Chapter 1152 The Little Darling Sat Duck to Death!

Qin Beizhou reached out to pick up the little lucky bag, but found that there seemed to be something under the little lucky bag's buttocks.

He frowned suspiciously and asked, "What are you sitting on?"

"Duck duck!" said the little lucky bag.

Qin Beizhou: "???" Did you sit the little duck under your butt?

"Ducks can't sit, you'll crush them to death." Qin Beizhou said, "Come on, get up, Uncle picks you up."

"No, no, we want to hatch ducks and ducks!" Xiao Fudai waved his hands immediately and shook his head, otherwise Qin Beizhou would hug her.

Hatch ducks?

Qin Beizhou looked puzzled, he picked up the little lucky bag and took a look, only to find that there was a duck under the buttocks of the little lucky bag, it was clearly a few eggs.

The little lucky bag was in a hurry, humming and asked Qin Beizhou to put her down, "Hatch ducks, baby, I want to hatch ducks!"

Seeing that the little lucky bag looked like it was about to cry, Qin Beizhou quickly put down the little lucky bag.

Little Lucky Bag stretched out his hand to move the eggs, then squatted down cautiously, then lowered his head to stare at the ducklings in front of him, and stretched out his fingers to poke the ducklings' heads.

Qin Beizhou was a little dumbfounded.

"Where did you get the eggs?" Qin Beizhou asked.

Little Lucky Bag pouted unhappily, and emphasized: "It's Duck."

"..." Qin Beizhou's mouth twitched twice, "Yes, it's a duck, where did you get it?"

The little lucky bag pointed in the direction of the refrigerator.

Qin Beizhou: "..." You are quite obedient, knowing that there are eggs in the refrigerator.

But……

The eggs in the refrigerator are for food, even chickens can't hatch, how can you hatch ducks?

Seeing that the little lucky bag was very persistent, Qin Beizhou didn't say anything.

All right, you can hatch if you like!

Who hasn't been stupid in childhood!

Qin Beizhou shook his head with a smile, stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the head of the little lucky bag, left her alone, turned and left.

About ten minutes later, Qin Beizhou heard heart-piercing cries coming from the direction of the kitchen.

He was startled, and immediately ran from the living room to the kitchen to see what happened.

At a glance, he saw Xiao Fudai sitting on the ground, crying with tears in his eyes, he was extremely wronged like that.

"What's wrong?" Qin Beizhou took a look, picked up the little lucky bag, and found that the few eggs that the little lucky bag had just put under his buttocks were all broken.

So it was because the egg was broken that he cried like this?

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

"Woooooooooooooooooo..."

The little lucky bag wailed hoarsely, "Duck is dead... woo woo woo woo... the little baby sat ya duck to death... woo woo..."

Qin Beizhou: "..." Shouldn't he be amused by this kid at this time?

After all, the child cried really sadly.

Qin Beizhou picked up the little lucky bag, touched the back of the little lucky bag, and comforted softly: "Don't cry, don't cry, it's not the fault of the little baby, it's not a duck, it's an egg, the egg that the little baby eats every day, it will grow up in a while." Uncle will cook an egg for you, okay?"

"Wooooooow, Yaya is dead..." Xiao Fudai sobbed, "That's Yaya..."

Qin Beizhou walked to the refrigerator with the little lucky bag in his arms, opened the door of the refrigerator and took out an egg, "Look, this is an egg for the little one, not a duck."

As he said that, Qin Beizhou took a bowl and cracked an egg into the bowl, wanting to tell Xiao Fubao that this is not a duck.

Unexpectedly, after seeing the egg yolk in the bowl, the little lucky bag cried even more sadly: "Wooooooow, duck... woooooo, duck died again..."

Forehead……

this……