Chapter 284: Sky-Falling Wild Chestnut

And Dawang climbed back to the dog nest as if nothing had happened, at this moment two front claws padded under its chin, tongue rolled lightly, and a cherry that was only bitten at the tip appeared in its mouth—

Really fragrant, really sweet, really delicious!

The big tongue rolled slowly, slowly sucking the cherry until not a drop of juice was left.

On the other side, Dabai always felt that something was wrong, and at this moment while sleeping, suddenly "quack", and stretched its neck out from under its wings again.

It looked at the forest vigilantly.

But the forest was quiet, and even Dawang closed its eyes and didn't steal anything.

It then "quacked" twice guiltily, and then hesitated, tucking its head back into its armpit again.

And the squirrels on the tree were so angry that they didn't sleep in the middle of the night, scolding and jumping, and staring at the big dog underneath with hatred!

They jumped up and down on the trunk, full of anger, and then couldn't hold back, turned around and took out a precious wild chestnut from the tree hole, and "popped" threw it down.

That wild chestnut stored last winter was already light and airy, falling from a high altitude, hitting Dawang on the head; it didn't even lift its eyes, just moved its ears, turned over and fell asleep again.

Squirrels:... Squeak!

!

Early the next morning, after the person in charge arranged today's work, just about to go to the Song family to talk about the cherries—he looked at it for a night, and it was much riper this morning.

Just saw Song Sancheng and Song Youde pushing a small cart over: "We'll take some more of these old bricks and cement sand."

"Okay." Song Tan had specifically explained that her dad and grandpa could take whatever they wanted, and calculate the material money together later.

Just...

"What are you planning to build this time?"

Last time they pulled these things, they said they were building a roasting room, and that side was still burning coal, baking and roasting.

It's already May, and the 30-degree weather is not too hot.

The person in charge smokes, but he hasn't smoked this kind of tobacco leaf, and at this moment is very puzzled—that is to say, where is the cigarette inconvenient?

Song Youde and Song Sancheng sighed:

"Don't mention it, the chicken coop on the mountain is too small, preparing to add a little more."

As for the long-tailed pheasant or something, they listened to Little Secretary Zhu and didn't publicize it. In case someone couldn't help but mess with it, the one who would bear the responsibility later would still be them.

Speaking of this, the person in charge agreed: "Your chickens grow quite fast, looking at them, they are all strong, it's good to build the chicken coop bigger."

While helping to pick up a few bricks and put them in the cart, he asked again: "Old brother, what price are you going to sell the cherries?"

Song Sancheng laughed: "Look at you, if you want to eat, just pick them, later I'll get you a clean bag, pick as much as you want. What money or not!"

People are building houses for him, how can he sell?

Even if someone in the village comes to ask, he has no way to mention money!

After all, it's just a cherry tree at the door, not a cherry orchard.

What the person in charge feared was this.

He takes these projects, he really doesn't lack money, if possible, he is willing to pay to contract the cherries of the whole tree!

What he feared was that people didn't want money.

If they don't want money, is he embarrassed to pick more?

At most 3 jin 5 jin, and he has to be thick-skinned.

But the taste of this cherry is so good, how can it be?

He is a big man, used to think he didn't like fruit, but only after eating this cherry did he know what is good.

Just this taste, he can show off three jin in one breath!

If he could eat a little every day, how beautiful would that be!

At this moment, he said half-jokingly: "Old brother, your family's cherry taste is really good, if you don't want money, I'm embarrassed to pick—if you can name a price, I can contract the whole tree!"

Song Sancheng couldn't agree to this: "Contract what contract, own things, still say these polite words, if you want to eat, just pick, don't mention money—my old man and I still have to hurry to fix the chicken coop on the mountain, you pick it yourself, don't be polite!"

Saying this, he pushed the cart and ran.

They still have to tear down the wall behind the chicken coop on the mountain, and then lengthen it. Otherwise, the 2.5-meter tail feathers of the long-tailed pheasant can't be stuffed in, how stifling it looks!

Build it when the chickens are active and eating outside during the day, the movement is not big, and it won't scare them.

Of course, it depends on whether the long-tailed pheasant accepts noise when hatching eggs... If it doesn't accept, then give it a piece of baby cabbage.

Alas, it is indeed what Tantan said, a pure hot potato.

And the person in charge looked at the cherry tree lingeringly, both expectant and regretful at this moment.

He didn't pretend to be polite either, if he wanted to eat, he would pick, so naturally he walked directly under the tree, untied the netting, but just as he drilled into the net, he felt something was wrong outside.

Peeking—good heavens!

Isn't it a group of five or six squirrels, standing on the ruins at the door, jumping their feet and looking at him!

Little things, now it's your turn to only be able to watch!

He laughed, reached out and grabbed the string of red cherries closest, and then pulled them down and stuffed them into his mouth, his expression exaggerated and intoxicated: "Really sweet! Really delicious!"

Although he didn't know if the squirrels could understand words, his sigh could stimulate the other party.

Unexpectedly, it really stimulated them.

Only seeing the squirrels jumping around on the ruins, the calls were endless, as if they were scolding him from a distance.

Among them, there was one, don't know if it was the one last night, actually picked up a small cement sand block beside its feet, and "popped" threw it over.

Of course, it had little strength, and it hadn't reached the cherry tree before it fell to the ground.

But this wave made the person in charge even more proud:

"Well... cherries are really delicious! I can eat them, you can't eat them hahahaha!"

Just laughing, he felt a gaze on himself, turned his head to look, and saw Song Tan with Qiaoqiao, Zhang Yanping, and Xin Jun, all 4 people standing in front of him, all with complex eyes.

Person in charge:...

Looking at each other in silence, silence permeated.

After a long time, Zhang Yanping smiled awkwardly: "Uncle, you... you really like cherries."

He probably was embarrassed to say it, and could only evaluate it dryly.

The person in charge felt his old face blushing.

He hurriedly remedied: "I'm not... I usually... I mainly... that what, there is a group of squirrels coming to steal cherries, I'm mainly stimulating them!"

After saying this incoherently, he turned his head to look, but where were the squirrels on that pile of ruins, not even a hair could be found!

Song Tan also smiled considerately: "Uncle, if you want to eat, just pick, no need to..."

While speaking, she took out a clean fresh-keeping bag from her arms: "My dad asked me to bring it to you, pick as much as you want."

"However, cherries can't be stored, it's best to pick as much as you eat."

While speaking, she made a position: "Qiaoqiao, it's your turn."

Qiaoqiao also looked at the person in charge twice, and at this moment lifted the small basket in his hand and started rummaging on the tree.