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220.The seventh pig

At this moment.

Song Tan, who was sober-minded, and the half-drunk family stood beside the pig pen, and each person counted the addition and subtraction within ten at least three times.

However, there are still seven heads.

The king sat quietly in the bushes nearby, with smooth lines and a high-spirited posture. The hair on his chest was shiny and his eyes seemed to be shining.

If you bring a big red flower, the attitude of all meritorious dogs on stage to receive awards can be reflected in it.

But it is a meritorious service, but it is a thief!

Before Master Zhang, who was half drunk, could see the king, Song Tan quietly walked over and hugged the king's neck:

"Bao'er, just tell me, if you steal like this every day, will the wild boar be willing to do it?"

"Woof!"

"What do you mean? Whether you want it or not, I can't listen to your side of the story."

"What if this wild boar comes looking for its cubs and destroys my vegetable garden in the forest? Who will bear the responsibility?"

"Woof!"

"Look at you, you can't even shoulder this responsibility. You are still relying on me to support you now. You are almost out of dog food, you know?"

"Woof!"

After some communication to no avail, Song Tan thought for a while and lowered his voice: "You stole two, and I will give you two large pieces of good meat during the Chinese New Year. But there is one thing, if the pig in his house comes to find him, you have to find a way

Keep them."

Then he added another instruction: "It's best to keep them alive. Let's raise them first and season them. Otherwise, the wild boar meat will be fishy, ​​and I guess you won't be willing to eat it."

"Woof."

The king adjusted his front paws and straightened his chest. Song Tan took a look at it and felt that the pie just now might be a bit weak, so he had to give the king something practical.

"Well, you look so handsome. Next time I go to the city, I will buy you a red bib!"

"What kind of red bib should I buy?"

Wu Lan and Wang Lifen came over, smiling so hard that they couldn't even see their eyes. They touched the king's head with two rough palms, looking at it as if they were looking at the treasure in their arms.

"I just said that it must be very useful for our king to eat so much! No, the guard work has not been witnessed yet, and now it brings wealth. No wonder people say that raising a dog will make the family prosperous, and the dog will bring wealth."

"What a great king!"

Grandma Wang Lifen likes such simple and good dogs, and now she promised: "I used to have a red flower jacket, but now I'm too old to wear it. I'll take it apart and make a big bib for our king when I get home in the evening!"

"Our king is so handsome, grandma will even give you a lace at night!"

The king's eyes were half-open, already intoxicated by this compliment that was devoid of skill but full of emotion. Only Song Tan vaguely remembered grandma's big flowered coat, and now made a last-ditch effort for it -



"This thing is not expensive, otherwise I'd better buy one..."

"What should I buy?" Grandma refused:

"Aren't the bibs on TV just like that? When winter comes, I can still use a woolen hook."

At the same time, he stroked the king's slippery hair, and then promised: "I will get you a long rope, and let's tie a bow on the back of the neck!"

The king's thick tail swung twice uncontrollably.

"That won't work!" Song Tan quickly refused: "It's running in the mountains, and a bow tie will get stuck."

However, the king was not happy: "Woof woof woof!"

My steps started to jump.

Grandma screamed with joy:

"Look, I said our king likes this style!"

The half-drunk Master Zhang finally came out of the pigsty again. He was very happy:

"It's a little sow!"

"Oh, it would be great to buy a little boar for breeding later! Remember to call me the pig next year!"

Ulan was still a little regretful: "I would have known that the little pig would have died in the morning."

"This won't work!" Song Tan quickly reassured her:

"Mom, I don't know when the wild boar policy will be relaxed. You can't catch their family and their children and grandchildren will be infinitely expensive!"

Master Zhang also agreed: "My enemy, the male wild boar has a bad temper. If he is in the pen, he will fight every day. Even if he is locked up alone, your barbed wire fence may not be able to stop him. I will give you the pig pen."

The arch collapsed."

That's right, those wild boar tusks are not just decorations.

After a wave of shock, everyone returned to the dinner table.

Master Zhang drank a small amount of wine and didn't have time to take a bite of the food. He went for a walk on the mountain for a while. Now his appetite was whetted. He picked up the kuaizi and picked up a piece of beef mixed with coriander.

"!

"

He added another piece, looked at the braised beef, and then at the coriander, this time much slower.

But...it's still delicious!

The unique spicy flavor blends with the taste of the braised beef... Master Zhang secretly swore: He will only eat one bowl today, but a bowl of rice and a bowl of beef, very reasonable, right?

After all, everyone has a bowl of white rice with side dishes, so they can’t be lumped together.

However, the seventh cousin had already picked up the wine glass and touched it with him. Then he turned the turntable on the table and said, "Don't just eat cold dishes, eat something hot! Try my braised bacon with dried bamboo shoots."

The bamboo shoots were dug out from the bamboo forest one after another. Some were eaten, and some were dried in the sun. Not to mention, the taste of the things in the field when paired with meat... is simply amazing!

Master Zhang watched the beef mixed with coriander and cilantro go away in front of him, but he was too old to be a stranger when visiting guests. At this moment, he forced a smile and put the kuaizi into the bamboo shoots pot.

"!

"

This time, his eyes widened again.

In other words, a bowl of rice and a bowl of dried bamboo shoots are reasonable, right?

The seventh cousin gave him another one, and then showed off proudly: "Try this scrambled eggs with wolfberry leaves, I have never used such good wolfberry leaves in my life! It nourishes the liver and improves eyesight, eat more! You're welcome!"

"

Appropriate vegetarianism is the life philosophy of health-preserving people, so even if he watched the dried bamboo shoots slipping away from his face again, Master Zhang still looked calm:

"Eat more. When you get older, you have to exercise restraint and eat less meat."

Green wolfberry sprouts are fried with golden eggs. These are eggs collected from nearby villages. They are fried golden and shiny, not to mention how tempting it is.

At this moment, the slight aroma came to him, and Master Zhang was refreshed, and he quickly stuffed it into his mouth——

"!

"

Chewing slowly and savoring the scrambled eggs in your mouth, the fragrance of wolfberry sprouts is particularly obvious.

Master Zhang looked at the dazzling array of dishes, then looked at the other people immersed in cooking, and finally understood at this moment:

It’s not that any dish is particularly delicious, it’s that every dish is delicious!

He stood up and passed the bowl forward:

"Girl, help me and serve me a bowl of rice."

Scrambled eggs with wolfberry sprouts are served with a bowl of rice as an appetizer. This is also reasonable, right?

Song Tan was sitting by the door, helping to serve everyone food. Now he picked up the empty bowl and came to the stove. He pressed the big shovel down without hesitation, and then pressed it hard.

A bowl of rice is enough.

Then, she waved the spatula and gave it another spoonful.

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