Song Tan’s Chronicle

Chapter 49: 49. A moving bag

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The car was driving on a smooth road, and the whole journey from the city to my hometown took about an hour.

Qiao Qiao had already eaten all the food he ordered for lunch, especially the egg tarts, red bean pie and fried chicken wings. He was now playing with his duck toy, which flapped its wings happily.

As he grows older, most of the time, his family will unconsciously treat him as an adult.

But his heart still remains at the age of five or six.

Although his family still spoke to him in a coaxing tone, Qiao Qiao had not had toys for many years as the children in the village grew up and moved away.

His only happiness is watching cartoons.

If Song Tan had not experienced this change, he would probably have stayed in the mountain village all his life, watching his cartoons ignorantly until his parents grew old.

Maybe he will slowly learn to cook simple meals in the future, but when Song Tan looked at him, he couldn't help but want to bring him more happiness.

"Qiao Qiao, when the vegetables are sold out, I'll take you to the amusement park in Ningcheng."

Their city is too small, and the children can only go to the park to play with a few simple equipment. But those equipment are really old, and Song Tan is still worried.

Ningcheng is a provincial capital after all, with complete infrastructure and a large amusement park, including water and air amusement parks, which is enough to keep him happy for the whole day.

Qiao Qiao turned his head and asked curiously: "What is an amusement park?"

Song Tan thought for a moment and said, "It's a fun place with lots of people. You can have fun there for a whole day!"

Qiao Qiao was delighted: "Really? When are you going?"

Song Tan thought for a moment and said, "The astragalus sinicus can still be sold for about ten days. I'll take you there once they're sold out!"

It only takes four hours to drive to Ningcheng. She doesn't have to worry about energy now. She just needs to set aside one day.

The farming season is too busy, and there is always something to do every day. But Qiao Qiao's happiness is also very precious, and Song Tan is unwilling to give it up.

Qiao Qiao now goes out more often and knows more, so she asked, "Can we eat this then?"

He shook the duck: "There are four different ones printed on the box, and I only have one."

It can be seen that what conquers children is not only the delicious taste, but also this damn routine.

Song Tan murmured helplessly: "You seem to be eating delicious food."

The boy has a big appetite, and now he has slowly started to do farm work, his consumption is even greater.

There was not a single drop of food left from lunch.

As for Song Tan...

While driving, I only ate the two hamburger slices that Qiao Qiao picked out. I have to say that the food outside is still very painful to eat.

The deeper your spiritual energy, the pickier your taste will be in the future. Do you need to bring a box lunch next time you go out

As he was speaking, Qiao Qiao suddenly pointed to the roadside:

“It’s moving.”

What

Song Tan looked over and saw a large black cloth bag in the grass by the roadside. The top was tied tightly with a rope, and something inside was constantly moving.

She moved her ears and vaguely heard sobbing. So she stopped the car and said, "Let's go and take a look."

Qiao Qiao quickly ran out of the car, but after trying to pull at the bag for a long time, he finally only brought back the entire bag:

"Sister, I can't open it."

The plastic rope is wrapped around several times and then tied into a knot. It is normal that it cannot be untied.

Song Tan took out a knife and slashed it. Even though she was mentally prepared, she couldn't help but curse at this moment: "What the hell!"

These are three little dogs.

Two were yellow and one was black, each was only slightly bigger than a palm, with fur on its body, black and bright eyes, and it was crawling towards them whimpering.

Looking at the posture, it's clear that he can't even stand steadily.

Qiao Qiao was also stunned, and cheered casually: "Puppy!"

But he looked at the bag next to him and wondered, "How can the puppy get out if it's tied so tightly?"

Yes, using a sturdy cloth bag and tying it so tightly is clearly leaving no chance for these dogs to survive.

This is a remote road. Apart from a few passing vehicles, no pedestrians will stop here.

Song Tan knew that there was no custom of sterilizing animals in the village, and sometimes cats and dogs would choose to throw away their babies after they gave birth. In order to prevent cats and dogs from remembering the way, they would put them in bags and throw them away.

But most people don't throw away dogs in this way.

The three puppies in the cloth bag were still crawling, nudging Qiao Qiao's hands with their noses and making whining sounds. They were probably hungry.

She took a deep breath, and at this moment, she flicked her fingertips, and an invisible stream of spiritual energy washed over the skin of the three dogs, killing any lice and insect eggs that might be attached.

After all, it looked like Qiao Qiao really didn’t want to let go, and there was no deworming at the moment.

Then, she put the bag on Qiao Qiao's legs and said, "Qiao Qiao can take these three puppies home to raise, but you have to hold them first, can you do that?"

Qiao Qiao quickly hugged the bag and promised solemnly:

"Jojo sure can!"

Then he became frustrated again: "But my mother won't let me raise it."

Song Tan knew.

Wulan has the same mentality as most people in the village. They raise cats and dogs and need them to guard the house, so it’s okay if they can’t do that.

But once you raise a cat or dog, you will develop feelings for it over time. Not to mention the dog thieves, just imagine if one gets hurt, sick, or pregnant...

It is absolutely impossible to ask them to spend money, because they know how hard it is to earn money.

But I would feel uncomfortable if I didn't spend money.

But at their age, everything seems trivial.

But this light-hearted description does not mean there is no emotion.

Ulan’s method is: in order to prevent discomfort in the future, simply don’t raise it from the beginning.

But now...

"It's okay!" Song Tan promised: "We have raised chickens and ducks in addition to pigs. We need a puppy to look after them. Go back and coax her well. Our Qiao Qiao is so well behaved and works hard. Mom will agree."

Qiao Qiao blinked, not quite sure how to coax the little dog, but when he looked down at the soft, warm, furry little dog humming on his legs, he made up his mind -

It will definitely work!

Song Tan smiled and said, "Qiao Qiao picked up these three puppies. Qiao Qiao will take care of them from now on!"

Qiao Qiao was stunned: "I can feed them every day!"

Song Tan shook his head, his face serious:

"No, the things we feed them are all food and money from our family, you can't just use them carelessly."

Qiao Qiao was stunned.

After a while, he came up with another idea: "Then Qiao Qiao will share his food with them."

Song Tan thought for a moment and said, "It's not impossible, but when they are young, they don't eat much. When they grow up, they eat as much as piglets. How many bowls of rice does Qiao Qiao eat every day?"

Qiao Qiao counted and then became depressed again.

"So I can't afford a dog?"

Song Tan shook his head: "However, from now on, every time Qiao Qiao works for the family, I will pay you a salary - 50 yuan for each time you help sell vegetables and move baskets."

"Working in the fields, 50 for half a day."

"This money is in my sister's hands. I'll keep accounts for Qiao Qiao. If you want to buy anything for yourself or the dog, you can come to me for the money."

"But once the money is gone and there's no work to do at home, you have no income and the dog will go hungry."