Chapter 258: Field mouse

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the palm of Song Tan's hand.

In her fair, tender palm, that little pink ball of a field mouse hadn't even opened its eyes. It sniffed around in her palm, weak and helpless, arching its body with difficulty, looking especially pitiful and cute.

Therefore, even knowing it was a pest, Zhang Yanping looked again and again, a series of vectors for popular infectious diseases flashing through his mind, yet he couldn't bring himself to say to kill it.

Song Tan looked at Sanbao's sparkling eyes below, and Si Bao, who was also squeezing over to compete for favor, and became even more silent—

That is to say, Treasure, do you know what you've brought?

And, how long has it been, and the two treasures have already figured out the field mouse's nest?!

If they stay for another period of time, will there be any species in the whole field that they haven't mastered?

Only Song Youde hesitated for a moment: "There's only one, how do we divide it? It's not enough for a plate—I think this little field mouse looks quite tender. How about we take it back to feed Dabai?"

I don't know if Dabai is picky, or if it eats it?

Seventh Cousin hesitated: "If we could get a whole nest to eat, it would definitely have a unique flavor. Song Tan, can your two treasures dig up a few more nests?"

In the eyes of a chef, everything can be eaten.

But... what year and month is it to eat wild game? Everyone expressed resistance.

Seventh Cousin looked at everyone's expressions and wasn't happy: "What do you know!"

"Wild field mice were collected at a high price for a period of time back then, and a jin was worth quite a lot of money!"

They were all rural people, and everyone understood the logic, but the one in front of them hadn't opened its eyes, and it was arching and licking Song Tan's fingers...

Oh my, how could they bring themselves to do it?!

And at this moment, Qiao Qiao leaned over:

"Sister..."

He was hesitant, his voice small.

Song Tan understood what the child wanted to do as soon as she saw him, but...

"No."

"Wild field mice carry many potential infectious diseases, we can't take this risk."

"And it's a pest."

"Then..." Qiao Qiao blinked: "Can you put it back? It's still so small, it hasn't even opened its eyes..."

Put it back?

Wouldn't that be letting a tiger return to the mountain?

"Do you know how much food a field mouse can damage in a year? Just like a rat!"

"But..." Qiao Qiao was a bit anxious: "I know it's bad! It eats food! But it's really so small!"

"And... and..."

He racked his brains: "This piece of land was already the home of field mice before we came!"

Alright, now it's philosophy, nature, and ethics.

"This silly child!" Song Sancheng looked at him: "What do you know? Everything in the world follows the survival of the fittest, and they all have their own laws of development. Heaven told us to farm this land, and naturally, there's a reason for it."

Zhang Yanping muttered on the side: "It's not Heaven that told us to farm it, it's clearly the household contract responsibility system that assigned it here..."

Before he finished speaking, seeing that little pink field mouse emitting tiny squeaks, he also couldn't speak.

It was... really too small!

Song Tan looked at Qiao Qiao's expectant eyes, and finally couldn't help but soften her cold heart. She flicked her fingertip, and a burst of spiritual energy washed over the little field mouse's whole body.

It lay limp in Song Tan's palm, its squeaking sound becoming louder, and the whole mouse looked extremely comfortable.

Not to mention, its appearance at this moment seemed even more depressed and cute.

Song Tan handed the little field mouse to Qiao Qiao. The child hurriedly cupped it with both hands, and then carefully picked it up:

"Can I raise it at home?"

It was already like this, and facing him, everyone always held a sense of tolerance.

"Yes!" Song Youde changed his stance from just now about feeding it to Dabai, and even took the initiative to say:

"When Grandpa goes back, I'll weave you a sturdy cage with bamboo silk—field mouse teeth are really capable of gnawing—Tantan, if it doesn't work, you can buy an iron one when you go to the city."

"Isn't it popular to raise those hamsters now? I think this is about the same as that thing, just fatter. Just give it more to eat when the time comes."

While speaking, he looked at Qiao Qiao with worry: "You say this child, his heart is so soft, what will he do in the future?"

But the future is a very distant thing; of course, take care of the happiness at hand first.

Song Tan touched Sanbao and Si Bao's heads again, and then praised: "Not bad! You've been a big help. Next time anything comes to destroy our vegetable field, catch them! I'll add something delicious for you at noon."

Hearing this, the two treasures' tails wagged even more happily. At this moment, sticking out their tongues, their expressions were obedient and cute. Looking at their silly, honest appearance, one couldn't imagine how they had just rushed into the vegetable field like lightning and bitten the pheasant.

Alright, this morning was really exciting.

First, they caught a national first-class protected animal, then let it go, and the national first-class animal didn't want to leave.

After finally getting rid of it completely, the family was about to welcome a little field mouse. Song Tan knew that there were also a few wild cats in the back mountain that Qiao Qiao fed with leftovers every day.

This child, there's really nothing to say...

But since they were raising it, let's just be happy.

The spiritual energy had washed over the little field mouse's whole body, so it would likely be more affectionate and obedient in the future. Moreover, it was healthy and free of those dirts, so raising it was fine.

Honestly, if she couldn't see it, she would just wave her hand and destroy it. But this little thing was squeaking in her palm, and for a moment, her current soft heart couldn't bring itself to do it.

It seems that exterminating rats is something that must be left to the treasures.

And while they were in the field, the excavator young man, relying on the fact that there was no work, approached the person in charge again:

"Brother, didn't you discuss with the owner early this morning about being responsible for our meals?"

He watched the other party chat with Song Sancheng for a long time, and even talked about buying or not buying...

The dark-skinned young man's face was full of expectation—he was truly craving it; he even dreamed at night of eating a meal from this place again!

The person in charge felt a blush for the cherry he had just asked for, and looked at him impatiently when he heard this:

"Go! What meal discussion... why are you thinking about eating all day long? Can't you work properly?"

"I am working!" The excavator young man was also very unwilling: "This work is done so well, look at how stable the foundation is! How much work does my excavator do every day?"

Person in charge:...

Seems like it.

But what he said in the morning really wasn't about meals!

"I was..." Halfway through, he asked again, unwillingly:

"I ask you, how delicious is this family's food?"

Originally, he didn't believe it, but the cherry tree full of cherries beside him really made him waver.

The young man was a bit disappointed when he heard it wasn't, but now that the person in charge asked, it meant there was still a chance!

He perked up: "Delicious to the point where I can bury my head and eat three big bowls! I dream of eating their food every day. Really, I've never eaten anything more delicious than theirs."

So certain?

The person in charge looked at his sincere eyes and hesitated:

How about... find a chance to talk about the house, and by the way, get a meal?

Good night.

Also, say it loudly again: Field mice are pests!!!!

But I really secretly raised one when I was a child (it was very cute), and it was fed to a big rooster by my mom, woo woo...

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