Li Feng guards the incubator. Wen Xiao takes three chairs. Jiang Yixin sits down and two people look around at Sahuan's little partridge chicken.

"It's really small." Wen Xiao disliked it, but he couldn't hide his joy on his face.

"Keep your voice down. It's said that the rare birds born just now are timid and easy to be frightened to death." Jiang Yixin lowered her voice and stretched out her hand several times to touch a few little guys, but she didn't dare to take action.

Worried about being touched to death, the mortality of little partridge chicken is very high.

"It's not a chicken. It's not as delicate as you think."

Luo Bi smiled directly, sat down in another small chair, raised her feet and kicked the small carton. The four little partridge chickens staggered, and immediately squeaked in surprise. She didn't know where to run.

"Ah, you... You..." Wen Xiao's face was black, and he couldn't scold if he couldn't beat it. This is his ancestor. Feng Ling was used to it.

Jiang Yixin took precautions and pulled the small carton a little farther away from Luo Bi.

Robbie: "... And..."

People were afraid of her. She changed places and stood up to guard the incubator with Li Feng. At this time, a little partridge chicken broke its shell and came out. Suddenly, she remembered that the newborn chicken was afraid of the cold. She asked, "who of you has smaller animal skin? Take it out and cover it on the carton. The little partridge chicken is afraid of the cold."

"I have." Li Feng took out several clean new animal skins.

Jiang Yixin took it over and carefully covered it on the carton. He was worried that the little partridge chicken would hold back and leave a gap. Luo Bi glanced. The chick couldn't hold it in the carton, but it was better to leave a seam. The chick needed an appropriate amount of light.

Li Feng takes the newly hatched partridge chicken out of the incubator. Jiang Yixin lifts the animal skin. When Li Feng puts it in one by one, he immediately covers the animal skin.

The small carton is not big. According to the normal density, put up to 30 small partridge chickens. Luo Bi turned back and said, "how many are you counting?"

Without counting, Wen Xiao clearly said, "twenty-four."

"Let's change another carton. Dozens of chickens are crowded together. It's not good to have a high density. This small box can hold up to 30." Luo Bi said what she knew.

Jiang Yixin said "Oh" and moved some of the enough small cartons. Wen Xiao pulled over the other one prepared next to him and covered it with animal skin. Li Feng put some in again and again.

When it's full of twenty, change to another small carton.

When Fengling came back at five o'clock, all the little partridge chickens had hatched, a total of 124, and dozens of others failed to hatch. Take them out of the incubator and throw them away.

"I'm awesome." Luo Bi took the man's arm and asked for credit.

A hook on the corner of the man's lips held her in his arms. Jiang Yixin replied for Fengling without looking at her: "powerful."

Li Feng raised his hand and slapped him on the back of his head. He usually eats fast. Unexpectedly, he still has the problem of grabbing words.

"Why did you hit me?" Jiang Yixin didn't understand why she was beaten.

Wen Xiao couldn't help laughing: "beat your mouth."

Jiang Yixin scratched his head and looked at Li Feng. Li Feng nodded. That's what he meant.

Luo thought it was fun and giggled. Seeing the time to cook dinner, she said to several humanitarians, "have dinner at my house."

"That's up to you." Wen Xiao stood up from his small chair and studied the other two incubators with Li Feng: "when will the eggs in these two incubators hatch?"

"It's early, about half a month." Luo Bi replied.

Li Feng is a good cook. No one is not polite to him. Let him do the cooking. Luo Bi starts at the same time.