The Strongest Dad in the 1980s: Fu Bao is the daughter of Heaven

Tangtang's behavior was so shocking that it directly wiped away the joy of Pheasant and Egg.

The three of you looked at me and I looked at you. For a moment, you didn’t know what to do?

In the end, Chen Feng calmed down first and said, "Don't think too much, just go out first!"

He put the wild eggs in Chen De's basket. Uneasy, he told the two of them: "Don't tell anyone about this."

The two knew what he meant and nodded, their eyes falling on Tangtang beside them.

After all, I have listened to the old man talking about various strange things about mountain spirits and ghosts since I was a child, so I know that Tangtang's situation is also very strange.

This is really happening around us. If people knew about it, there might be some problems.

Especially since Tangtang itself has some bad words said.

"We know." Chen De rarely became serious.

Da Lu also nodded, "Brother Feng, don't worry, we won't tell anyone."

Tangtang looked at these people with a puzzled face, wondering what they were talking about?

She also wanted to tell some dads that she could see with her eyes after touching the pheasant, so she knew where the eggs were?

They didn't get over it until the three of them took Tangtang out of the forest.

On the other hand, nothing strange happened along the way.

However, the two pheasants were still alive. They didn't intend to kill them, but they were afraid of running away, so they chopped the bamboo with a machete on the way, then added rattan to make a cage for the pheasants.

After arriving at Liziyuan, Chen Feng put Tangtang down.

He looked at Tangtang, then at the pheasant cage made by Chen De and the others next to him, and warned: "Tangtang, just sit here while dad and your two godfathers go to pick plums. Don't run around and don't Touch that pheasant.”

Tangtang nodded quickly, staring straight at the pheasant in the cage.

However, he was afraid that the child would be forgetful and playful, so Chen Feng found some more rattan rods and tied the cage tightly with knots.

After finishing their work, the three of them started picking plums.

"Wow...your plums are so big!" Chen De sighed, picked a plum that had turned from green to yellow-red, and put it in his mouth to bite.

The plums tasted crisp and crisp, and Chen De sighed again, "Well, it tastes really good, sour and a little sweet."

Chen Feng said, "Hurry up and pick them. There will be plenty for you to eat later. It's important to sell the plums now."

On the other side, while Dalu was eating, he began to pick quickly with one hand.

Last year, Chen Feng's family also sold plums for fishing. It wasn't too much, more than 100 kilograms, but it didn't cost any money, and all the sales made were profits.

After all, labor time is not a cost in their eyes.

Chen Feng said while picking: "Pick it quickly, I will send it out later, otherwise I will have no money!"

The three nodded quickly.

When Chen Feng came across redder and larger plums, he picked them directly and put them in his pocket. When he got close to Tangtang, he brought them directly to Tangtang.

"Come on, Tangtang, eat this."

Tangtang was looking at the pheasant, touching its exposed feathers, and wanted to ask if it had any family members.

Hearing the sound, Tangtang raised her head and looked at Chen Feng, "Dad..."

"Hey, come on, eat some plums."

Two big plums were stuffed into the child's hands, and Tangtang's hands were filled.

She said, "Thank you."

Chen Feng felt his heart melt after hearing this, "You're welcome, this is what dad should do."

Tangtang happily bit the plum and continued to watch the pheasant.

She looks cute and a little silly, and she is no different from other children.

Chen Feng really couldn't figure out how Tangtang could have special powers. How could she have such abilities?

He looked back at the two brothers who were picking excitedly, and then looked at Tangtang.

Then, he sat down and asked Tangtang in a gentle voice: "Tangtang, tell daddy, how do you know there are pheasants there, and how do you know the pheasant eggs are over there."

Tangtang was eating plums like a little rabbit, and when she heard his words, she was obviously stunned.

Tangtang looked up at her father, then pointed at the pheasant, "Touch it."

"Touch it?" Chen Feng was stunned and looked at the two pheasants, "Just touch them?"

Tangtang couldn't explain it, so she nodded, "Yeah, I just... saw it."

"See? How can you see it?" Chen Feng was a little anxious.

But Tangtang was only so small, so how could she explain it clearly?

She was already telling her father in the simplest words, "Touch, see, Tangtang sees, okay."

Chen Feng: "..."

After a few seconds of silence, Chen Feng decided to give up and continue asking.

How can such an old child ask clearly?

Chen Feng could only regard it as a coincidence and continue picking plums.

They picked big plums, and there weren't many plum trees. But surprisingly, the trees were full of plums this year, and they were not too small. They were all very big and full, crisp and not bitter.

Chen De praised while eating, "Yeah, it's delicious, it's delicious."

Chen Feng rolled his eyes at him, "Pick it for me quickly. I'll make you pay for it after you finish eating!"

Chen De chuckled twice and went inside.

Chen Feng didn't care about Chen De's eating, and he cursed a lot, but everyone knew that he wouldn't care about it.

However, he is more confused now.

"The plums are a bit strange this year. There are so many and they are so big. It's really weird." Chen Feng muttered as he picked them.

Dalu Hanhan smiled and said: "Isn't it good to be big? Do you want a small one?"

Chen Feng shook his head, "No."

Who doesn’t want the fruit to be big and plentiful.

But this goes against logic.

Whether it’s crops or fruits, as the yield increases, the quality will definitely decrease.

The amount of fertilizer he buried last year was about the same as in previous years. No matter how much or how good it was, it would still not be as good as it is now.

In the morning, he only picked a few outside the yard and thought it was normal.

Only when I came in now did I realize that it was not normal.

Chen De was generous and said with a smile: "Oh, don't worry about it. There is less rain for plum blossoms and pollination this year, so they produce more fruits. It rains when we need water, and there is sun when we need sun. Is it any wonder that they grow well?"

The three of them murmured and made various speculations, but no one paid it any attention, thinking that as long as there was fruit and money, it would be enough.

But not far away, Tangtang, who was eating plums and looking at two pheasants, suddenly muttered, "Hello, Grandpa Tian."

Because there were a lot of plums, the three of them picked almost enough, so they went back first and picked the rest tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

After all, the house that Chen Feng sold last year couldn't get too much every time.