Chapter 10: 10 big white geese

Chapter 10 10. Big White Goose

Song Tan’s grandfather, Song Youde, is an out-and-out old farmer who is 79 this year.

He has a lung problem and often suffers from asthma, so he has not worked much in the past few years.

In addition to tidying up the vegetable garden, I also play leaf cards with a group of old men in the village. It is rare to have an old smoking gun in your hand. Every year, people come to ask for the old smoking oil in the stick to treat sores.

Grandma Wang Lifen has strong legs and feet, is in great shape, and is also a good cook. Nowadays, the vegetable garden at home is still neatly tidied, and every year people from the village come to her to exchange vegetable seedlings.

It can be called the backbone of the old Song family.

Song Tan walked out of the yard and walked around a vegetable garden. He saw an old red-brick house standing at the foot of the mountain. The yard at the door was paved with cement. There was only an osmanthus tree in the corner of the yard, and a few squirrels nested under the tree. Chicken scratching the sand.

At the entrance of the courtyard, there is a very ferocious big white goose. He was originally squatting in the corner of the door, but when he saw someone coming, a cluster of goose-yellow lights above his head instantly swayed, making him very eye-catching.

It’s eyes were wide open, and now it was screaming “quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack!”

Song Qiao behind him also quickly opened his arms and rushed forward, shouting the same: "Quack, quack! Dabai, I'm coming!"

Then squat down skillfully.

Just hugging each other nicely with the big white goose brothers.

You put your arms around my long neck, and I put my wings around your back. That’s called deep affection!

Song Tan:…

She was unable to evaluate such "man and nature" for the moment.

Grandma Wang Lifen just came out of the kitchen and was very happy to see Song Tan: "When did Tantan come back?"

Looking at Song Qiao again: "Qiao Qiao, don't let Dabai get his sweater dirty."

Qiaoqiao raised her head and responded to her: "Gah!"

The big white goose also raised its clever little head and responded: "Gah!"

Wang Lifen laughed loudly: "This child... Tantan, has he eaten yet? Grandma will bring you biscuits."

Song Tan hurried over: "I just came back last night and went out to the streets in the morning. I haven't eaten yet."

When Wang Lifen heard this, she walked faster: "Then I'll get you more food!"

What Song Tan wants is this effect - since everything has expired, of course it must be dealt with as soon as possible!

She looked around the yard. Her grandparents were hard-working people and the house was neatly kept. Except for a few chickens in the corner of the yard, there was no mess at all.

With a thought in her mind, she knelt down and condensed a ball of spiritual energy the size of a grain of rice on her fingertips. With just a flicker, she saw Qiaoqiao's good brother immediately abandon him, spread his wings and rush over quickly!

The flat soles of the feet clicked on the cement floor, and the little head in the yellow hat stretched forward. You can imagine how eager it was!

Not only the big white geese, but the five chickens that were squatting in the pit to bask in the sun were also crazy. At this moment, they spread their legs and ran towards Song Tan. The shiny neck hair of the leading rooster exploded, and the red crest burst into flames. Trembling, Ganfan finally got into a fight!

For a moment, Qiao Qiao opened her mouth in surprise.

Song Tan felt bad—she knew that Lingqi farming was particularly good for raising animals, but she didn’t expect that it would be so attractive here!

If this were to attack me, I wouldn’t be able to keep my clothes!

Hurry up and stop now, but the group of people rushing over can no longer stop!

At this moment, she felt a cool breeze whistling past the back of her head, and the big broom above her head was swept across without hesitation. She could even feel the dust falling from the broom.

The heroic big broom made the chickens and geese that rushed over into a clucking mess and scattered them in the yard. This was when they calmed down.

Song Tan felt a little guilty.

But Wang Lifen just chattered a few words. When she saw her granddaughter getting fairer and more beautiful, and then looked at Qiao Qiao, her heart was filled with joy: "Come on, come on, these are the biscuits your aunt bought for me. Eat more!"

Probably because I was afraid that the child would not have enough to eat, I filled half the bag with a plastic bag. Song Tan thought, now, if grandma's inventory is not 80% cleared, it must be half!

 Qiao Qiao was about to open the bag happily, but Song Tan didn't stop him. He just took the plastic bag in his hand and gave Song Qiao a small biscuit: "Qiao Qiao, give it to your big goose brother to try."

The black code on the shelf life is particularly eye-catching. It clearly expired in September last year.

Qiaoqiao responded happily: "Okay!"

The siblings, either intentionally or unintentionally, ignored the distress on Wang Lifen's face.

Her grandson is stupid, Wang Lifen feels sorry for the biscuit and there is nothing she can do. At this moment, she only looks at Song Tan:

“I’ve lost a little weight, how about working in the province? How many days will I stay here this time?”

Song Tan didn't hide anything from her, but he had to use some Spring and Autumn style: "Grandma, I'm coming back to recuperate this time, and I may rest for a while. When the time comes, you can help me plant vegetables!"

Wang Lifen understands this. Isn’t it because her granddaughter wants to stay at home for a while, grow vegetables, etc. What can young people do now? Just try to make it fresh.

She laughed so loudly: "Oh, my granddaughter grows vegetables, I will definitely help you!"

Of course, within a few days she was speechless.

Song Tan looked around: "Where is my grandfather?"

Wang Lifen thought for a while: "Probably play cards with people in the village square. No one is playing his leaf cards now. It's not easy to get enough people..."

A group of trembling old men, who play cards for one dollar a day, doze off every time they play cards...

Wang Lifen was happy to go out and play alone.

“Stop picking and choosing at home.” She looked like she disliked the old man.

In fact, the old couple had been together for decades. They had known each other since Song Youde was seven or eight years old when he was helping the landlord's family herd cattle, and they had a deep relationship.

Song Tan walked around and saw Qiao Qiao squatting there and chatting with the big white goose brothers: "Dabai, how about you eat a big piece...? Is it sweet? This is a milk biscuit."

“I eat a small piece…”

Song Tan didn’t notice at all, he also took a bite.

Song Tan:…

Forget it, this proficiency is probably not the first time.

I lowered my head and rummaged through the plastic bag again. Good guy, I found a bag of various cookies and candies. Without exception, they all had a shelf life of last year.

There is also a pack of oatmeal biscuits, which are rare and have an expiration date of the year before last.

Song Tan turned it over and was silent for a long time. Now he didn't even dare to feed the goose.

However, she did fall in love with the big white goose.

So good at quacking, so courageous, and so sharp—the goose was the farthest away when she activated the spiritual energy, but its reaction was the fastest! He is a good housekeeper and nurse.

Once the pig pen in the back mountain is easily repaired, let’s ask grandma to lend it to herding pigs and geese!

Paired with two big yellow dogs, what does the poem say? "The left hand holds the yellow, the right holds the blue sky", that's what it means!

Few people in the village keep goose, a creature like this, purely because it eats a lot and screams loudly... its loud voice can be heard even over the top of the mountain, which is really disturbing to the people.

(End of this chapter)

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