Chapter 190: The

How heavy was Da Wang's taste to give birth to a pig baby?

The culprit was found.

Song Tan didn't even need to look back, just called out loudly: "Da Wang!"

A moment later, there was a sound in the shrubs, and then a gust of wind flew past, Zhao Fangyuan curiously turned her head to look—

"Oh my god!"

She sat on the ground with a thud.

Because the one standing in front of her just now was a huge dog head, looking exceptionally fierce!

But only surprised for a moment, seeing Da Wang just walk past her, Zhao Fangyuan climbed up from the ground again, looking at Da Wang eagerly:

"I really want to touch it..."

What a thing to say!

Song Tan was a little proud: Who wouldn't want to touch Da Wang when they saw it?

However...

"Didn't you see the dog just now?"

Zhao Fangyuan was also puzzled: "Not only did I not see the dog, I didn't even see the goose."

Pointing again, it was indeed Da Bai!

Seeing so many people, it was excitedly flapping its wings: "Ga ga ga—"

It stretched its neck and rushed over, looking like it wasn't coming to hug people, but to fight!

The power of a goose, one person couldn't fight it!

Everyone lifted their feet and hurriedly shrank behind Qiaoqiao.

Song Tan:...

Don't know why, she felt Da Wang was discriminated against.

But at this moment, Qiaoqiao had already familiarly hooked shoulders and backed with Da Bai (although Da Bai's short wings couldn't hook shoulders or back, the meaning was there).

"Da Bai, Sister said we can raise little pigs in the future! I don't have to be sneaky anymore!"

This child!

Everyone remembered that he recently used the excuse that pigs ate a lot, and fed them several times a day, and couldn't help but feel dumbfounded.

"Hey."

Zhao Fangyuan leaned over and whispered:

"Your brother is so attentive to this group of pigs, when killing pigs during the New Year, don't pickle the pork with tears!"

Song Tan:...

It wasn't impossible.

Looking at Qiaoqiao's expectant and innocent face again, it was really difficult to say the truth:

"Qiaoqiao, you know what we raise pigs for, right?"

"I know."

Qiaoqiao proudly puffed out his chest: "Just like the vegetables in the vegetable garden, when they grow up, we eat meat."

Song Tan:???

She tested another sentence: "Then do you dare to watch when killing pigs?"

Qiaoqiao instantly shrank again, and then looked at her with tearful eyes:

"I'm a little bit afraid," he compared a small distance with his little finger: "Can I not watch?"

Here was a deep sister-brother affection, and there Song Sancheng and Song Youde couldn't wait to enter the pigsty, and carefully look at this little wild boar.

But there was no need to go in, they could see clearly across the fence.

The little wild boar was small, but looked strong.

Now that they got a pig for nothing, and it was a wild boar, the meat in their hands didn't know how fragrant it would be!

At this moment, the father and son's brain waves were synchronized, all with satisfied smiles.

Everyone surrounded the wild boar and looked left and right, until Seventh Cousin's loud voice echoed in the mountain forest—

"Dinner is ready—"

At this moment, the chickens and piglets were excited, and gathered towards the people one after another.

And everyone didn't hesitate to throw down the little wild boar, turned their heads and hurried down the mountain.

Heaven and earth are big, eating is the biggest.

Fortunately, Song Tan's conscience was still there, now holding Da Wang's head and rubbing it:

"Baby, you are great! I decided that you and Da Bai will be stationed here in the future, and let Qiao

Da Wang nestled obediently against her neck, then let out a low "woof."

She looked at Da Bai again, only to see that this little yellow-capped gander didn't care for her in the slightest.

Seeing Qiao Qiao's back as he walked away, the entire goose turned around without a hint of hesitation, its sharp, perky tail feathers wiggling as it waddled slowly toward the shrubbery.

Look at that smug little attitude of yours!

Song Tan hooked her little finger, and a wisp of spiritual energy instantly swirled around it.

Da Wang and Da Bai turned their heads again, and then this aloof gander let out a "honk," tilted its wings back, and charged over like a cannonball, *pat-ta-ta*!

But it was too late.

That bit of spiritual energy had already been fed to Da Wang.

At this moment, the person and the goose stared at each other, and in the gander's beady eyes, thunder seemed to be brewing—

"Honk!

!"

The group went down the mountain, only to see that Seventh Cousin, Teacher Xin, and Wu Lan had already set the food on the table.

Zhao Fangyuan was a newcomer, and seeing a table full of such a sumptuous feast, she couldn't help but feel a bit flattered:

"Oh my, how can I be so bold..."

She muttered, rubbing her hands together.

Song Tan, however, said casually from the side: "Nothing to be embarrassed about, we eat like this three times a day."

Zhao Fangyuan:!

!

She felt this was a fake humble-brag, but seeing everyone sitting there looking so calm and steady, it seemed, perhaps, maybe, possibly...

Her family really ate like this?

In that instant, the scales in her heart swayed wildly, jumping back and forth between giving a discount and not giving one.

Just as they were talking, Zhang Yanping walked over from outside.

The ten people fishing today were the same as yesterday; the only difference was that nine were fishing and one was weeding, but everyone had ordered two to three boxed meals each...

Seeing Song Tan, he smiled and said: "Tan Tan, that person from yesterday was quite efficient and didn't slack off at all. When I went over to deliver food just now, I took a look, and more than half the weeds in the chestnut grove had been pulled."

The weeds there had only been plowed once in March, and they had already grown back. However, the soil was loose, so it didn't take much effort to pull them.

But even so, for the other party to have such efficiency, Song Tan couldn't help but nod: "As expected of our potential client, truly hardworking and capable."

You bet!

Zhang Yanping replied without hesitation: "Hardworking, working like a horse for you, contributing money... tsk tsk tsk, I see one more person needs to stay behind to weed tonight, remember to arrange it in advance."

But it's strange, I don't know why his post on the Fishing Bar was suddenly locked. The ten people who signed up these past two days are the same ones, signing up the day before for the next day...

Working from five to six, it's like a proper job, and he doesn't even have to pay wages.

A capitalist's delight.

Turning his head, he saw the strange young lady sitting next to Song Tan and couldn't help but be stunned.

"This is..."

Zhao Fangyuan reached out her hand generously.

"My name is Zhao Fangyuan, 'Fang' as in fragrance, 'Yuan' as in the Old Summer Palace. You're Zhang Yanping, right?"

Seeing him nod, she laughed out loud: "Just as my dad said, you aren't as likable as Qiao Qiao."

As she said this, the whole table of people laughed.

Zhang Yanping:...

He curled his lips: "That's true, after all, I'm more mature, he's still just a little kid. But Zhao Fangyuan, are you the 'Yuan' from the Old Summer Palace?"

When this was said, Zhao Fangyuan was also stunned.

At this, everyone laughed again.

Song Tan also added a sharp jab with a laugh: "Exactly! I wanted to ask when you were introducing yourself."

But at that time, the person hadn't been tricked over yet, so she had to be cautious.

Only Xin Jun, sitting to the side, had a smile on his lips, and he was whispering to Qiao Qiao at this moment:

"What does 'Fang' in fragrance mean? First, it's scent. Second, it's flowers. Third, it represents beauty and goodness. Teacher will test you, which 'yuan' makes a smoother word combination?"