Chapter 295

Sun Shouping carefully examined Zhang Yanping and found that his good brother was even more high-spirited than when he saw him in March.

Besides being a bit dark, the person seemed to be much sturdier.

He smiled: "It's hot, it's comfortable to leave early."

That's true.

Now everyone in the house gets up at five or six o'clock, otherwise once the sun comes out, no one can stand the temperature.

The only ones who can hold their ground are the fishing enthusiasts by the pond.

Zhang Yanping was greatly moved when collecting money, thinking that when Tan Tan has money, she must maintain the pond, and build a corridor with a roof—

This big sun, how scorching it is!

Actually, Sun Shouping also felt that he came quite early, but he didn't expect that someone came even earlier.

Just at the gate of the old house's courtyard, a young girl was holding two bottles of wine, and was entangled with a plainly dressed little old man there!

One was desperately pushing it away, refusing, and the other was desperately trying to stuff it into his hand.

Being far away, he didn't hear clearly what the two were saying, just some scattered words floating in his ears—

"... Grandpa, you accept it..."

"Really can't accept it..."

"You accept it..."

"No, this is too expensive, take it back..."

When he got closer, he took a look, and the wine bottle even had "Certain Collection" and "Certain Special Supply" written on it...

This is incredible!

Looking at the girl again, she was young, plain-faced, and her spirit looked good, just her skin was slightly dark.

Looking at the plainly dressed little old man opposite, it was probably Song Tan's grandfather.

Seeing an outsider come, the two didn't entangle much, just saw the girl sigh heavily and say gloomily: "Alright then, if you don't accept it, you don't accept it. When the festival comes, I'll open a bottle and we'll have a drink together."

This gave Song Youde a fright!

"Don't dare! You'd better take it back! I have wine for the festival. If you dare to take it again, don't enter my house, take it back, take it back!"

Seeing the other party leave dejectedly, Sun Shouping only felt his temples jumping.

Afterwards, he asked Zhang Yanping quietly: "Who is this girl? Your relative?"

Zhang Yanping took a look and said nonchalantly: "Oh, our village secretary."

She just took a fancy to the old man's tobacco shreds, and has been coming over to entangle him with two bottles of wine every day for the past two days.

To say anything else, Song Youde would definitely not be able to resist when he saw wine, but only these tobacco shreds were his treasure.

This year, because of these few tobacco shreds, Qiaoqiao shouted "Smoking is harmful to health" in the courtyard every day, and even had a little emotion towards Song Tan.

This isn't it, Song Tan almost let go and said she wouldn't plant it next year.

Good heavens!

There were only 200 jin of dried tobacco leaves in total, and after smoking the stems, there were only 100-plus jin. If she doesn't plant it next year, what about the year after?

The little old man had a strong sense of crisis, and now he looked at the tobacco shreds like gold, and nothing could be exchanged for them.

This isn't it, Secretary Xiao Zhu returned in defeat again.

But Sun Shouping didn't know about these.

He just took a cold breath, and then examined Zhang Yanping again—

How did he not know that his bunkmate brother had this background at home?

A secretary isn't a big official, but she is the one in charge!

The old saying goes that a county magistrate is not as good as the one in charge, it's not without reason!... Now that the one in charge has brought such good special supply Maotai to the house to give gifts, and then the family doesn't accept it...

The look he gave Zhang Yanping was a bit strange.

But Zhang Yanping didn't notice at all: "You don't know, those few treasures were so obedient and sensible when they came back! They said they would guard which mountain, and they guarded which mountain, and there's also Dawang..."

Just preparing to exhort again about the 3000 yuan, he turned his head and saw Sun Shouping's complex and gloomy expression, and couldn't help but be stunned: "What's wrong with you?"

What could be wrong?

Sun Shouping just thought: If he had this ability at home, if those few dogs of his were really sent out, he wouldn't have any way either.

He didn't speak, but the thick-nerved Zhang Yanping had already found the answer for him: "Are you missing your dogs? I knew it! Treating those dogs like your little treasures every day... But now they are in the field, brother, I'm starving to death now, and you haven't eaten breakfast either, right? Can we eat breakfast before looking?"

And then, regardless of Sun Shouping's answer, he pressed him directly in front of the dining table: "Come, it just so happens that the porridge in the pot is cold, paired with this cold-mixed purple vetch, I can finish two big bowls in the morning!"

The sticky glutinous rice porridge was cooked by Grandpa Qi Biao after five o'clock, but since the weather is hot now, no one wants to eat it with a slurp and be covered in sweat early in the morning.

So everyone maintained the habit of working in the summer before, finishing the work, and then coming back to eat.

Eating at eight o'clock, the temperature is just right.

Sun Shouping was still thinking about his dogs, but being anxious wasn't a way, and he was indeed hungry now.

Looking at Zhang Yanping who was happily serving porridge in front of the stove, he thought: It's not strange for you to eat three bowls with your body—

Wait!

Why is the bowl for serving porridge the big sea bowl used for banquets in the countryside?!

Eating two bowls of this, and it's glutinous rice porridge—can his stomach digest it?

However, this moment of distraction, Zhang Yanping had already handed the spoon to him: "Come, taste it quickly."

"Let me tell you, Grandpa Qi Biao's cooking is simply a masterpiece!"

The red and green chili cold-mixed purple vetch, even if the purple vetch was blanched and frozen in the refrigerator before, it didn't affect its refreshing and appetizing nature at this moment.

Sun Shouping tried to scoop a spoonful with a spoon, and stuffed it into his mouth with the warm and cool porridge, and then his eyes widened instantly.

Until he swallowed a mouthful, he saw Zhang Yanping's eyes looking at him with a smile:

"How about it? Didn't lie to you, right? With this taste, if you don't eat two big bowls with me, count it as my loss!"

Song Youde just entered the courtyard and heard Zhang Yanping talking to someone like this, and couldn't help but glare at him: "What kind of silly talk is that!"

"People are new here, eating two big bowls of porridge in the morning, can they digest it?"

"Your Grandpa Biao is stewing meat at noon, don't eat too much glutinous rice, it's really not easy to digest."

As long as he thought that the few treasures were sold by the young man in front of him, and then thought that Dawang caught two piglets for the back mountain, Song Youde's look at Sun Shouping was exceptionally kind.

So much so that Sun Shouping was eating porridge, and kept sighing in his heart:

Low-key people, everything they do is so low-key!

Even to someone who runs a dog farm, they are so polite.

However, thanks to Song Youde's words, Sun Shouping didn't stuff himself until he couldn't move.

After finishing a big sea bowl, he put down the spoon reluctantly, and touched his round belly:

"Shall we go out for a stroll?"

Zhang Yanping also happened to finish eating, and stood up: "Let's go."

"I'll take you to see the dogs—which dog do you want to see first?"

Are they really at home?

Sun Shouping was puzzled, then why hadn't he heard any news about them being in heat or neutered until now?

Song Tan clearly said at the beginning that she didn't plan to neuter them so quickly...

He had something on his mind, so he was a bit casual when answering: "Anything is fine, whichever is closer, I'll see."

Then what else is there to say?

Zhang Yanping decided instantly: "Let's go. Go to the back mountain and take you to see Dawang!"

Good night!

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"Chang'an Good"

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