Chapter 34 Qiao Qiao's Pig Mom

Chapter 34 34. Qiao Qiao's Pig Mother

The aunt obviously didn't take this seriously.

After all, who hasn't eaten dumplings before? But she didn't refute it. She looked at the dumplings and was a little worried:

"This is too much. I guess the refrigerator can't fit it."

Song Sancheng looked at it and said, "It's about right. There are so many people tonight. We must eat 300 of them!"

The aunt rolled her eyes-300?

Usually, when eating dumplings, at most 20 or 30 can be eaten.

Now there are only eight people in total, and you dare to brag about this?

It seems that Tan Tan's vegetable selling business is not very reliable.

My uncle, a senior dumpling lover, agreed: "Let's cook a pot first to fill our stomachs."

So the men went to fork straw onto the cart, and Wulan sat in front of the stove and slowly lit the fire, while giving random instructions:

"Cook a few more... a few more - don't rush to put them in the refrigerator, eat them first!"

People have emphasized this, if they don't cook more, it seems that they won't be full. My aunt muttered in her heart, and finally cooked a full pot of dumplings.

The big stove in the countryside, there are hundreds of dumplings in this pot!

Straw is not heavy, just put it on the cart from the straw pile. Soon the back of the cart was full.

At this time, the dumplings were also cooked.

My uncle took a deep breath, washed his hands and exclaimed: "This shepherd's purse is really good, so fragrant, mom, you guys eat more."

Then he took the first bite.

For a moment, the whole dining room was silent.

It's just...how to describe it?

My uncle thought for a long time, and he was reluctant to swallow the dumpling stuffing in his mouth. He suddenly returned to his childhood, when he only ate meat once a year...

He couldn't praise these dumplings enough. In short, they were just too delicious!

My aunt took a bite of the dumplings and now she regretted it even more-if she had known that these dumplings were so delicious, why did she say to give them to my parents?

The shepherd's purse around them definitely doesn't taste like this!

No wonder it's 20 yuan per catty, it's really worth it!

The elderly grandparents were full of praise for the food. The wheelchair-bound grandpa even finished a bowl and handed over the bowl again, saying, "Please serve more."

This time, it was Wulan's second pot, but as the old lady was old, she only served five or six more than usual:

"Dad, Mom, don't worry, eat slowly, there will be more tomorrow. Don't eat too much today."

The grandpa had a great appetite and was in a good mood. He even said to Song Tan, "Our Tan Tan is born to be a farmer!"

This was unanimously agreed by everyone.

Wulan was refreshed and proud: "How about the food made by Tan Tan? I said that she is so good at studying, so she can be a farmer!"

Song Tan: A qualified tool person should not speak when he shouldn't.

...

After eating and drinking enough.

The family of four went home at night. The car drove alone on the winding mountain road. The car window was slightly open, and the cool night breeze blew on the face, which did not extinguish the passion in Wulan's heart at all.

She thought of her aunt's regretful and reluctant expression, and then thought of the satisfaction and comfort on Song Tan's grandparents' faces that she hadn't seen for a long time. At this moment, she suddenly understood why her daughter had to eat fresh dishes herself every time she got them!

Because some happiness really can't be measured by money.

...

Since that night, Wulan has become particularly motivated.

Early the next morning, as soon as the dawn came, she urged Song Sancheng to spread the straw in the yard and dry it again. She also quickly mixed two more buckets of disinfectant and sprayed the pigpen again, and even specially checked the manure pool.

Everything was ready, so she called someone to contact them and quickly send the piglets over.

When Qiao Qiao came to her senses, she saw that Peppa, whom she had been looking forward to, was gone. In the pigpen warmed by the sun, there were five little pigs, three white and two black.

The five little pigs were really cute, with big noses that were wet and round, and they were also clean. The body is small and round, and it makes a tender voice of "hum hum hum".

But...

Except for the fact that the skin of the two white pigs can be seen with some pink, there is no resemblance to Qiao Qiao's Peppa Pig.

Qiao Qiao was stunned for a while, and suddenly cried out "Ah": "My Peppa Pig, my George, my mother pig... are all gone... all gone..."

The pigs in the pigpen were stunned for a moment, hummed twice, and looked at him curiously with their pink and tender round noses, and their black eyes were full of agility.

Qiao Qiao's dream was shattered for many days, and he cried all day. Song Tan had to use his trump card:

"My dear, don't cry, don't cry-there is no Peppa Pig and George, can we watch something else? Sister will buy you a doll next time when she goes to the city."

"Let's not watch it now, change it-have you seen Ultraman? Tiga! Let's watch this from today."

Ultraman toys are much easier.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

Qiao Qiao was sobbing and gasping for breath, but Wu Lan laughed triumphantly, adding fuel to the fire:

"Come on, Qiao Qiao, don't you want to sleep with your pig mother? Pick one and see which one is your pig mother?"

Qiao Qiao: ...

He cried even louder.

...

The piglets were too small and had just moved to a strange environment. Although they didn't seem to feel uncomfortable at all, they even liked this place too much (after all, they were more or less nourished by spiritual energy).

However, for the sake of caution, Wulan quickly cooked hot pig food:

Pumpkin, sweet potato, corn kernels, wheat bran, rice bran leftovers, and wild vegetable roots picked up, a big pot of fragrant food.

Just smelling the smell, it is actually quite appetizing.

Song Tan thought for a while: "Mom, I'll go see how the astragalus in the field tastes? By the way, pick more to feed the pigs."

Shepherd's purse can be tasted once or twice a year, but astragalus has not been eaten for more than ten years.

Wulan nodded: "Go ahead, make more and clean up in the afternoon. Aren't you going to sell it tomorrow?"

Song Tan shook his head: "I told the customers in the group that I will sell it tomorrow morning. It's too early."

Astragalus is easier to clean than wild vegetables, but it is too crisp and tender. In order to ensure freshness, it is better to pick it in the morning and take it directly to the city.

If the weather is warm, there will be more wild vegetables. The astragalus in this field used to be used to fertilize the field and feed livestock, and it can be sold for 20 yuan per catty. Wulan is a little unsure.

But she didn't refute it either - yesterday she praised her daughter's farming skills too much, so that she was a little brainwashed in the morning, and always felt that -

Maybe there is really a difference?

Song Tan took Qiao Qiao, whose face was covered with tears, to the field with a basket. She couldn't bear to step on the fresh green leaves and tender stems. She pinched the stems with her hands and gently broke them, and she got a bunch of green.

Qiao Qiao found a new way to play, and thought it was fun to pull grass like this, so she instantly forgot about her mother pig and started to work with a smile.

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Pig food is really... Actually quite fragrant.

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