Aunt Liao followed his words and looked at the chicken cage, and there was indeed only one left.

Teacher Liao immediately said, "I've looked for it, but there is no one in the backyard!"

"Old Liao, don't worry, you go to the front yard to look for it again. Maybe you have gone to the front yard!"

"Impossible, it must have been stolen. I just came back from the front yard and didn't see it!!"

Teacher Liao was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and was furious that he immediately shouted:

"who?"

"Who did you steal our old hen!!"

"Come on, there are thieves in our courtyard!!"

This is when everyone comes back from get off work and the yard is the most crowded.

So, Teacher Liao's voice instantly made everyone hear it.

The curious melon-eating crowd came out to watch the fun at this time.

Zhang Qian was too lazy to pay attention to it, and continued to lie down and read, Zhou Jianguo cooked in the kitchen.

Today, the Zhang family’s food is relatively rich, with beef stewed with potatoes, steamed pork with noodles, and rice.

In this era, those who can eat this meal will definitely be rich. Ordinary people dare not eat this New Year’s Eve dinner like this, at most they can only make pork, cabbage, dumplings.

...

Teacher Liao's face looked anxious, his face flushed, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he began to look for chickens all over the courtyard.

When he arrived at Liang Jinxiu's doorstep, he suddenly took a few deep breaths. It was the taste of stewed chicken soup. When he thought of something bad, his face suddenly changed.

Immediately, I kicked open the door, lifted the curtain, and rushed in.

Chapter completed!