Chapter 1697

The cat codenamed 【Mimi】 was a round and firm tabby cat. It was unknown where it came from, but it was clearly an adult in size.

It kept itself very well; its fur was shiny, its skin and flesh were firm, and its four chubby legs and fat paws all showed an extraordinary skeletal structure.

When it responded to Song Sancheng's call, walking slowly along the roof ridge and then leaping downward, its boss-like demeanor was especially evident.

But unlike the clingy Big Orange, Mimi looked very cold and aloof.

At the very least, when those eyes looked down slightly at Song Sancheng, it was clearly spreading this equal contempt to everything.

Song Sancheng:...

He didn't know if the other party understood, but he just opened his mouth and asked: "Fishing, are you going?"

Mimi didn't speak, but it had already jumped fatly and nimbly onto the pedal of the electric scooter.

Song Sancheng looked at it and suddenly felt a sense of humbleness as a servant.

But compared to Big Orange, who didn't give him face, Mimi, who hadn't experienced the dangers of being empty-handed, clearly still had expectations for humans.

Song Sancheng had no choice but to swallow his pride and carefully start the electric scooter. Before leaving, he made an unprecedented instruction to Song Tan: "When you come back tonight, find a way to catch it. I see it's quite big, so why don't we get it neutered?"

Dr. Xiao Guo didn't charge for neutering, but with Song Sancheng's simple farming concept, being able to say such things was clearly extraordinary.

Song Tan nodded: "I'll ask Dr. Xiao Guo—now Chen Xi knows how to do it, so you don't even need to bring it back. Just put it there after it's full, and it can be done tomorrow."

Classes weren't taken in vain, and practice wasn't done in vain. Now Chen Xi was doing neutering at the pasture, and his hand was swift and smooth.

As soon as this was said, Song Sancheng suddenly felt pressure again.

Today he was taking city people fishing. If everyone caught fish and only he kept pulling up empty hooks, wouldn't that be embarrassing?

Thinking of this, he could no longer afford to dawdle at home, so he hurriedly twisted the handle and drove forward quickly.

The crowd driving the cars was already waiting at the river beach pasture.

The terrain here was quite good; even under the scorching sun, there was still a large area of shade. Accompanied by the warm river breeze, although it was still a bit hot, it was not unbearable.

Everyone was fully equipped and ready, pointing at the cows, sheep, pigs, and chickens across the fence:

"It's a pity they aren't suitable for eating fish, otherwise we could have mixed in a few today."

"Do ducks like to eat them? If there are small fish, we can feed them."

"Ducks can catch them themselves; can dogs eat them?"

"Doesn't seem like they can..."

"Oh my, Song Tan has 6 cats at home; if we feed them a little less, it'll be enough—hey Old Yun, I remember you're an empty-handed fisherman?"

When asked on the phone, he was always fishing, and when asked about the harvest, he said there were none in the pond.

Just kidding, the ponds they could find now were all contracted by others; which cycle didn't put thousands of jin of fish in?

Empty-handed is empty-handed!

Those who felt they weren't empty-handed raised their heads happily, feeling very proud.

Chen Xi passed by them carrying a bucket, heard this, turned his head and took another look, his expression complex.

Tie Lian also heard it.

She turned around speechlessly and went into the room to tidy up, muttering to Old Zhang:

"I see this group of fishermen has the same temperament as our boss's dad. They haven't even started fishing yet, and they're already incredibly proud. By tonight, they'll bring back half a bucket of bitterlings, and in the end, it'll all be cheap for our ducks."

The fish in this river were incredibly shrewd.

I don't know what's going on, but they just don't like to take the bait.

They even spread the word; when they see those fresh red earthworms, they take a bite and eat half, but don't touch the hook.

Anyway, it really tests luck and skill.

The boss's dad often goes fishing, and what he brings back are all small things.

If you put them back, it looks like you gained nothing.

If you bring them back, you'll be laughed at.

After all, Seventh Uncle wasn't the Seventh Uncle who would take the time to pinch off the heads and guts of small bitterlings and air-dry them as snacks from the beginning.

In this midsummer, every day there were ingredients to wash, dry, pickle, and sauce, and there was simply no end to the work. Who had time to clean these little things?

In short, they all went to Chen Xi in the end.

He didn't clean them either; he just washed them simply and dried them directly, then ground them up later. Chickens, ducks, geese, pigs, cows, sheep, and even dogs—everyone's food got a little mixed in, focusing on equal distribution.

It's just that...

The boss's dad sometimes couldn't even catch bitterlings, so the amount mixed in was pathetic.

The crowd behind their backs didn't hold expectations, but this group of people didn't understand.

They only knew about this wide river surface, this boundless water, and the river bend outside the canyon that Song Sancheng was full of confidence and determined to take them to.

For this reason, even the blocking nets were removed in advance.

Oh my!

We should go to that kind of place!

I heard that many fish fry were put in the river beach here, and there are many fish. Fishing here doesn't show off one's skills, so we have to go to the wild places!

We have to go to the river bend!

Today they must show off all their fishing skills!

Song Sancheng finally arrived.

He took this group of high-spirited men away, but faced another problem—one boat couldn't carry so many people, and he was the only one inside who knew how to drive the boat.

Sigh, it's a boat! Can't you just get on, start it, and drive forward?

He had no choice but to call Song Tan: "Tan Tan, why don't you and Little Lu come and help drive the boat?"

Song Tan:...

Wu Lan laughed: "Look at your dad, why does he have to mobilize the whole family for everything—you go drive it, drop people off where you drive, and go pick them up at night."

She also instructed: "The sun is so big, and the river surface is very sunny, so don't call Little Lu; call Yanping! Yanping often invited people to go fishing before, and he's very good at it."

It's been hot lately, so he doesn't invite people anymore. In the dark, he's afraid people will be bitten by snakes, insects, rats, and ants—

Mainly because there have been many people coming for medical treatment lately, and the homestay is quite full, so there's not much economic pressure, and he won't try every possible way to make money.

Song Tan adopted this suggestion.

Lu Chuan was indeed afraid of the sun; he already had a girlfriend and couldn't afford to be tanned ugly.

Brother Yanping was different; he was that way regardless of whether he was tanned or not, and he already had a girlfriend, so he wasn't afraid of no one wanting him.

Zhang Yanping, who was trying to complain at the clinic but couldn't find an opportunity because there were too many patients, and whose bored wandering scared a group of people in line into sitting straight:...

He just asked why they didn't look for Lu Chuan, and why the cousin had to tell the truth?

Weren't white lies useful?

Just as he was about to protest, he saw Dr. Xiao Guo say: "Song Tan, hurry up and take him away; he's affecting the mood too much here. When I'm taking pulses, people's pulses are faster..."

With his figure and face, even if they were old customers, their bodies would tighten up if they stared for a while.

It wasn't even easy to insert the silver needles.

The rejected Zhang Yanping:...

When he was a soft, white, fat bun, how could he have imagined he would be treated like this today?

?? Sleeping at 11:30 and waking up at 6:00, feeding two cats, and another one seems to have symptoms too, but I'm already numb, haha.

? The problem is that the symptoms are different and the strains are not quite the same, so the doctor doesn't recommend keeping them together. Now there are no rooms...

? Oh my, my billion-dollar mansion has been delayed by the cats!