Chapter 201: The Seventh Pig

At this very moment.

The clear-headed Song Tan and the half-tipsy family stood together by the pigpen, counting the addition and subtraction within ten, and everyone counted at least three times.

However, there were still seven.

Dawang sat quietly in the bushes on the side, with smooth lines, high-spirited posture, shiny hair on its chest, and a pair of eyes that seemed to shine with brilliance.

If it wore a big red flower, all the postures of meritorious dogs going on stage to receive awards could be reflected on it.

But people are meritorious, it's a thief!

Taking advantage of the fact that Master Zhang, who was half-tipsy, hadn't seen Dawang, Song Tan walked over quietly and hugged Dawang's neck:

"Baby, you just tell me, you steal like this every day, are the wild boars willing?"

"Woof!"

"What do you mean by this? Willing or not, I can't listen to your one-sided words."

"If this wild boar comes looking for its cub, and turns over my forest and vegetable garden, who will be responsible for this?"

"Woof!"

"Look at you, you can't afford this responsibility, you are still raised by me now. Your dog food is almost gone, do you know?"

"Woof!"

After a fruitless communication, Song Tan thought for a moment and lowered her voice: "You stole two, I'll give you two big pieces of good meat for the New Year. But there is one point, if the pig in its family comes over, you have to find a way to keep them."

Then she added: "It's best to keep them alive, let's raise them and adjust the flavor first, otherwise the wild boar meat is fishy and smelly, I guess you won't be happy to eat it."

"Woof."

Dawang adjusted its front paws and puffed out its chest again. Song Tan looked at it twice and felt that the pie just now might be a bit empty, so she had to give Dawang something practical.

"Like this, you look so handsome, next time I go to the city, I'll buy you a red bib!"

"What red bib?"

Until Wu Lan and Wang Lifen walked over, laughing from ear to ear at this moment. Two rough palms touched Dawang's head, and looking at it was no different from looking at the treasure in their arms.

"I just said our Dawang eats so much, it must be very useful! Look, the guard work hasn't been witnessed yet, but it brought wealth. No wonder people say raising a dog prospers the family, and the dog brings wealth."

"Good Dawang!"

Grandma Wang Lifen liked such simple good dogs, and at this moment promised: "I originally had a red flower jacket, now I'm old and can't wear it, I'll take it apart tonight and make a big bib for our Dawang!"

"Our Dawang is so handsome, Grandma will also sew a lace edge for you at night!"

Dawang's eyes were half-open and half-closed, and it was already intoxicated by this kind of praise that had no skill but all emotion. Only Song Tan vaguely remembered Grandma's big flower jacket, and at this moment made a final effort for it—

"This thing isn't expensive, or I'll just go buy one..."

"Buy what buy?" Grandma refused flatly:

"The bibs on TV are just like that, right? When winter comes, I can even crochet it with wool."

While stroking Dawang's smooth hair, she promised: "I'll get you a long rope, and we'll tie a bow behind the neck!"

Dawang's thick tail couldn't help but wag twice.

"That won't do!" Song Tan hurriedly refused: "It runs in the mountains, a bow will get caught."

However, Dawang was unhappy: "Woof woof woof!"

Its steps began to tremble.

Making Grandma ecstatic:

"Look, I said our Dawang likes this style!"

Master Zhang, who was half-drunk, finally crawled out of the pigpen, he was happy:

"This is a little sow!"

"Oh my, buy a little boar to breed later, it's also very good! Remember to call me when castrating pigs next year!"

Until Wu Lan was still a bit regretful: "If I had known, I wouldn't have castrated that little pig this morning."

"This won't do!" Song Tan hurriedly comforted her:

"Mom, the policy on wild boars doesn't know when it will be relaxed, you can't catch their whole family and descendants!"

Master Zhang also echoed: "Right, the male wild boar has a violent temper, if it's in the pen, if it's not castrated, it will fight every day. Even if it's locked up separately, your wire fence might not be able to stop it, and the pigpen will be arched down."

That's true, the wild boar's tusks aren't for show.

After a wave of shock, everyone returned to the dinner table.

Master Zhang drank a wave of small wine, hadn't had time to eat a bite of the dish, and went to the mountain to wander around, and now his appetite was wide open, he picked up his chopsticks and picked up a piece of cilantro mixed with beef nearby.

"!

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He added another chopstick, looked at the braised beef, and then looked at the cilantro, this time the speed slowed down a lot.

But... it's still delicious, right!

That unique spicy and pungent taste, blending the taste of this braised beef... Master Zhang secretly swore: he only eats one bowl today, but one bowl of rice and one bowl of beef, very reasonable, right?

After all, everyone eats a bowl of white rice with dishes, it can't be counted together.

However, Seventh Uncle had already picked up his wine glass and touched him, and then turned the turntable, greeting: "Don't just eat cold dishes, eat something hot! Taste my bamboo shoot dried braised bacon."

The bamboo shoots were dug out one after another in the bamboo forest later. Some were eaten, some were dried, don't say, the things in this land paired with meat, that taste... simply amazing!

Master Zhang watched the cilantro mixed with beef slide past him, but he was old, and he couldn't lose his old face when he went out as a guest. At this moment, he smiled stiffly and stretched his chopsticks into the bamboo shoot dried pot.

"!

!"

This time, he widened his eyes again.

That is to say, a bowl of rice with a bowl of bamboo shoots, very reasonable, right?

Seventh Uncle touched him again, and then proudly showed off: "Taste this wolfberry leaf stir-fried egg, I have never used such good wolfberry leaves in my life! Nourishing the liver and improving eyesight, eat more! Don't be polite!"

Eating vegetables appropriately is the life philosophy of health-conscious people, so even if he watched the bamboo shoots slide past him again, Master Zhang still made a calm appearance:

"Must eat more, when you get old, you have to control, eat less meat."

Green wolfberry buds stir-fried with golden eggs, this is eggs collected from nearby villages, stir-fried golden and oily, not to mention how tempting it is.

At this moment, a slight fragrance came, Master Zhang was energized, and also quickly stuffed it into his mouth—

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Chewing and tasting the stir-fried eggs in his mouth, the fragrance of wolfberry buds was particularly obvious.

Master Zhang looked at the dazzling array of dishes, and then looked at the other people burying their heads in eating, and finally understood at this moment:

It's not that which dish is particularly delicious, but that every dish is delicious!

He stood up and handed the bowl forward:

"Girl, give me a hand, serve me a bowl of rice."

Wolfberry bud stir-fried egg with a bowl of rice to open the appetite, this is also very reasonable, right?

Song Tan sat by the door, specifically helping everyone serve rice, and at this moment, she familiarly picked up the empty bowl and came to the stove, the big shovel buckled down without hesitation, and then pressed hard, and a bowl of rice was solid.

Then, she waved the spatula and buckled another spoonful on it fiercely. ===== CHAPTER 202 =====