on the kang, leaving a thick beam of light.

Inside the beam of light, fine dust is constantly floating, which looks very amusing.

Something like this quickly caught the eye of the fledgling chick.

It came under the beam of light, tilted its head to look at it for a while, then kicked the ground with its two slender legs, jumped up vigorously, fluttered its small wings, and stretched its neck to peck the beam of light.

When he landed, his feet were unsteady and he fell to the ground, rolling like a fur ball.

Looking at the clumsy and cute look, Han Cheng couldn't help laughing out loud.

After a while, Han Cheng was going to take the chick away and send it to the rooster who had become a new mother chicken, and let him lead it.

This kind of plan was finally completely dismissed when he met Bai Xuemei's reluctant and pitiful eyes.