Chapter 415 Datian’s Grievances

Chapter 415 415. Da Tian’s grievance

It was obviously a long night.

During the day, Qiao Qiao was busy harvesting rice and doing live broadcasts... She slept particularly soundly at night.

At this moment, the faint moonlight was shining in front of the window, and he was sleeping on the emerald-green straw mat, feeling cool but not cold all over his body.

On this summer night, there is no need to turn on the air conditioner, just put a quilt on your body and feel comfortable.

There is a cool breeze blowing outside the window, and an unknown bird call occasionally comes from the silent valley. The tall wall blocks all the troubles in the back mountain...

He was lying there, his belly rising and falling slightly, just like the sleepy Oda in the paper box at the end of the bed, which was getting fatter and softer. It was too sweet.

But at this moment, a shadow suddenly appeared in the moonlight on the window sill!

The next moment, there was a slight sound of the screen window being pulled open. Da Tian rolled over hard in the box, then carefully grabbed the cardboard box and looked out with beady eyes——

But nothing was seen.

It circled around twice in the carton, and finally stuffed two handfuls of rice grains into its cheeks, and then fell back to sleep peacefully.

At this moment, a hole had been ripped out of the screen window, and a gray and bald figure got in, and quickly and quietly disappeared under the window sill.

Not long after, there was the same figure again.

Before and after, there were almost a dozen of them!

They walked along the wall in the house, mysteriously moving like mice, and then invariably targeted the ordinary cardboard box.

Da Tian suddenly woke up from his sleep!

When he opened his eyes, he saw a gray squirrel scratching around on the box!

"squeak--!!!"

It made a miserable cry, thinking it was earth-shattering, but it was just a field mouse!

At this moment, Qiaoqiao didn't even breathe.

I saw a dozen gray-haired squirrels staring at the thick layer of rice grains spread in the box, with nothing but happiness and surprise in their eyes. Without saying a word, they crazily started stuffing it into their cheeks.

Da Tian rushed left and right, squeaking and squeaking incessantly. Unfortunately, Qiao Qiao slept without any intention of waking up.

So much so that the chubby vole finally huddled in the corner of the box in grievance, and only had time to cover his round cheeks with tears...

Early the next morning, the little rooster in the back mountain, which had not fully grown in strength, started to sing its voice very competently.

Qiao Qiao had a good night's sleep, and now she rolled happily on the bed. Hearing something moving downstairs, he followed it.

Out of habit, he glanced into the box——

"Huh?" Qiao Qiao squatted down and curiously opened the box and looked around: "Datian, you ate a whole bowl of rice in one night?! Or did you really dig a hole and hide it?"

He nervously looked around the room, but - this must be too clean!

He picked up Da Tian's plump body, pulled it with his hands, and then shook it head down——

"Puff puff--"

Three white grains of rice were poured out. They were the bits of grain Datian had to fight to save from the covetousness of more than a dozen squirrels last night.

But Qiaoqiao didn't know.

He just poked Da Tian's cheek again with his finger, and laughed: "Da Tian, ​​you are so stupid! No one will compete with you, so don't burst your stomach after eating so much."

But Qiao Qiao quickly found another reason for Da Tian: "Are you still growing? You must have eaten too much. Look at how fat you are..."

As he spoke, Da Tian's hair was still shiny and his body was soft. Except for his low mood (Qiao Qiao guessed it was because he was overeating), everything else was fine.

He could only sigh deeply like an adult: "You kid, why are you so greedy? It's hard to digest if you eat too much. I won't feed you today."

With that said, he turned around and got into the bathroom.

A mouse huddled in a box in the field. Because its cheeks were so bulging, it could only emit an extremely weak sound——

"squeak!"

A faint syllable contains a lot of grievances.

…

No one knows Da Tian's sadness.

The next day, Lao Song's family became busy again.

Qiao Qiao was still busy with his work, while Song Sancheng and Song Youde were responsible for pouring the rice harvested yesterday into the yard to dry -

In Song Tan's memory, this was a very easy job. He only had to play with himself and stare at the rice, and then turn over the rice every once in a while with an iron grip or walking barefoot.

However, not today.

I saw the golden rice paddy all over the yard, attracting the walls, eaves, porches and treetops to be filled with densely packed birds.

It's like risking your life to practice "eat a bite of rice, and you will be satisfied even if you are a ghost."

"This thing is too thief!"

The seventh cousin was very annoyed: "If you put a dustpan on top of these birds, you can catch more than a dozen of them with one dustpan! They will kill you if you eat them!"

As if they were not afraid of people at all, they drove away this group and that group, even several people holding long bamboo poles were too busy to do so.

"Just get a net to cover it."

Song Tan was a little hesitant: "The rice needs to be turned over all the time, so it is inconvenient to cover it."

As soon as he said this, he saw another group of birds rushing over——

At that time, a lot of effort was put into driving away insects and birds in the rice fields and vegetable fields, but now it's better. One bite of mature rice can kill you, right?

With so many people at home, it was a bit strange for her current aura to make such a big expulsion move, and she had to wait until the dead of night.

But who would dry rice in the dead of night?

Song Tan could only sigh in frustration: "Okay, I'll find a fishing net to surround the top and raise the bamboo poles below to make it easier for people to turn over the rice."

It won't affect the sun drying the rice.

It's a bit troublesome, but it's better than holding bamboo poles like the two generals now, right?

...

The weather has been particularly good these days. The sun has been hot for many consecutive days, which is especially convenient for them to turn over and dry.

And old man Li, carrying a basket, happily went to the rice field to pick up rice ears.

Not to mention, it's much more comfortable to work leisurely now than when he was rushing to harvest! This mentality is different.

The old man even has the mood to hum a song.

Generally speaking, after the rice is dried, it will not be completely shelled for easy preservation.

But the seventh cousin snorted: "What are you dreaming about? With the amount of food you eat, it's good enough that the rice can last until the end of the year!"

Song Tan: ... That's the truth.

And...

"Shell them all, and then give me 20 kilograms to give away."

As for who to give it to, everyone knew it in their hearts. It was the one who came all the way to send a bunch of flowers last time -

Zhang Yanping was so distressed: Just the taste of this rice, he dreamed that he was sleeping in a rice jar yesterday!

Let alone 20 kilograms, he couldn't bear to give up even two kilograms!

Unfortunately, this is not his family's rice, and at this moment he can only sigh:

"Then you have to plant a few more acres next year!"

Also, it will be late, everyone will see tomorrow morning.