Song Tan Jishi

  Chapter 49 49. Moving bag

  The car is driving on a smooth road, and it takes about an hour to travel from the urban area to my hometown.

   Qiao Qiao has already eaten all the things he ordered at noon, especially egg tarts, red bean pie and fried chicken wings. At the moment, he is engrossed in playing with his little duck toy that **** its wings, having a great time.

  As he grows older, most of the time, his family will unconsciously treat him as an adult.

   But his heart was still at the age of five or six.

  Although the family members still talk to him in a coaxing tone, but as the children in the village grow up and go away, Qiao Qiao has not owned toys for many years.

  His only happiness is watching cartoons.

  If Song Tan hadn't experienced this change, he would probably have taken root in the mountain village for the rest of his life, watching his cartoons ignorantly until his parents were old.

  Maybe he will slowly learn to cook simple meals in the future, but Song Tan looks at him and can't help but want to bring him more happiness.

   "Qiao Qiao, when the vegetables are sold out, I'll take you to the playground in Ning Province."

  Their city is too small, and children can only go to the park to play with a few simple equipment. But those equipments are really old, Song Tan is still worried.

  Ning Province is the capital city after all, with complete infrastructure and a large playground, including water and air, which is enough for him to be happy all day.

  Jojo turned his head and asked curiously: "What is a playground?"

  Song Tan thought for a while: "It's a place where many people have fun, and they can play for a whole day!"

  Jojo rejoiced: "Really? When are you going?"

  Song Tan thought for a while: "Zi Yunying can still be sold for about ten days, and I will take you there when it is sold out!"

  If you go to Ning Province, it only takes four hours to drive. She doesn't have to worry about mental problems now, she only needs to spare one day.

   Farming is too busy, and there are things to do every day. But Qiao Qiao's happiness is also very precious, Song Tan is unwilling to give up.

  Jojo often goes out now, and knows better, now he asks: "Then can we eat this then?"

  He shook the duckling: "There are four different ones printed on the box, and I only have one."

   It can be seen that what conquers children is not only delicious, but also this **** routine.

  Song Tan muttered helplessly: "You are delicious."

  The boy has a big appetite, and now he is slowly starting to do farm work, and the consumption is even greater.

   There is nothing left of those things at noon.

  As for Song Tan...

   While driving, I only ate the upper and lower hamburger slices that Jojo picked out. Have to say, the food outside is still a pain to eat.

  The deeper the aura, the more picky the taste will be in the future. Do you want to bring a box lunch next time you go out?

   While talking, Qiao Qiao suddenly pointed to the side of the road:

   "It's moving."

What?

  Song Tan looked over, and saw a **** cloth bag in the grass by the roadside, the top rope was tightly tied, and something was moving inside.

  She moved her ears and heard a faint whimper. So he stopped the car and said, "Go and have a look."

  Jojo hurriedly got out of the car, but after tugging at the bag for a long time, he finally only brought the whole cloth bag back:

   "Sister, I can't open it."

  The plastic rope was wrapped several times, and then tied a dead knot. It is normal that it cannot be unraveled.

  Song Tan took out the knife and swiped at it. Even if she had been mentally prepared, she couldn't help cursing at this moment: "What the hell!"

   These are three little dogs.

  Two yellow ones and one black one, each only a little bigger than a palm, with hairy bodies. His eyes were black and bright, and he was whimpering and crawling towards them.

  Looking at it like that, it's clear that he can't even stand firmly.

  Jojo was also stunned, and cheered casually: "Puppy!"

  But he looked at the bag next to him again, and wondered, "How can the puppy come out with such a tight tie?"

  Yeah, using a strong cloth bag and tying it so tightly is clearly not giving these dogs a chance to survive.

  This is a remote road, except for a few passing vehicles, no pedestrians will stay.

  Song Tan knew that the village did not have the habit of sterilizing animals. Sometimes cats and dogs gave birth, and they would choose to throw them away. In order to prevent cats and dogs from remembering their way, they will be put in bags and thrown away.

  But ordinary people throw dogs, there is no such throwing method.

  The three puppies in the cloth bag were still crawling, they kept pushing their noses against Jojo's hand, and they were making moaning sounds, probably because they were hungry.

  She took a deep breath, flicked her fingertips at this moment, and a spiritual energy invisible washed the skins of the three dogs, killing the possible lice and insect eggs.

   After all, it seems that Qiao Qiao really doesn't want to let go, and there is no insect repellent at the moment.

   Then, she put the cloth bag on Qiao Qiao's lap: "Qiao Qiao can take these three puppies home to raise, but you have to hold them well first, can you do that?"

  Jojo hugged the bag quickly and made a promise:

   "Jojo sure can!"

   Then he became depressed again: "But my mother won't let me raise it."

  Song Tan knows.

  Ulan has the same mentality as most people in the village. He has a cat and dog and needs it to look after the house. It’s okay if he can’t do it.

  But once the cat and dog are raised, they will have feelings for a long time. Not to mention stealing the dog, just in case they are injured, sick and pregnant...

   It is absolutely impossible to let them spend money. They know how hard it is to earn money.

   It doesn’t cost money, and it’s not uncomfortable.

   It's just that at their age, everything seems an understatement.

   But that's an understatement that doesn't mean there's no emotion.

  Ulan's method is: in order to prevent future discomfort, simply stop raising it from the beginning.

  But now...

"It's okay!" Song Tan promised: "Didn't we raise chickens and ducks after raising pigs? We just need a puppy to watch them. You go back and coax her well. Our Qiao Qiao is so obedient and active in his work." , Mom will agree."

  Jojo blinked, not quite understanding how to coax him, but looking down at the soft, warm, fluffy puppies on his lap, he made up his mind—

   It will definitely work!

  Song Tan smiled: "These three puppies were picked up by Qiao Qiao. From now on, Qiao Qiao will take care of them!"

   Qiao Qiao was stunned: "I can feed them every day!"

  Song Tan shook his head with a serious face:

   "No way, what is fed to them is food and money from the family, you can't use it casually."

  Jojo was stunned.

  After a while, he came up with another way: "Then Qiao Qiao will share his meal with them."

  Song Tan thought for a while: "It's not impossible, but they didn't eat much when they were young, but when they grow up, they eat as much as piglets. Qiao Qiao only eats a few bowls of rice every day?"

  Jojo counted, then fell down again.

   "Then I can't afford a dog?"

  Song Tan shook his head: "Otherwise, in the future, every time Qiao Qiao does work for the family, my sister will pay you wages—accompanying the vegetable seller to carry the baskets, 50 yuan a time."

   "Going to the fields to do farm work, 50 for half a day."

   "The money is in the hands of my sister. I will keep the account for Qiao Qiao. If you want to buy something for yourself and the dog, you can come to me for the money."

   "But once the money is gone, the family doesn't need to work, you have no income, and the dog can only starve."

   Calling for puppy names!

  (end of this chapter)