Song Tan Jishi

   Chapter 285 285. Little Watermelon

  Unreconciled fans wandered around the store.

   One thing to say, the picture is really beautiful, the artistic conception is so good, and the comments below seem to be true...

   But things are really expensive.

  Is this company really reliable?

  I asked the shopkeeper, and the other party said that there are no peach blossoms in full bloom now—that’s right, it’s already May, and if you have to ask for peach blossoms, only oleander is left.

  Everyone closed the shop a little depressed, while some were unwilling to come here, and finally turned their attention to other things in the shop.

  —For example, the well-received tea aromatherapy bag, such as white fungus that can be stewed in a pot for 80 yuan.

   Another example is 20 yuan a catty of Chinese cabbage...

  Although I finally found out that the hateful one does not include free shipping, but Huahua has eaten like that, and there is no free shipping... Maybe you can try it, right?

  …

   And in Yunqiao Village.

  The whole old Song family is busy again.

  Song Tan went up the mountain with a basket while calling Brother Zhang.

  Under her strong request, no one in the family helped pick the petals, and because of this, she was able to come to Taolin openly.

  Seeing that Zhang Wang’s house, who was working, went to clean up the duck shed, the mountain was quiet, only Dawang and Dabai stretched their necks, as if they knew something good was going to happen.

  Song Tan's fingers moved slightly, and a breeze rose out of thin air, and then wrapped around a few peach trees that were blooming in the corner, blowing the peach petals on them.

  They danced in mid-air, their landing point was intentional or unintentional, but they all entered the big basket at her feet.

  Among them, one or two pieces of fish that slipped through the net were blown by the wind in different directions, slowly, slowly, like fluttering butterflies, and fell in front of the king's nose.

   At this moment, its two dog eyes gathered on its nose, until Dabai next to it made a "ga" sound, and swallowed the peach blossom with one mouthful!

   King:! !

  It became a little angry from embarrassment, and now it gave a low "bark", and opened its mouth to bite Dabai's neck.

  Where Dabai lowered his neck, stretched forward, continued to act like a fighting goose, and rushed to Song Tan's side with a bark of quack, and then turned his head to look back.

  The voice of the goose is really loud.

  When Zhang Wang’s family in the duck shed by the pond heard the sound, they couldn’t help stretching their heads over to have a look. Seeing that it was Song Tan, he smiled and went into the shed again.

  Song Tan: …

  She grabbed Dabai's neck and shook it in mid-air: "You're making trouble again."

  Dabai stared at her innocently with his beady eyes open.

  Beside her, the king also slowly walked over, arching his head on her arm affectionately.

   "Okay, okay." Song Tan let go of his hand, and put Dabai on the ground. His neck was raised high, and he uttered another "quack".

   "Okay," Song Tan pointed to a layer of withered petals on the edge of the peach forest: "Eat it if you want, don't trample the melon vine."

   With a sip of the big white flat mouth, it immediately became a petal.

   But the king was looking at the scattered petals in the grass with difficulty. At this moment, he hummed from his nostrils, and finally sat down firmly.

  Song Tan found out by accident and couldn't help laughing:

   "I didn't see it, you still have the burden of being an idol? Did your original master praise you too much?"

   It obviously doesn't want to eat on the grass.

  Speaking of the original master, the king sat up straight in an instant, then stared at Song Tan closely, and let out a short and soft sound from his mouth:

   "Wow!"

   "Do you want to ask him how he is? It should be very good, and the post on Moments is also very positive. Some time ago, I called and insisted on online shopping to send you dog food, but I refused."

   "Wow!"

   "Is it? Dog food is expensive, and it's not edible. It's good for us to eat leftovers at home. Look at you, shiny and shiny, isn't it better than starving and freezing with him?"

   "Wow!"

   "Okay, okay, I got it, don't speak ill of him. When he earns back the big villa one day, he will come to take you away, will you follow?"

   "Woo..."

  The king's two front paws moved uneasily, and at this moment his tail was wagging, and a continuous air sound came out from his throat.

   It has never considered this problem.

   But Song Tan knew that its former owner, Wang Zhen, really loved it.

  If he saw the majestic and free-spirited appearance of the king now, I am afraid that he would not say anything about taking him back.

   What's more, if he makes a comeback and wants to return to the freedom to feed the king, I'm afraid it won't be done in a year or two.

  It's just... Your Majesty doesn't know, does he?

   On the one hand the new master, on the other hand the old master. It promised the new owner that it would take care of the home for her, but the old owner also liked it.

  At this moment, the king's dog life is facing a particularly important and severe choice.

  For a while, it didn't care about peach petals or big white.

  Seeing that his whole dog was depressed, Song Tan poked her dog's head: "It's okay."

   "Your former master told me that as long as you are good, he is more at ease than anything else."

"And he hasn't earned back the villa yet, you follow me first. When he can afford your food, we will stay here for a month and watch the forest for me. Stay with him for a month to accompany him .How about it?"

  If this method is for children, it is really hard to say whether it is good or bad.

   But for the simple-minded king, it is already very satisfying to the dog!

  He then yelled "Wow, woof, woof", and then jumped left and right on the edge of the peach forest, his excitement was obvious.

   Then, it gently held Song Tan's clothes corner, and brought her to the middle of the peach forest, where the sun was the most scorching. It poked its nose among the watermelon vines, and then looked at her expectantly.

  Song Tan took a look—a small watermelon with a dark green wavy pattern was hidden among the green melon vines!

  The small watermelon is already the size of a fist, and this is the batch of early watermelons that were planted. Small in size but quick to mature.

  Looking around again, the watermelon grows bigger in the sunniest place than in other places!

   After all, they grow vigorously, and the efficiency of absorbing spiritual energy will be better. Song Tan decided to keep these watermelons for himself!

  Looking at Taolin again, there are still many places where watermelons are as big as ping pong balls.

   "My lord, you are really sensible!"

  At this moment, Song Tan was not stingy in arousing the aura, adding another touch to the king.

  In the distance, Dabai suddenly stretched his neck with a "quack", and then flapped his wings unwillingly and rushed inward—

   "Quack quack—"

  Why is the king able to make a small fuss? It clearly can't!

   It also quacks! !

  Peach blossoms are still dancing in the wind, and the baskets of pink petals have gradually filled up.

  Song Tan stretched out his hand, and pressed it on the big white little yellow hat, his spiritual energy surged, and only then did he quiet down its flapping wings and that old voice.

  While the other hand was spread out, I saw a spiritual energy whirling slightly in the palm of my hand.

  Strong and full-bodied, compared to the barely visible aura when he just returned to his hometown, it is already an extraordinary improvement.

  Song Tan gathered his palms together, thinking that today is really a good day.

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  (end of this chapter)