Chapter 220 The Seventh Pig

Chapter 220 220.The Seventh Pig

At this moment.

Song Tan, who was sober-minded, and the half-drunk family stood beside the pig pen, and each person counted the addition and subtraction within ten at least three times.

However, there are still seven heads.

The king sat quietly in the bushes nearby, with smooth lines and a high-spirited posture. The hair on his chest was shiny and his eyes seemed to be shining.

If you bring a big red flower, the attitude of all meritorious dogs when they come to the stage to receive awards can be reflected in it.

But it is a meritorious service, but it is a thief!

Before Master Zhang, who was half drunk, could see the king, Song Tan quietly walked over and hugged the king's neck:

"Bao'er, just tell me, if you steal like this every day, will the wild boar be willing to do it?"

"Woof!"

"What do you mean? I can't listen to you whether you want it or not."

"What if this wild boar comes looking for its cubs and destroys my vegetable garden in the woods? Who will bear the responsibility?"

"Woof!"

"Look at you, you can't even shoulder this responsibility. You still rely on me to support you now. You are almost out of dog food, you know?"

"Woof!"

After some communication to no avail, Song Tan thought for a while and lowered his voice: "You stole two, and I will give you two large pieces of good meat during the Chinese New Year. But there is one thing. If the pig in his house comes to find him, you have to find a way. Keep them."

Then he added another instruction: "It's best to keep them alive. Let's raise them first and season them. Otherwise, the wild boar meat will be fishy, ​​and I guess you won't be willing to eat it."

"Woof."

The king adjusted his front paws and straightened his chest. Song Tan took a second look and felt that the pie just now might be a bit empty, and he had to give the king something practical.

"Well, you look so handsome. Next time I go to the city, I will buy you a red bib!"

"What kind of red bib should I buy?"

Wu Lan and Wang Lifen came over, smiling so hard that they couldn't see their teeth. Two rough palms touched the king's head, looking at it was no different from looking at the treasure in his arms.

"I just said that our king eats so much, it must be very useful! No, the guard work has not been witnessed yet, and now it brings wealth. No wonder people say that raising a dog will make the family prosperous, and the dog will bring wealth."

"What a great king!"

Grandma Wang Lifen likes such simple and good dogs, and now she promised: "I used to have a red flower jacket, but now I'm too old to wear it. I'll take it apart and make a big bib for our king when I get home in the evening!"

"Our king is so handsome, and grandma even gives you a lace dress at night!"

The King's eyes were half-open, already intoxicated by this flattery which was full of emotion and had no skills. Only Song Tan vaguely remembered grandma's big flowered jacket, and now made a last-ditch effort for it——

"This thing isn't expensive, otherwise I'd better buy one..."

"What should I buy?" Grandma refused:

"Aren't the bibs on TV just like that? When winter comes, I can still use a woolen hook."

While combing the King's slippery fur, he promised: "I'll get you a long rope, and let's tie a bow on the back of his neck!"

The king's thick tail swung twice uncontrollably.

"That won't work!" Song Tan quickly refused: "It's running in the mountains, and a bow tie will get stuck."

However, the king was not happy: "Woof woof woof!"

The steps started to jump.

Grandma shouted with great joy:

"Look, I said our king likes this style!"

The half-drunk Master Zhang finally came out of the pigsty again. He said happily:

"It's a little sow!"

"Oh, it would be great to buy a little boar for breeding later! Remember to call me the pig next year!"

Ulan was still a little regretful: "I would have known that the little pig would have died in the morning."

"This won't work!" Song Tan quickly reassured her:

"Mom, I don't know when the wild boar policy will be relaxed. You can't catch their family and their descendants!"

Master Zhang also agreed: "My enemy, the male wild boar has a bad temper. If he is in the pen, he will fight every day. Even if he is locked up alone, your barbed wire fence may not be able to stop him. I will give you the pig pen." The arch collapsed."

That's right, those wild boar tusks are not for decoration.

After a wave of shock, everyone returned to the dinner table.

Master Zhang drank a small amount of wine and didn't even have time to take a bite of the food. He went for a walk on the mountain for a while. Now his appetite was whetted. He picked up his chopsticks and picked up a piece of beef mixed with coriander.

"!!!"

He added another chopstick, looked at the braised beef, and then looked at the coriander, this time much slower.

But...it's still delicious!

The unique spicy flavor blends with the flavor of the braised beef... Master Zhang secretly swore: He will only eat one bowl today, but a bowl of rice and a bowl of beef, is it reasonable?

After all, every meal in every household is served with a bowl of white rice and side dishes, so they can’t be lumped together.

However, the seventh cousin had already picked up the wine glass and touched it with him. Then he turned the turntable on the table and said, "Don't just eat cold dishes, eat something hot! Try my braised bacon with dried bamboo shoots."

The bamboo shoots were dug out one after another from the bamboo forest. Some were eaten, and some were dried in the sun. Not to mention, the taste of the things from the ground paired with meat... was simply amazing!

Master Zhang watched as the beef mixed with coriander was taken away from him, but he was too old to be a stranger when visiting guests. At this moment, he forced a smile and put his chopsticks into the bamboo shoots pot.

“!!!”

This time, his eyes widened again.

That is to say, a bowl of rice with a bowl of bamboo shoots is also reasonable, right?

The seventh cousin clinked another cup for him, and then boasted proudly: "Try this scrambled eggs with wolfberry leaves. I have never used such good wolfberry leaves in my life! It nourishes the liver and improves eyesight. Eat more! You're welcome!"

Proper vegetarianism is the life philosophy of health-conscious people, so even if he watched the bamboo shoots slip away from him again, Master Zhang still pretended to be calm:

"You have to eat more. When you are old, you have to restrain yourself and eat less meat."

The green wolfberry sprouts are fried with golden eggs. These are eggs collected from nearby villages. They are fried golden and shiny, not to mention how tempting they are.

At this moment, a slight fragrance came over, and Master Zhang was refreshed and quickly stuffed it into his mouth--

"!!!!"

Slowly chewing and savoring the scrambled eggs in his mouth, the fragrance of wolfberry sprouts is particularly obvious.

Master Zhang looked at the dazzling array of dishes, and then at the other people who were busy eating. At this moment, he finally understood:

It’s not that any one dish is particularly delicious, but that every dish is delicious!

He stood up and handed the bowl forward:

"Girl, give me a hand and serve me a bowl of rice."

It is also reasonable to serve a bowl of rice with scrambled eggs with wolfberry sprouts to whet the appetite, right?

Song Tan sat by the door, helping to serve rice for everyone. At this moment, she took the empty bowl and came to the stove with familiarity. She put the big shovel down without hesitation, and then pressed it hard, and the bowl of rice was solid.

Then, she waved the spatula and put another spoonful on it.

A lot of things happened today...

But fortunately, there is still time in the evening.

And more.