Chapter 49 49. The moving bag
The car is driving on a smooth road. The whole journey from the city to my hometown takes about more than an hour.
Qiaoqiao had already eaten all the things she ordered for lunch, especially egg tarts, red bean pie and fried chicken wings. At this moment, he was immersed in playing with his little duck toy that clicked and flapped its wings, enjoying himself a lot.
As he gets older, most of the time, his family will unconsciously treat him as an adult.
But his mind still remains at the time when he was five or six years old.
Although his family still spoke to him in a coaxing tone, as the children in the village gradually grew up and disappeared, Qiao Qiao had not owned toys for many years.
His only happiness is watching cartoons.
If Song Tan had not experienced this change, he might have stayed rooted in the mountain village for the rest of his life, watching his cartoons in ignorance until his parents grew old.
Maybe he will gradually learn to cook simple meals in the future, but Song Tan looked at him and couldn't help but want to bring him more happiness.
“Qiaoqiao, when the vegetables are sold out, I will take you to the amusement park in Ningcheng.”
Their city is too small, and children can only go to the park to play with a few simple equipment. But the equipment was really old, and Song Tan was still worried.
Ningcheng is the provincial capital after all. It has complete infrastructure and a large playground, including water and air, which is enough for him to have fun all day long.
Qiaoqiao turned her head and asked curiously: "What is a playground?"
Song Tan thought for a while: "It's a fun place with many people. You can play there for a whole day!"
Qiaoqiao became happy: "Really? When will we go?"
Song Tan thought for a while: "The milkvetch can still be sold for about ten days. When it is sold out, I will take you there!"
It only takes four hours to drive to Ningcheng. She doesn't have to worry about energy problems now, she only needs to spare a day.
Farming is too busy, there is something to do every day. But Qiao Qiao's happiness is also very precious, and Song Tan is unwilling to give up.
Qiaoqiao often goes out now and knows more. Now she asked: "Can we eat this then?"
He shook the little duck: "There are four different ones printed on the box, and I only have one."
It can be seen that what conquers children is not only the delicious food, but also the **** routine.
Song Tan muttered helplessly: "You are enjoying the food."
The boy has a big appetite, and now he is slowly starting to do farm work, which consumes even more money.
There was nothing left to eat at noon.
As for Song Tan…
While driving, I only ate the top and bottom hamburger slices that Qiao Qiao picked out. I have to say, eating food outside is still painful.
The deeper the aura, the more picky your taste will be in the future. Is it possible that you need to bring a packed lunch next time you go out?
As he was speaking, Qiaoqiao suddenly pointed to the roadside:
“Moving.”
What?
Song Tan looked over and saw a large black bag in the grass on the roadside. The top was tightly tied with a rope, and something was moving inside.
She moved her ears and heard a faint whimper. So he stopped the car and said, "Let's go take a look."
Qiaoqiao hurriedly ran out of the car, but after tugging at the bag for a long time, she finally took the whole bag back:
“Sister, I can’t open it.”
It is normal for the plastic rope to be twisted a few times and then tied into a tight knot that cannot be untied.
Song Tan took out a knife and slashed it. Even though she was mentally prepared, she couldn't help but curse at this moment: "What the hell!"
These are three little native dogs.
Two yellow ones and one black one, each one is only a little bigger than a palm and has a furry body. It had bright black eyes and was crawling towards them whimpering.
Qiaoqiao was also stunned and cheered casually: "Puppy!"
But he looked at the bag next to him and wondered: "How could the puppies get out if it was tied so tightly?" Yes, it was a strong cloth bag and tied so tightly, it was obvious that these dogs would not be able to survive.
This is a remote road. Except for a few passing vehicles, no pedestrians will stop.
Song Tan knew that the village did not have the habit of sterilizing animals. Sometimes when cats and dogs gave birth, they would choose to throw them away. In order to prevent cats and dogs from marking the way, they will be put in bags and thrown away.
But most people don’t throw dogs in this way.
The three puppies in the bag were still crawling, nuzzling Qiaoqiao's hand with their noses, and making grunting sounds, probably because they were hungry.
She took a deep breath, and with a flick of her fingertips, a stream of spiritual energy washed away the skin of the three dogs, killing any lice and insect eggs that might be attached.
After all, it seemed that Qiaoqiao really didn’t want to let go, and there was no deworming at the moment.
Then, she put the cloth bag on Qiaoqiao's lap: "Qiaoqiao can take these three puppies back to raise them, but you have to hug them first. Can you do that?"
Qiaoqiao quickly hugged the bag and made a strong promise:
“Jojo can definitely do it!”
Then he became frustrated again: “But my mother won’t let me raise her.”
Song Tan knows.
Ulan has the same mentality as most people in the village. If you have a cat or dog, you need it to look after the house and the home. If you can't do that, it's okay.
But once a cat or dog is raised, they will develop feelings for it over time. Not to mention the dog thief, let’s just say that if they get injured, sick, or become pregnant...
It is absolutely impossible to let them spend money. They know how difficult it is to earn money.
It doesn’t cost any money, and it doesn’t feel uncomfortable either.
But at their age, everything seems to be an understatement.
But this understatement does not mean that there is no emotion.
Ulan’s method is: in order to prevent discomfort in the future, simply don’t raise them from the beginning.
But now...
"It's okay!" Song Tan promised: "Aren't we raising chickens and ducks after raising pigs? We just need puppies to watch over them. You go back and coax her, our Qiao Qiao is so good and active at work. , Mom will agree.”
Qiaoqiao blinked, not quite sure how to coax him, but when he looked down at the soft, warm and fluffy puppy on his lap, he made up his mind -
It will definitely work!
Song Tan smiled: "Qiao Qiao picked up these three puppies. From now on, Qiao Qiao will take care of them!"
Qiaoqiao was stunned: "I can feed them every day!"
Song Tan shook his head and looked serious:
"No, the things you feed them are food and money from the family. You can't use them casually."
Qiaoqiao was stunned.
After a while, he came up with another idea: "Then Qiaoqiao will share his food with them."
Song Tan thought for a while: "It's not impossible, but they didn't eat much when they were young, but when they get older, they eat the same as piglets. Qiao Qiao only eats a few bowls of rice every day?"
Qiaoqiao counted, and then became frustrated again.
“Then I can’t afford a dog?”
Song Tan shook his head: "Otherwise, every time Qiao Qiao works for the family from now on, my sister will pay you a salary - accompanying you to sell vegetables and move baskets, 50 yuan a time."
“Go to the fields to do farm work, half a day 50.”
"This money is in the hands of my sister. I will keep the accounts for Qiaoqiao. If you want to buy anything for yourself or the dog, you can come to me and get the money."
“But once the money is gone and there is no work to do at home, you will have no income and the dog will be hungry.”
Collecting puppy names!
(End of this chapter)