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"what ever!"

Li Guilan doesn't care about these little things.

In fact, if you raise cats or dogs in rural areas, you don’t need to specifically teach them to poop and urinate, because they will find a place to do it on their own.

To put it bluntly, for pets such as cats and dogs, the vast fields offer plenty of choices.

Unfortunately, Song Juan didn't know this.

Now she is full of worries about her possible life as a shit shoveler.

After another visit to see the lynx cub that had retracted into its nest, Song Juan felt that even if she wanted to move the little thing into the doorway, she would have to wait until tomorrow to find a suitable nest.

Although she doesn't want to be a shitmaker, she's not unloving.

It’s okay to appreciate cute pets, play with them, and show a little love occasionally.

After returning to the yard, Song Juan was no longer excited, but just slumped on the chair, holding a cattail leaf fan in her hand, and fanned twice from time to time.

One is to cool down, and the other is to drive away mosquitoes.

There are many mosquitoes at night after it rains.

Song Juan didn't know where so many mosquitoes came from.

There are obviously many dragonflies, swallows and bats in the village.

During the day, swallows fly all over the sky, and dragonflies gather in groups at the reservoirs and puddles. At night, bats appear and fly in patterns above our heads.

These can eat mosquitoes, but unfortunately, it seems that their combat effectiveness is a bit lacking.

"Aunt (crying)!"

"tell a story!"

"Guxi!"

The two little kids came to Song Juan's side and pestered her to tell stories.

"What story do you want to hear?"

"Seven dolls!"

"Cat and teacher!"

Got it!

The two little guys haven't reached an agreement yet.

However, Song Juan looked at Song Mingwen, who was obviously very articulate, and stretched out her hand to gently tug his little nose: "Xiao Mingwen, those are cats and mice, mice, mice that steal food!"

"Not a teacher!"

"Your father and your mother, they are the teachers, remember?"

"Remember, remember!"

Song Mingwen nodded quickly, "Tell a story!"

"The cat and the teacher, the mouse, the mouse..."

After Xiao Douding noticed the extension of Song Juan's warning, he quickly realized that he had said something wrong again and quickly adjusted himself.

"Xiao Mingwu, my brother wants to listen to Tom and Jerry, and you want to listen to Seven Dolls. So what should auntie talk about?"

"Tell me everything!"

Song Mingwu stretched out his two small arms and made a gesture of pulling into his arms.

"There is a future!"

Seeing her nephew's grand behavior, Song Juan was also happy.

People say that only children make choices, adults want them all.

Well, her little nephew is already thinking like an adult even before he can speak fluently.

"Then let's tell the story of a cat and mouse fighting seven dolls!"

The seven dolls are actually seven gourd dolls.

However, Song Mingwu couldn't remember such a complicated name, so he simply simplified it into seven dolls.

Cat and mouse fight against seven gourd babies, this is absolutely original!

Song Juan simply had an idea. The cat and the mouse became spirits and went to catch the grandpa. The seven dolls rescued the grandpa and competed with the cat and mouse in a battle of wits and courage.

Although I don't know if my original story is a success, at least the two little guys were attracted by her story.

After listening to Song Juan's story for a while, Li Guilan just rolled her eyes and stopped caring about the three of them.

Obviously, Song Juan's random story did not impress Li Guilan.

When Song Juan told stories that made the two little beans drowsy, Song Juan also felt sleepy.

In an era without entertainment activities, going to bed early and getting up early is a basic operation for anyone.

In fact, Lao Song's family also had entertainment activities.

That's listening to the radio.

Unfortunately, nothing played on the radio was what Song Juan wanted to hear.

The radio was talking about national events, but Song Juan just wanted to listen to songs and kill some time.

Finally, the two little beans were sent back to the room while yawning.

When Song Juan was about to go back to her room to sleep, Song Laifu and Song Guoqing rushed back with Song Mingsong.

The cans and bottles held by the three of them were almost full.

"This... is unscientific!"

When Song Juan saw what Song Laifu and the others had gained, she felt bad.

There are so many cicada monkeys, how is this possible?

However, this is the case.

Many cicada monkeys appeared on the fruit trees in the village. There were even many cicada monkeys that had not crawled out of their holes, and they all were detained.

"Dad, fourth brother, why did you arrest so many?"

"Did you find the cicada monkey's nest?"

Song Juan really couldn't imagine how many cicada monkeys chose to come out of their caves tonight?

These guys are really unlucky.

After staying underground for many years, I was finally able to come out to enjoy the wind, bask in the sun, and drink some dew. But as soon as I came out of the hiding place, I was ambushed. What kind of grass was this?

“I don’t know, I’m just grabbing them randomly!”

Song Guoqing recalled the process of catching the cicada. There was no exciting plot, so he simply summarized it in one sentence.

Song Juan gave her fourth brother a look.

There is no difference between this answer and no answer.

"Dad, how did you catch me?"

Seeing that the simple-minded fourth brother didn't have any useful information here, Song Juan looked at her father.

"Just like your fourth brother said, just catch him!"

Song Laifu chuckled.

Although they are telling the truth.

But in fact, the three of them are still a little confused.

In the past, they had never caught cicada monkeys. If they were lucky, catching more than ten or twenty monkeys in one night would be a good harvest.

Compared with today's situation, their previous gains were nothing.

"Dad, what's going on?"

When Li Guilan saw the three cans full of cicada monkeys that the three of them had caught, she became uneasy.

Song Laifu shrugged and said, "I don't know."

"We went to the garden. On the ground, many cicada monkeys came out of their holes and were running up the trees. All you had to do was reach out and pick them up!"

"In all my life, this is the first time I have encountered this situation!"

Unbelievable!

Even though Song Laifu is well-informed and has experienced many things, he still doesn't know how to explain what happened tonight.

"Maybe, it was a collision!"

Song Laifu chuckled.

No one knows when the cicada monkey crawled out of the ground.

This situation today is most likely a coincidence.

"Stop talking, no matter what it is, hurry up, get some salt water and deal with these cicada monkeys, they will explode in the morning!"

Song Laifu ended the topic.

After all, they couldn't explain why.

Since God has given them this benefit, they should accept it.

This kind of lucky break is enough once in a lifetime.