Song Tan Jishi

  Chapter 34 34. Jojo's Pig Mother

  The eldest aunt obviously didn't take this seriously.

   After all, who hasn’t eaten dumplings yet? But she didn't refute, just looked at the wrapped dumplings, a little worried:

   "This is too much, I don't think the refrigerator can fit it."

  Song Sancheng looked at it: "Almost, we have so many people tonight, we can't eat three hundred of them!"

  Auntie almost rolled her eyes—three hundred?

  I usually eat dumplings, but I only have 20 or 30 dumplings.

  Now there are only eight people in total, how dare you brag about it?

   It seems that Tan Tan's vegetable selling is not very reliable.

   It’s my uncle, a senior dumpling lover, who agrees now: “Then let’s cook a pot first.”

  So the men went to fork straw on the cart, and Ulan sat in front of the stove and slowly lit the fire, and at the same time, he followed the instructions like it didn't make sense:

   "Cook a few more... a few more - don't rush to put them in the refrigerator, eat first!"

  People have emphasized so much, if you don’t cook more, it will make people feel full. The aunt murmured in her heart, and finally cooked a pot full of dumplings.

  The large stove in the countryside, there are hundreds of dumplings in one pot!

   Straw is not heavy, you just need to put it on the car from the straw stack. The rear of the truck was quickly piled up to the brim.

   At this time, the dumplings are also cooked.

  The uncle took a deep breath and exclaimed while washing his hands: "This shepherd's purse is really good and delicious. Mom, you should eat more."

   Then he took his first bite.

   For a while, the entire dining room was silent.

   That's... how to describe it?

  Uncle thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't bear to swallow the dumpling stuffing in his mouth. Then he returned to the time when he was a child and ate meat once a year...

   There are so many dumplings that he can't boast. All in all, it was delicious!

  My aunt took a bite of the dumpling, and now she regrets it even more—I knew this dumpling was so delicious, why did I just give it to my parents?

  The shepherd's purse around them definitely doesn't smell like this!

   No wonder it’s twenty yuan a catty, it’s really worth it!

  The elderly grandparents were full of praise for their food. The wheelchair-bound grandpa even handed over the bowl after eating it for the first time: "Let's serve it more."

   This time it was Ulan's second pot to cook, but the old man was getting older, so she only filled five or six more pots than usual:

   "Dad, Mom, don't worry, eat slowly, there will be more tomorrow. Don't eat too much today."

  Grandpa had a big appetite and was in a good mood. He even said to Song Tan: "We Tan Tan, we are born to be good at farming!"

   This statement was unanimously approved by everyone.

  Wu Lan was refreshed and proud: "How about it, the food made by Tan Tan, does it taste good? I just said that she is so good at studying, and farming is not bad!"

  Song Tan: A qualified tool man should not speak when he should not speak.

  …

   Eat and drink enough.

  The family of four took advantage of the night to go home, the car was walking alone on the winding mountain road, the window was slightly opened, and the cool night wind was blowing on the face, which did not quench the heat in Ulan's heart at all.

  She thought of her aunt's regretful and reluctant expression, and then thought of the satisfaction and comfort on the face of Song Tan's grandma and grandpa that she hadn't seen for a long time. At this moment, she suddenly understood why her daughter had to eat fresh dishes every time she got them!

  Because some happiness is really not measured by money.

  …

  Since that night, Ulan has become extra energetic.

  Early the next morning, as soon as the dawn came, she urged Song Sancheng to quickly spread the straw in the yard before drying it. I also hurriedly mixed two more barrels of disinfectant, sprayed the pigsty again, and even checked the septic tank specially.

  Everything was ready, so she called someone and sent the piglet here quickly.

  When Qiao Qiao came back to his senses, he saw that Paige, whom he was looking forward to, had disappeared, and there were five little pigs crouching in the sun-baked pigsty, three white and two black.

  The five little pigs are cute, their big noses are wet and round, and they are well groomed. The body is small and round, and it makes a tender voice of "humming humming".

but…

   Except for looking closely at the skins of the two white pigs, they can still reveal some pink, and there is no similarity with Jojo's Peggy.

  Jojo was stunned for a while, and suddenly cried out with an "Aww": "My Peppa, my George, my pig mother...all gone...all gone..."

  The pigs in the pigsty were stunned for a moment, grunted twice, and looked at him curiously with their pink and tender round noses, and their dark eyes were full of agility.

   After many days of shattered dreams, Song Tan had no choice but to use his trump card:

   "Baby, don't cry, don't cry - Paige George doesn't have one, can we look at something else? My sister will go back to the city and buy you a doll."

   "Let's not watch it now, change to another one-Have you seen Ultraman? Tiga! Let's watch this from today."

   Ultraman toys are much easier.

   She breathed a sigh of relief.

  Jojo was crying and gasping for breath, but here Ulan smiled triumphantly, adding fuel to the fire:

   "Come on, Jojo, don't you want to sleep with your mother pig? You choose and see which one is your mother pig?"

  Jojo:…

   He cried louder.

  …

  The piglets are too young, and they have just moved to an unfamiliar environment, although they don’t seem to be uncomfortable at all, and even love it too much (after all, they are more or less nourished by aura).

  But to be cautious, Ulan hurriedly cooked hot pig food to feed:

  Pumpkin, sweet potato, corn kernels, wheat bran and rice bran leftovers, picked wild vegetable roots, and a large pot of fragrant.

   Just smelling the taste, it is actually quite appetizing.

  Song Tan thought for a while: "Mom, let me go and see how the milk vetch in the field tastes? By the way, pick some more to feed the pigs."

   Shepherd's purse can be tasted once or twice a year, and Zivet, which has not been eaten for more than ten years.

  Ulan nodded: "Go ahead, get some extra packing for the afternoon, aren't you going to sell it tomorrow?"

  Song Tan shook his head: "I told the customers in the group that I will go to sell it tomorrow morning, so it's too early."

  Vegetation is easier to clean than wild vegetables, but it is too crispy and tender. To ensure freshness, it is better to pick it in the morning and take it directly to the city.

  If it’s warmer today and there are more wild vegetables, this field used to be used to fertilize the fields and feed livestock with milk vetch, and it can still be sold for 20 yuan a catty. Ulan feels a little uncertain.

   But she didn't refute it—yesterday she praised her daughter's farming skills so much that she was a little brainwashed in the morning, and she always felt—

  Maybe there is really a difference?

  Song Tan took Qiao Qiao, whose face was full of tears, to the field with the basket. She couldn't bear to step on the fresh green leaves and tender stalks. Hold the stalk with your hands and break it gently, and you will get a bunch of green leaves.

  Jojo found a new way to play, and thought it was very interesting to talk nonsense, so he immediately forgot about Mummy Pig and started working happily.

   Published on the 13th, in 17 days, I have written 70,000 words... Really diligent new book period!

   Pig food is really... actually very fragrant.

   In addition, my Harry Potter fanfiction, if you like to read it, you can go and have a look!

  (end of this chapter)