In the age of crossing books, the female supporting role of salted fish won

Chapter 28
"what ever!"

Li Guilan didn't care about these trivial matters at all.

In fact, if you raise cats and dogs in rural areas, you don’t need to teach them to defecate, because they will find a place to solve it by themselves.

To put it bluntly, for pets such as cats and dogs, there are many choices in the vast fields.

Unfortunately, Song Juan didn't know this.

Now she is full of worries about the life of the shit shovel officer she may come.

Going to look at the lynx cub that had retracted into the nest again, Song Juan felt that even if she wanted to move this little thing to the door opening, she would have to wait until tomorrow to find a suitable nest.

Although she doesn't want to be a shit shoveler, it's not without love.

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

Back in the yard again, Song Juan was no longer excited, but obediently slumped on the chair, holding a cattail fan in her hand, and fanning it twice from time to time.

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

At night after it rains, there are many mosquitoes and thieves.

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

There are many dragonflies, swallows and bats in Mingming Village.

During the day, swallows fly all over the sky, and dragonflies gather in groups in reservoirs and puddles, while at night, bats come and go, flying in patterns above the head.

These are all mosquito-eating, but unfortunately, it seems that their combat effectiveness is not enough.

"Auntie (cries)!"

"tell a story!"

"Guxi!"

The two little bean dings approached Song Juan and pestered her to tell stories.

"What story do you want to hear?"

"Seven dolls!"

"The cat and the teacher!"

Got it!
The two little guys have not yet reached an agreement.

However, Song Juan looked at Song Mingwen, who was clearly articulate, and stretched out her hand to gently grab his little nose: "Little 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 quickly nodded his head, "Tell a story!"

"Cat and teacher, mouse, mouse..."

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

"Xiao Mingwu, brother wants to listen to cats and mice, and you want to listen to seven dolls. What should aunt say?"

"Speak all!"

Song Mingwu stretched his two small arms and made a movement of pulling them into his arms.

"There is a future!"

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

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

Well, her little nephew, who has not yet been able to speak clearly, already has the thinking of an adult.

"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 simplified it into seven dolls.

The cat and mouse fight against seven gourd babies, this is absolutely original!
Song Juan simply had a big brain hole, the cat and the mouse became spirits, and went to catch the grandfather, and the seven dolls rescued the grandfather, fighting wits and courage with the cat and mouse.

Although I don't know whether my original story will be considered a success, at least the two little ones are attracted by her story.

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

Obviously, Song Juan's nonsense story didn't impress Li Guilan.

When Song Juan told the story, the two little Doudings fell asleep, and Song Juan also fell asleep.

In an era without recreational 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 is listening to the radio.

Unfortunately, the things played on the radio were not what Song Juan wanted to hear.

The radio was talking about important national affairs, but Song Juan just wanted to listen to songs and pass the time.

In the end, the two little bean dings 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 was in a bad mood.

There are so many cicada monkeys, how is it possible?
However, this is the case.

Many cicada monkeys emerged from the fruit trees in the village, and there were even many cicada monkeys that hadn't crawled out of the holes, and they also detained them.

"Father, fourth brother, why do you catch so many?"

"Have you found the cicada monkey's nest?"

Song Juan really couldn't imagine how many cicada monkeys chose to come out of the cave tonight?
These guys are really unlucky.

After staying underground for many years, I finally survived enough to come out to enjoy the wind, bask in the sun, and drink some dew. As a result, I was ambushed as soon as I came out of the hiding place. What kind of grass did I hold?

"I don't know, I just grab it casually!"

Song Guoqing recalled the process of catching the monkey, but there was no exciting plot, so he simply summed it up in one sentence.

Song Juan gave her fourth brother a supercilious look.

There is no difference between this answer and no answer.

"Father, how did you catch him?"

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 grab it!"

Song Laifu chuckled.

Although they are telling the truth.

But in fact, the three of them still don't understand.

In the past, it was not that they had never caught cicada monkeys. If they were lucky, it would be a good harvest to catch a dozen or twenty in one night.

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

"Father, what's going on?"

When Li Guilan saw the Cicada Monkey caught by the three of them, she was not calm anymore.

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

"We went to the garden. On the ground, many cicada monkeys got out of their holes and are running to the trees. Just reach out and pick them up!"

"I have lived so long, 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's a collision!"

Song Laifu laughed.

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

In today's situation, there is a high probability that it was a coincidence.

"Don't talk about it, don't care what it is, hurry up, get some salt water to deal with these cicada monkeys, and they will explode in the morning!"

Song Laifu ended the topic.

After all, they couldn't tell why.

Since God let them get this benefit, then accept it.

It's enough to have this kind of luck once in a lifetime.

(End of this chapter)