Chapter 10: Big white goose

Song Tan's grandpa, Song Youde, is a down-to-earth old farmer, 79 years old this year.

He has problems with his lungs and often wheezes, so he hasn't done much work in the past few years.

Daily, besides tidying up the vegetable garden, he plays leaf cards with a group of old men in the village. He has an old tobacco pipe that is rare in the ten miles and eight villages. Every year, people come to ask for the old tobacco oil in the pipe to treat sores.

Grandma Wang Lifen has strong legs and feet, is in great health, and is also a good cook. Now the vegetable garden at home is tidy, and every year people in the village come to her to exchange vegetable seedlings.

She can be called the pillar of the old Song family.

Song Tan walked out of the courtyard, bypassed a vegetable garden, and saw an old red brick house standing at the foot of the mountain. The courtyard at the door was paved with cement, and there was only an osmanthus tree in the corner of the courtyard, with a few chickens nesting under the tree and digging in the sand.

And at the courtyard gate, there was an exceptionally fierce big white goose. It was originally squatting in the corner of the gate, but at this moment, seeing someone coming, the goose-yellow tuft on its head shook instantly, which was very eye-catching.

It widened its small eyes, and at this moment, it "quacked" and rushed over with its wings spread!

Song Qiao behind it also hurriedly spread his arms and rushed up, shouting loudly: "Quack quack quack! Big White, I'm coming!"

Then he skillfully squatted down.

It was like a brotherly hug with the big white goose, one arm hugging the long neck, and the wings hugging the back, which was called deep affection!

Song Tan:...

Such "man and nature," she couldn't make an evaluation for a moment.

Grandma Wang Lifen just came out of the kitchen and was very happy to see Song Tan: "When did Tan Tan come back?"

Looking at Song Qiao again: "Qiao Qiao, don't let Big White get your sweater dirty."

Qiao Qiao raised his head to respond: "Quack!"

The big white goose's clever little head also raised, responding the same: "Quack!"

Wang Lifen laughed out loud: "This child... Tan Tan, have you eaten? Grandma will get you some biscuits."

Song Tan hurriedly went over: "I came back last night, went to the street this morning, and haven't eaten yet."

When Wang Lifen heard this, her steps were faster: "Then I'll get you more to eat!"

Song Tan wanted this effect—since things are expired, then of course they should be handled as soon as possible!

She looked around the courtyard. Grandpa and grandma are diligent people, and the house is clean and tidy. Except for the few chickens in the corner of the courtyard, there is no dirt.

At this moment, her heart moved. She squatted down, condensed a grain of rice-sized spiritual energy with her fingertips, and just shook it. Only to see Qiao Qiao's good brother abandon him, spread its wings and rush over with a "quack"!

Those flat soles stepped on the cement floor with a "slap," the yellow-capped little head stretched out long, and one could imagine how urgent it was!

Not only the big white goose, but the five chickens squatting in the dirt pit and sunbathing also ran over like crazy. The oily neck hair of the leading rooster exploded, the red crown trembled, and the dry eating actually created the momentum of a fight!

For a time, Qiao Qiao opened his mouth in surprise.

Song Tan thought it was bad—she knew that spiritual energy was especially good for planting and raising animals, but she didn't expect the attraction to be so great here!

If this rushed over, her clothes wouldn't be able to be kept!

At this moment, she hurriedly retracted her hand, but the group rushing over couldn't stop their feet!

Just at this moment, she felt a cool breeze whistling past the back of her head. The big broom on her head swept horizontally without hesitation. She could even sense the dust falling from the broom.

That heroic big broom made the chickens and geese rush into a mess, fluttering and scattering in the courtyard, which was considered calm.

Wang Lifen gasped: "Just chopped cabbage to feed them, why are they so crazy!" Then she felt distressed: "This scared them, won't they stop laying eggs in the next two days."

Song Tan felt a bit guilty.

But Wang Lifen just nagged twice, and at this moment, seeing the increasingly fair and beautiful granddaughter, and then looking at Qiao Qiao, her eyes were full of joy:

"Come, come, come, these are the biscuits your aunt bought for me, you eat more!"

Probably afraid that the children wouldn't be full, she directly used a plastic bag to hold half a bag! Song Tan pondered that this would clear out 80% of grandma's inventory, or at least half!

Qiao Qiao was happy to dismantle the bag, and Song Tan didn't stop him, just took the plastic bag in her hand and gave Song Qiao a small biscuit: "Qiao Qiao, let your big goose brother taste it."

The black code of the expiration date was exceptionally glaring, clearly showing that it expired last September.

Qiao Qiao was happy to respond: "Okay!"

The sister and brother, one intentionally and one unintentionally, ignored the distress on Wang Lifen's face.

Her own grandson is silly, Wang Lifen felt distressed about the biscuits but couldn't help it. At this moment, she only looked at Song Tan:

"You've lost weight. Is work in the province okay? How many days are you staying back this time?"

Song Tan didn't hide it from her, but she had to use some spring and autumn brushwork: "Grandma, I came back this time to nourish my body, maybe I'll rest for a long time. When the time comes to plant vegetables, you come to help me!"

Saying this, Wang Lifen understood. Isn't it just that the granddaughter wants to stay at home and play for a while? As for planting vegetables, what can young people do now? It's just for freshness.

She laughed out loud: "Oh, my granddaughter is planting vegetables, I will definitely go to help you!"

Of course, after a few days, she couldn't say anything.

Song Tan looked around: "Where is my grandpa?"

Wang Lifen thought about it: "Probably playing cards with people at the village square. His leaf cards, no one plays them now, it's not easy to get enough people..."

A group of trembling old men, playing one yuan every day, and falling asleep when playing a card...

Wang Lifen was happy that he went out to play by himself.

"Save him from being picky at home." She looked disgusted with the old man.

In fact, the old couple has been together for decades. Song Youde knew them when he was seven or eight years old and grazing cattle for the landlord, and their relationship was deep.

Song Tan strolled around and saw Qiao Qiao squatting there with the big white goose: "Big White, you eat a big one... how is it? Sweet, right? This is milk biscuit."

"I'll eat a small one..."

Song Tan didn't pay attention, and he also ate a mouthful.

Song Tan:...

Forget it, forget it, this proficiency, it shouldn't be the first time he ate it.

Lowering her head to flip through the plastic bag, good heavens, a bag of all kinds of biscuits and candies, without exception, all expired last year.

Among them, there was a pack of oatmeal biscuits, which expired the year before last.

Song Tan flipped it out and was silent for a long time. At this, she didn't even dare to feed the goose.

However, she did take a fancy to that big white goose.

So able to quack, bold, and very sensitive—it was the farthest away when she drew spiritual energy, but it reacted the fastest! It's a good hand for guarding the house.

Wait until the pigsty at the back mountain is simply repaired, then borrow it from grandma to be a pig-herding goose!

Pair it with two big yellow dogs, how does the poem say? "Left pulling yellow, right holding blue," it has that meaning! ===== CHAPTER 11 =====

And if we pair that with two big yellow dogs—how does that poem go? "Leading the yellow on the left, holding the falcon on the right"—it's got a bit of that vibe, doesn't it!