At the edge of a forest, not far from the hill, grandparents grow cottage living alone. Occupation and wild vegetable to sell enough to live. Grandparents raising chicken to be conceited. Hens lay eggs and hatch out later son is cute little to seven every morning hen to cluck, call you out a living teaching ferret food and small insects. On the ground, some days I will scatter cooked leftovers from the bottom of the pot to eat with a hen with children and เจ็ดมี very happy. And feel grateful eyes she raise his mercy. The grandpa and grandma is watching the foxes and little chick tangled up by mom won't away with loving.