Damn it, Who Wants to Have Babies With a Love Rival

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Chapter 55

　　Lin Zhen had been busy in the fields for several days. Today he finally had some free time and was able to catch up on his sleep comfortably. Ji Congzhe stopped disturbing him.

　　In the past, when hens laid eggs, the couple would specially pick out the hatching eggs and put them in a bowl. Seeing that there were six hatching eggs in the bowl, they planned to use them for the hens to hatch today.

　　But Ji Congzhe didn't know how to make hens willingly hatch eggs. He put the eggs in the chicken coop and chased the hens several times to no avail, so he had no choice but to ask Aunt Yang next door.

　　Aunt Yang asked him to prepare a basket and a handful of dry straw, then spread the straw in the basket, and then asked him to catch the hen.

　　Ji Congzhe went to the henhouse and grabbed the hen's wings when it wasn't paying attention and took it back to the house.

　　Aunt Yang had already put the eggs into the dry straw and was holding a bamboo sieve in her hand.

　　"Put the chicken in."

　　Ji Congzhe asked worriedly, "This chicken won't crush the eggs, right?"

　　Aunt Yang: "It's okay, just put it in slowly."

　　Ji Congzhe carefully put the clucking hen into the basket. Aunt Yang quickly picked up the bamboo sieve and covered it with the basket. After a while, the hen became quiet.

　　Aunt Yang let the chicken adapt to the darkness for a few minutes, then slowly opened the bamboo sieve and took a peek inside. She nodded with satisfaction, "It's hatching."

　　Then she took off the bamboo sieve, and Ji Congzhe saw that the hen was squatting peacefully.

　　"You just put the food next to it, and don't worry about the rest."

　　"Okay." Ji Congzhe asked again, "How long will it take to incubate?"

　　"I should need it within twenty days."

　　At this time, Chen Hu walked into the house from outside. When he saw Ji Congzhe, he said anxiously, "Xiao Ji, didn't you take out your millet to dry?"

　　Ji Congzhe said "Ah" and said, "We put the millet in the cupboard."

　　"You have to take it out to dry in the sun. The millet hasn't been damaged in the sun. Hurry up. Where is Lin Zhenren?"

　　"He's sleeping upstairs, then I'll wake him up."

　　"Go quickly, take advantage of the good sunshine these days, and hurry up to dry it. Rice will be milled in the village in a few days." Chen Hu left after explaining, and Aunt Yang also returned to her home.

　　Ji Congzhe went upstairs to call Lin Zhen. It could be seen that he was very tired even in his sleep, but he couldn't bear it.

　　He thought for a while and prepared to put the corn in the cupboard into the basket first, so that when Lin Zhen woke up, he could pick it out to dry.

　　The height of these two large wooden cabinets reached to the waist. Ji Congzhe took the dustpan and shoveled it into the basket. At first, the shoveling went smoothly, but as the grain in the cabinet became shallower and shallower, it became more difficult for him to shovel.

　　The main reason is that the bulging belly is too much in the way.

　　"What are you doing!"

　　"Fuck, you scared me!" Ji Congzhe saw Lin Zhen get out of bed in a panic and snatched the dustpan from his hand.