Chapter 277: 277 field mice

Chapter 277 277. Vole

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Song Tan's palm.

In her white and tender palm, there was a group of pink little field mice that didn’t even open their eyes. They were sniffing around in her palm weakly and helplessly, moving their bodies with difficulty. They looked particularly pitiful and cute.

Therefore, even though he knew it was a pest, Zhang Yanping looked at it again and again, and a series of vectors of popular infectious diseases flashed in his mind, but he was stunned and could not say to kill it.

Song Tan, on the other hand, looked at the shining eyes of the three treasures below and the four treasures who were also squeezing over to compete for their favor, and became even more silent -

That is to say, Bao'er, do you know what you are sending?

Furthermore, how long has it been since the two treasures found out all the vole's nests? !

Staying for a while longer, are there any species in the entire field that they cannot control?

Only Song Youde hesitated for a moment: "This is just one, how should we divide it? It's not even enough for a plate - I think this little field mouse looks very tender, why don't you go back and feed it to Dabai?"

I don’t know if Dabai can choose or not, and whether he can eat it or not.

The seventh cousin hesitated: "If you can make a batch of this, it will definitely have a unique flavor. Song Tan, can you two treasures make a few more batches?"

In the eyes of a chef, everything is edible.

But...in what year did you eat wild game? Everyone resisted.

The seventh cousin looked at everyone and said, "What do you know?"

“There was a time when wild voles were sold at very high prices, and one kilogram was worth a lot of money!”

We are all from rural areas, and everyone understands the truth, but the eye in front of me has not been opened. At this moment, the fingers holding Song Tan are cupping and licking...

Ouch, how did you do this? !

At this moment, Qiaoqiao came over:

"elder sister…"

He mooed every now and then, his voice was small.

Song Tan knew what this kid wanted to do at a glance, but...

"no."

“Wild voles carry the possibility of many infectious diseases, and we cannot take this risk.”

“And it’s a pest.”

"Then..." Qiaoqiao blinked: "Can you put it back? It's still so small and hasn't even opened its eyes..."

Put it back?

Isn’t that letting the tiger return to the mountain?

“Do you know how much food a field mouse can damage in a year? Just like a mouse!”

"But..." Qiaoqiao said anxiously: "I know it's bad! It eats grain! But it's so small!"

“And…and…”

He racked his brains: "This land was already home to field mice before we came here!"

Okay, now it’s philosophy, nature and ethics.

"You silly boy!" Song Sancheng looked at him and said, "What do you know? All things are subject to natural selection and have their own laws of development. It makes sense for God to ask us to plant this land."

Zhang Yanping muttered next to him: "Where did God give me the seeds? It was obviously allocated here through the household joint production contract..."

Before he finished speaking, he was speechless when he saw the little red-pink field mouse making a small chirp.

Just...it’s really too small!

Song Tan looked at Qiao Qiao's expectant eyes, and finally couldn't help but tighten his cold heart at this moment, and then flicked his fingertips, and a spiritual energy washed over the little field mouse's body.

It lay softly in Song Tan's palm, its chirping sound became louder and louder, and the whole rat looked very happy.

Song Tan handed the little field mouse to Qiao Qiao. The child hurriedly held it with both hands, and then carefully picked it up:

"Can I keep him at home?" He is like this. Everyone is always tolerant towards him.

“Yes!” Song Youde changed his attitude of wanting to feed it to Dabai, and even said proactively:

“When grandpa comes back, he will weave you a sturdy cage out of bamboo silk. The field mice’s teeth are really good for chewing—tantan. If not, you can buy an iron cage on the way to the city.”

“Isn’t it popular nowadays to raise hamsters like that? I think it’s similar to this thing, just a little fatter. Just give him more food then.”

As he spoke, he looked at Qiaoqiao worriedly: "What do you think this child will do in the future if his heart is so soft?"

But the future is so far away, so of course we should focus on the happiness of the moment first.

Song Tan touched the heads of the three treasures and four treasures again, and then praised: "Not bad! It helped a lot. Next time if something comes to destroy our vegetable field, catch them! I'll give you something delicious at noon." "

Just saying that, the two babies' tails were wagging more and more happily. They were sticking out their tongues and looked cute and cute. Looking at their silly looks, they couldn't even imagine how they had just rushed into the dish like lightning. The ground holds the pheasant in one mouthful.

Well, this morning has been really exciting.

At first, Guoyi was arrested and later released, but Guoyi still refused to leave.

Finally getting rid of it completely, a little field mouse was about to arrive at home. Song Tan knew that there were several wild cats in the back hill that Qiao Qiao fed with leftovers every day.

This child, I really can’t say...

But I’ve raised them all, so I can be happy.

The spiritual energy has washed through the little field mouse's body. He will probably be more obedient to his relatives in the future, and he will be healthy. Without all the dirt, there is no harm in raising him.

To be honest, if you can’t see it, just wave it away and that’s it. But this little thing was already squeaking in the palm of her hand. After a while, her current soft heart was unable to do anything.

It can be seen that the task of exterminating rats has to be left to a few experts.

While they were going to the fields, the excavator guy came up to the person in charge again because he didn’t have much work to do:

“Brother, didn’t you discuss with the host early in the morning that you would be responsible for our meals?”

He looked at the other party and chatted with Song Sancheng for a long time, talking about whether he should buy it or not...

The black-skinned young man’s face was filled with anticipation—he was really greedy. He dreamed of having another bite of this restaurant’s food at night!

The person in charge was blushing because he just opened his mouth to ask for cherries. Hearing this, he looked at him impatiently:

"Go! What are you talking about about food? Why do you think about eating every day? Can you work hard?"

"I'm doing it!" The excavator guy was also very reluctant: "This job is so good, look at how stable the foundation is! How much work does my excavator do every day?"

Person in charge:…

It seems so.

But what he was talking about this morning was really not food!

“I was...” Halfway through his words, he asked unwillingly:

“Let me ask you, how delicious is the food here?”

At first he didn’t believe it, but the cherry tree beside him really shaken him.

The young man was a little disappointed when he heard that, but now that the person in charge asked this, it meant that it was not completely out of the question!

He was refreshed: "It's so delicious that I can eat three big bowls of it! I dream about eating his food every day. I really have never tasted anything better than his food."

So sure?

The person in charge looked at his sincere eyes and hesitated a little now:

How about... find an opportunity to talk about the house and have a meal by the way?

Good night.

Also, let me say it louder: voles are pests! !

But I actually raised one secretly when I was a child (it was very cute), and my mother fed me a big rooster...

(End of this chapter)

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