Chapter 412 412. Heredity and fields
At this moment, a video call came from my aunt.
Ulan only hesitated for a moment, and immediately handed the phone to Song Tan, saying silently: You tell me, you tell me!
Song Tan:…
She looked at Wu Lei again, with the same serious expression at this moment: "Brother Wu Lei, you must hold on for a few days, otherwise aunt will definitely have other tricks."
“By the way, do you want to say a few words to your aunt?”
“No!” Wu Lei shook his head decisively, and then promised:
“Don’t worry!”
Wu Lei, whose cheeks were still stained with red bloodshot traces, looked serious at the moment - in his mind, cousin Song Tan's credibility had obviously skyrocketed.
As for parents…
He turned his head and went straight up the stairs.
It was only then that Song Tan answered the phone.
The eldest aunt's eyes were still a little red and swollen. When she saw that it was Song Tan, she was stunned for a moment, and then she asked: "Tan Tan, your brother Wu Lei didn't give you any trouble in the past, right?"
"No!" Song Tan's voice was loud enough that Wu Lei, who was on the rooftop terrace, could hear him clearly without straining his ears.
“Auntie, I have to thank you! You always say that my brother Wu Lei is not good in this way and that is not good in that way. In fact, he is really good! He helped cut the rice as soon as he came here today, which saved us a lot of time and effort.”
"And I'm not complaining at all, or tired - but I think he must be tired. At noon, my seventh cousin made braised pork ribs with bamboo shoots, stewed bacon, and some green vegetables, cucumbers, etc., and he ate it in one meal It’s such a big bowl! It’s such a big bowl at night!”
“He has never had such an appetite at home before.”
After saying a series of words, Song Tan still pretended to sigh: "It's all my fault. How can you ask Brother Wu Lei to do such a heavy job?"
To say that I feel distressed, I feel a little distressed, but while feeling distressed, my aunt couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and eyes.
This is just the usual mentality of mothers in the world - a son with diarrhea is also his own good.
It’s okay to say that the child is not good, but if others praise her, she will still be happy in her heart.
At this moment, I knew I had to take a serious stance, but I endured it again and again. In the end, I didn't tighten my lips, and I still couldn't help smiling.
"You still have a deep relationship with your brother Wu Lei, and he just listens to you young people... If you look at you, you will put gold in his face. How can he be so diligent..."
As he spoke, his tone of voice rose.
"It's okay, just keep your attitude like this. He has such a big appetite. If he doesn't obey, don't let him eat."
“That’s not possible, my brother Wu Lei is very good at work...”
The two of them were chatting happily, and Ulan looked at his daughter in a very strange way.
Just...otherwise, my children will have to go out into the society to exercise after graduation?
Look at this talkative person, what have you been doing in the past two years, including editing and retouching... maybe it’s not sales, right?
I used to think that the child inherited her father's sullen attitude, but now it seems that she has inherited her true heritage? !
So Ulan also became proud.
Only Song Sancheng frowned and thought for a moment: Wu Lei would just eat a big bowl of such a delicious meal today? This appetite is too small!
At the top of the building, Wu Lei couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard Song Tan praising him.
Hearing his own mother belittle him again, he frowned and thought to himself that today you are looking down on me, but sooner or later I will rise up and call you... Humph!
And Lili, he has done so many things today, he must tell Lili. Let Lili know that he is not one of those irresponsible men, but is fighting for the future!
I am indeed tired, but fortunately I have finished harvesting the rice today. If I have to do something tomorrow, I can just do it by myself.
Just like what Tantan girl said, wait for a few days to show off. He was so happy that he decided to go back to the room to video chat with Lili.
And downstairs.
After hanging up the phone, Song Tan thought about it and asked in a low voice: "Mom, after working **** the farm for a week, you should be able to develop your strength, right?"
…
When the lights in the yard shone, the thing in his palm was reflected golden.
Ulan was startled: "I haven't seen you for a few days, how did you make this field mouse so fat?" It's really fat! It feels like you can squeeze the flesh out from between your fingers with a pinch, and it's so plump.
Even though Ulan was not happy with the color of his coat, he couldn't help but praise it at this moment: "It's so beautiful."
No, just like the brushed gold, the color of its coat is just like that, it’s shiny! For those who don’t know, I thought I was taking an elixir.
…
To use this new kitchen today, there are some things that need to be packed, and the seventh cousin didn’t leave.
At the moment, Song Youde and I were smoking cigarettes and chatting, and when we heard this, we also looked over.
The seventh cousin could not help but admire: "What a fat field mouse, if this is braised in brown sauce -"
ˆ˜Qiaoqiao:…
He knew it! The seventh cousin can eat anything!
At this moment, he quickly held Da Tian and turned around.
“I can tell you, Song Qiaoqiao!”
Ulan stood there with his arms akimbo: "You can raise it and find a cage to put it in properly. If you find out that it is digging holes in our house or stealing our food—"
“Those who don’t steal!”
Qiaoqiao quickly waved her hand: "Teacher Xin took me to read the encyclopedia. Field mice don't steal food. They only pick up unwanted things in the field."
Of course, if there is no one to clean up the peanuts pulled out of the ground or the rice cut, it will also default to the fact that no one wants it.
“Can I put the big field in the field? Let him look for rice on the straw...”
“Pull him down.”
Ulan disagreed: "Even if there is some rice, your Grandpa Li said that he would pick up some and take it home to eat tomorrow. Then he would mix it with the 100 kilograms of rice we gave him and mix it together. It will be very fragrant!"
“Besides, you’ve already raised it, where will it go to collect food and hide it? Digging holes in our house or in the fields? That’s what you call letting the tiger return to the mountains.”
ˆ˜Qiaoqiao:…
He puffed up his cheeks depressedly.
Song Youde, on the other hand, laughed, obviously feeling sorry for his grandson: "Just raise him as long as you want. Our Qiao Qiao has a kind heart, which is quite good."
"Besides, when there was a famine, who in the village didn't dig a few vole holes to survive the winter? This thing has saved our lives, so we don't have to worry about raising it, so let's keep it."
The habit of field mice is to collect food everywhere, and then store all the treasures in several places in the hole.
Decades ago, when resources were scarce and people really had nothing to eat, they would dig holes in the fields. If they could find a vole hole, a barely able family could survive the winter...
"Really?"
Qiaoqiao turned around, holding Da Tian in surprise, then stretched out her hand to rub its golden and soft fur, then grabbed it and looked at it:
“Dada, I didn’t expect that your ancestors saved my grandfather’s life!”
“Squeak!”
Song Youde:…
That’s not what he said.
But there seems to be no problem...but something is still wrong...
He became confused.
As for the chubby vole, you can refer to the prairie vole, which is called a chubby vole!
I actually raised them when I was a child.
My mother used it to feed the roosters, which made her very upset.
It's a little late today...because I overslept at night and it took me a long time to wake up.
besides.
(End of this chapter)