Chapter 298: San Bao, Si Bao, and Zhou Qibao

Sun Sun Shouping tried hard to breathe deeply, suppressing his anger and disbelief:

"Even if you can't afford meat, leftovers are always fine, I didn't pick and choose!"

To tell the truth, dogs are omnivorous. If there is more meat, their lives will be better.

If there is less meat... that's also fine.

With a lifespan of only ten or twenty years, being happy is more important than anything else. He really didn't pick and choose, otherwise he wouldn't have sold the dogs to Song Tan at the low price of 3000.

But this... what does it mean to feed them wheat bran and rice bran?

Beside him, Zhang Zhang Yanping was still laughing guiltily: "That... there aren't that many leftovers."

Where would there be any leftovers?

Now, in order to ensure the dog's food, they serve the dog's portion before eating. Who eats and who has leftovers is not necessarily the case!

Besides, if the dog wants to eat, the pigs also want to eat. Seven pigs and eight dogs (the three little treasures also eat a lot), good heavens, they have to cook two more pots to be enough for them, it's really hard to handle.

And...

Zhang Zhang Yanping tried hard to explain: "They really didn't eat much, every time it's just adding a scoop when mixing vegetable leaves, really not much!"

It's just a matter of two mouthfuls. Otherwise, if they really only ate this, how could they raise the dogs so well?

Sun Sun Shouping:...

He should be very angry.

But looking at San Bao and Si Bao staring at him, looking at their flowing muscles and oily hair...

So angry!

Why are they fed so well with wheat bran and rice bran!

He went down the mountain angrily, otherwise this anger would have no steps.

Zhang Zhang Yanping also hurriedly followed.

His mood at this moment was slightly strange, a little guilty, but also a little proud.

What he felt guilty about was that he had promised his good brother that he would treat his dogs well, but now they eat vegetable leaves and rice bran every day—of course, although it only accounts for a very small part, they have eaten it after all.

Compared to other dogs that eat imported dog food or raw meat, it's natural to feel short of breath.

But it was precisely because they ate these things that they raised these dogs to be oily and smooth, with amazing quality, which made him feel a sense of pride again.

And Sun Sun Shouping was now silent, also entangled by this contradictory mentality.

The two soon came to the field.

At this moment, looking at the two pieces of rice fields that were about to mature, he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of envy.

"Song Tan's family also grows rice themselves? Really good!"

Thinking about it, he looked at Zhang Zhang Yanping: "We are brothers, you have to get me some rice when the time comes."

Zhang Zhang Yanping smiled bitterly: "Do you know how many people are eating in our family now? Whether the rice from these two fields is enough to eat is another matter."

For example, himself, two big bowls of white rice per meal, now it has become a habit.

Fortunately, there was no unexpected weight gain, just getting darker and brighter.

The water and soil in this mountain are really unfair. Song Qiao Song Qiao and "just getting whiter and whiter, only him, dark and dark, and strong, it's very safe to go out!

In the future, when talking about business with others, it won't be the original white, fat, and kind bun face, but like a debt collector.

Sigh, sun protection is not enough, Ping Ping sighed.

Hearing his words, Sun Sun Shouping remembered the full big bowl of sticky rice porridge in the morning—the appetite is really not small.

At this moment, he could only dispel this idea.

And then looking at the large piece of green vegetable field: "Where are the two dogs?"

Zhang Zhang Yanping didn't see them either, so he could only raise his voice: "San Bao, Si Bao!"

After a while, he heard the sound of "Wang Wang" dog barking.

The two stepped on the ridge, bypassed the two pieces of rice fields, and saw Song Song Youde in the corner of the field, next to the shade of the bamboo forest, with two dogs around him, busy with something.

Beside them was a half-grown little one, jumping up and down, and was pressed to the ground by San Bao again, eating half a mouthful of mud.

Seeing this, Sun Sun Shouping couldn't help but feel a sense of pride:

"How about it? This dog is not bad, right! Look, you don't necessarily buy a dog with such quality and rules for ten thousand yuan!"

But when he walked closer and looked, he was silent again.

Only to see the black-backed dog's height and weight were one size larger than when it was in the base.

But this is not the point.

The point is, at this moment, the black-backed dog is pressing its head low, its butt is high, its big tail is shaking, only hearing it "Ha Chi Ha Chi" panting, its body moving—

Looking forward, the face is clearly happy to death!

What are the two front paws doing?

——Digging the soil.

Only to see a whole row of this field was dug out with deep and shallow uniform pits.

Sun Sun Shouping:...

Fine.

Many dogs love to play with mud, so he didn't say anything.

But the key is that the Ma Quan is one step behind, and is pulling the soil on the pits dug by the black-backed dog again to cover the pits!

It's outrageous!

This is clearly farming!

Beside him, Song Song Youde was sitting on a small stool, holding an old palm-leaf fan, fanning the wind while happily:

"Good! Look at our San Bao, a good hand at farming!"

While saying this, he suddenly dug out a little soil, and the mud splashed, and the little earth dog Zhou Qibao was covered in soil, and was shaken off by it ignorantly.

"Woo Wang!"

The Ma Quan raised its head, and its bright eyes were also looking at Song Song Youde.

So Song Song Youde also treated them equally: "And our Si Bao, this cover is just right! The corn seedlings will definitely be very good when they grow up!"

Isn't it, San Bao dug the pits, Song Song Youde was responsible for sprinkling two corn seeds, and Si Bao continued to cover.

This piece of shade has almost two ridges. Everyone looked at Song Song Youde's fancy praise silently, and watched the two dogs finish farming...

It's outrageous.

And then, only to see this little old man say again: "Look at how hard our treasures work! They can even farm! Can they water?"

"Let me see which treasure can?"

Good heavens, as soon as this was said, San Bao and Si Bao ran away like a competition, and Zhou Qibao was short-legged, but it had ambition, and quickly followed!

However, Si Bao was tall and long-legged, thin and powerful, and its big mouth opened, and it grabbed a soft tube connected to the water well without hesitation, and then proudly walked down the ground.

Crystal clear water splashed all the way, and the newly planted two rows of corn were soaked.

San Bao whimpered, sat there, its two front paws moving uneasily, and then looked at Song Song Youde again.

At this moment, these two dogs didn't even give Sun Sun Shouping a proper look.

Sun Sun Shouping watched them complete the whole process of farming like silly girls deceived by scumbags, and the bitterness and speechlessness in his heart were simply indescribable.

After a long silence, seeing that the land was watered, he asked with difficulty: "What are you planting?"

Song Song Youde was stunned, Zhang Zhang Yanping hurriedly introduced: "Grandpa Song, this is the one who sold the dogs, and also my classmate."

Song Song Youde was really surprised: "Young man, you raised these dogs? Really good, obedient! You have great skills!"

He praised sincerely, and then explained: "The tobacco originally planted here was pulled out, and I didn't think about what to plant for a while. Tan Tan said there are late-maturing good varieties of corn, so just let them try." ===== CHAPTER 299 =====