The hens had already started their work.
The next morning, Xu Yang went to the chicken coop and saw that the hens had laid eggs.
They were still warm.
This was very convenient after all, since every household needs to have a few eggs on hand for cooking.
With the output from the hens, egg self-sufficiency could be achieved.
At the moment, the hens were nestled on top of the eggs, hiding them securely.
"Stop hiding, it's pointless anyway. These eggs haven't been fertilized and can't hatch chicks."
Xu Yang crouched down, extended his hand, and tried to take the eggs from beneath the hens.
The hen pecked lightly at Xu Yang's approaching hand a couple of times.
It seemed to be saying:
"What do you think you're doing?"
"I'm asking you, what do you think you're doing?!"
Xu Yang had encountered this situation before, and extended his left hand, which had eight or nine fresh kernels of corn.
Seeing the corn kernels, the hen pecked at them one by one and ate them.
