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Chapter 18 His Chicken, His Egg

The squad leader and You Xiaoxiu, like two small animals, crept into the woods to rustle for a long time, and finally a secret sound of small water jets spattering on the ground finally came out.

In order to cover up the sound of urinating, You Xiaoxiu spoke loudly: "Ah? What did you say, monitor? What a big chicken? Yes, yes, it is so big!"

Excellent parents and class teachers: "..."

You Xiaoxiu: "Squad leader, what are you doing, I haven't finished peeing yet... What the fuck are you trying to catch chickens?!"

The verbal teasing can still be regarded as a joke, and it is a bit hard to listen to it openly. The two adults cleared their throats and turned around, and there was a burst of clucking, and they saw the monitor and You Xiaoxiu walking one after the other from the woods. When he came out, the squad leader had a... chicken in his hand.

It turned out to be a chicken, quite fat.

You Xiaoxiu was full of admiration while buckling up her belt: "The squad leader is so powerful, he caught him in a short time, it's like a rabbit flying like a falcon."

There are people up and down the mountain in the scenic area, and there is no wild area. After a few people pondered, it was probably because the farmhouse on the top of the mountain did not lock the door, allowing the poultry to slip out.

The excellent parent smiled and said, "It's just right, I'll take it back to the mountain to make rooster stew."

When the four people and one chicken finally climbed slowly to the top of the mountain, half of the dishes were served, and everyone was eating in full swing. The class teacher and the excellent parents casually found a table with a lot of space and sat down. You Xiaoxiu and the class leader went to find a place to wash their hands. When he came back, he covered his stomach with one hand, with a furtive expression, revealing a kind of secret happiness.

The homeroom teacher has an occupational disease, so no matter where he is, he can't help but pay attention to the development of the two students at any time. As long as his expression is not upright, there is a problem.Especially You Xiaoxiu just said to himself at noon that he wanted to peek at the monitor taking a shower... He squinted his eyes like a psychopath, and asked You Xiaoxiu: "Where is the monitor? Why did you two go? Washing hands like this Long?"

"Squad leader was dragged over by them to have dinner." You Xiaoxiu blushed and said, she lifted the clothes on her belly and motioned the head teacher to look at it, only to see two gold coins hidden on his white and tender belly. small eggs.

head teacher:"……"

You Xiaoxiu didn't feel ashamed at all, she was still offering treasures to the head teacher in a low voice, muttering: "The head teacher picked up two eggs!"

Well, the squad leader is a good hand at touching gold.

Class teacher: "Then what are you doing with it? Hatching eggs?"

You Xiaoxiu really thought about it seriously, and said: "What if?" Before the class teacher could sneer at him, he quickly circled the key point: "This is the egg that the class leader gave me!"

Children are so contented, good parents don't bother to talk to him, and eat alone.You Xiaoxiu's buttocks were as if they had thorns, and she couldn't sit still. She just peed on the mountain and went to the bathroom after eating two mouthfuls.He solemnly took out the two precious eggs and put them on the table, asking the head teacher to help him keep an eye on them so they don't fall.

He hadn't been walking for long, when a mob of people came from the next table to toast, the head teacher didn't see the two eggs while the wine glasses were rising and falling, and when the people left and sat down, the eggs were gone.

The excellent parent was picking eggs out of the soup pot. After peeling off a shell, he put it into the head teacher's bowl and said thoughtfully, "Eat it, it's soft."

It's about to die, this father is his son's nemesis.

On the other hand, You Xiaoxiu didn't know that his "love letter egg" was boiled into a soft-boiled egg by his father, and he had already shared it with his teacher who had no teacher ethics. He came out of the bathroom happily, He was going to sit at the monitor's table for a while, but before he reached the ground, he saw them laughing and laughing at the table from afar, a male author actually put his arms around the monitor's neck, and kissed him on the forehead.

This fucking, soul crit!

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