Chapter 301 301 Vole's Rations

Chapter 301 301. Vole’s rations

It wasn't until the two staff members drove away that Song Tan shook his head:

"How come you don't have any family status?"

I had to call my daughter-in-law to apply for something to buy. I spent half an hour talking about it, but the two of them together couldn't even come up with 5 figures——

This wave of marketing was not very successful.

If it weren't for the awesome little party secretary, today's meal would have been bleak.

Zhang Yanping also walked out of the house, thinking about the future at this moment: "Married men are so humble... If I get married, I will have to take care of the family's money!"

Xin Jun happened to come out to pour water. As the only single person in the room who had been in love, he was very calm:

"What about your girlfriend?"

Zhang Yanping: ...Okay, he doesn’t have a girlfriend yet.

Xin Jun turned around and said: "Actually, there is no need to rush at all. Take the things back. As long as the family has eaten them and has enough money on hand, they will definitely not miss it."

"If you really have no money and no means, doing business often depends on fate."

"Yes." Song Tan was open-minded: "I'm just thinking that there is a nest of hot potatoes in the back mountain, and I'm a little depressed."

Just as he was talking, he saw Qiao Qiao sneaking down from the back mountain again, holding a cotton swab in his hand with something crystal clear on it.

Looking through the cotton swab, there is a faint orange color.

"Qiaoqiao, you stole honey again!" Song Tan looked at him.

Qiaoqiao quickly put her hands behind her back: "I didn't, it was just an accidental touch."

Boy, this kid can tell lies now!

Song Tan raised an eyebrow: "You opened the beehive, accidentally put the cotton swab in, and then accidentally rubbed it?"

Qiaoqiao nodded heavily: "Yes!"

Song Tan:......

She waved her hand: "You can feed your own things as long as you want. Why are you sneaking around? A man should be more dignified."

Qiao Qiao didn't understand it very well and stood there in a daze. Until Xin Jun looked at him with a smile:

"What your sister means is, if you have any ideas about how to feed the mice, please tell me, don't be secretive - why don't you go and feed your mice?"

"It's a field mouse!" Qiaoqiao emphasized. After thinking about it, he went into the house openly holding the cotton swab.

When the little vole was first brought back, it was all pink, with only a shallow layer of down, its eyes hadn't been opened, and it had too little to eat.

In addition to secretly feeding the expired milk powder at home, Qiao Qiao would also occasionally give it some special treatment.

For example, this ball of honey is for the little field mouse.

He took the cotton swab and returned to his room, looking at the rush basket that his grandfather had woven - green and tender stems and leaves, woven into a beautiful and delicate box.

Opening the door, you can see several layers of toilet paper underneath, giving the little field mouse a soft home.

Its eyes had been opened, black and translucent. When it heard any movement, it made a "squeak" sound eagerly. The body that was getting thicker and thicker was also crawling anxiously, and then he followed Qiaoqiao's wrist to his fingers in a familiar way, and finally hugged the cotton swab tightly in the air.

The little mouth sucked on the cotton swab head, squeaking, so satisfied.

Qiaoqiao just stared at him and couldn't help laughing at this moment.

He loosened the cotton swab and put the mouse into the box:

"Then, Ota, you can eat it yourself. I'm going to see Ultraman."

That's right.

Qiao Qiao named this vole Da Tian, ​​which is the same as the big white big bear Dabao.

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Here, the old Song family has resumed its old life, but over at the old house, the person in charge is surrounding the cherry tree covered by a green fence, turning left and right, thinking endlessly.

Because the excavator boy doesn't have enough food, he is not as passionate and tireless about his work as he used to be.

Seeing the foreman's expression at this moment, he immediately asked again: "Has the meal been discussed?"

What food are we discussing?

The person in charge was worried: "Come and take a look, are there any missing cherries?"

The excavator boy took a closer look - the green branches and leaves were mixed with orange-red and yellow cherries, clusters in clusters, beeping and beeping, like cute little lanterns disappearing among them.

What's missing here? It was clearly extremely lush.

However, the person in charge didn’t think so.

"Look, under this leaf, there was a cherry that was almost ripe yesterday. It was orange-red and translucent, and you could see through the flesh."

"Let's take a look today - isn't it? There's only one hollow left here, the cherry is gone!"

The excavator guy looked at him in shock: "Brother, why are your eyes so good? This cherry may have fallen to the ground."

"impossible!"

The person in charge looked at the cherry tree with a deep look: "I looked at it this morning and there were no traces on the ground at all!"

"Then it's possible that the ants carried it away..."

The person in charge was silent.

But his sixth sense still felt that this was not the case. This cherry grew so well, how could it fall to the ground just after it was ripe?

Just one night's work.

He was embarrassed to say that he had spotted it long ago and was just waiting to pick it secretly in the morning.

But I found it was gone in the morning.

After observing for a long time now, I can't find any clues, not to mention how depressed I am.

The excavator guy didn't take this seriously. After all, he had never eaten a cherry before. He didn't know what it was like for the person in charge to hold the core in his mouth for half the night.

At this moment, he said casually: "Brother, wait a little longer. Anyway, it will take one or two days for the cherries to ripen. It's not worth losing one or two."

That's the truth, but the person in charge is still very distressed!

Although he got Song Sancheng's words, he could buy a few kilograms of cherries, but there are so many people in the old Song family on this tree. How many kilograms can they sell to him?

Now thinking about the right time and place, he will eat one or two before people come...

Seeing that he was about to get it, it suddenly disappeared!

How to describe this emotion?

It's like an old farmer who guards the fields every day, and suddenly finds that his wheat has been harvested!

He turned back depressed, and not long after, he took something from the room and secretly put it on another rack.

After a long time of tossing and turning, the progress of the construction site is still within the plan, and it's time to have dinner in the evening. The guy on the excavator was eating reluctantly while holding his bowl, and the person in charge was angry when he saw him-

You said this, a young man, not thinking about making money every day, just thinking about eating, no future!

He turned his head and secretly opened his mobile phone and turned on the surveillance.

That's right.

He secretly mounted a surveillance camera on the pole next to him, which was originally used to shoot the construction site, but there were two other cameras, so he temporarily adjusted it.

He watched the playback-well, there was no problem.

He stared at the camera again, and there was no problem.

Just when he thought of this, he saw the shadow of the tree move in the picture!

He was shocked, and then he decisively enlarged the video!

Good night.

My memory is like this-it's time to write, what did I write yesterday? Let's go and see it again-Okay, I'm done, I'll post it and write the next chapter-Hey, what did I just write?