Chapter 1203: 1176. Zhang Yanping’s Romance [Two-in-One Chapter]_2
He kept nodding.
Thankfully, brotherly bonds reminded him of the original topic, so he asked again, "Seriously, Tantan is being exceptionally generous today. Do you want that chili oil or not?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Xin Jun decided to just go all in, without thinking about any ssy reasons: "I’ll just tell my mom that I borrowed money to buy it, and ask her to allocate so funds for ."
Their hostay business is also quite costly.
Hearing this, Zhang Yanping couldn’t help but laugh, "You’re right. Over the New Year, I should also use dating as an excuse to ask my mom for more money..."
Not to ntion, we can’t let Doctor Guo end up with soone who’s already in debt!
Thinking of it this way, the two of them seed like incompetent mama’s boys, only knowing how to ask for money.
Sigh! The hostay business has to succeed!
...
anwhile, the Lao Song’s family yard suddenly felt empty, and it was obvious that Song Sancheng wasn’t used to it.
So after wandering around out of boredom for a bit, Qiaoqiao ntioned his little car again, and Song Sancheng agreed without much hesitation.
But he had never done this before, so before starting, he had to open Douyin and search for other people’s car designs.
After cutting several pieces of wood, Seventh Uncle instructed:
"Qiaoqiao, go to the Riverside Beach and see if there’s any milk today. If there is, bring it all back, it’s almost New Year, and I’ll make more fresh milk buns for you all."
Qiaoqiao nodded and skillfully rode Daduo towards the Riverside Beach.
There, his eldest uncle was also trying to tidy up the pasture as much as possible since he and his aunt would also return to their ho that night.
As for Wu Lei...
He had nothing to do, and going ho would be less productive than working, so without hesitation, he was scheduled to be on holiday only on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month.
Coincidentally, that day Lingling was bringing her boyfriend ho; as her brother, he should definitely check him out.
The couple thought about it and couldn’t help but sigh for their worrying children.
When Qiaoqiao arrived, his eldest uncle happened to be coming out of the house with two buckets of fresh milk. Seeing him, he pointed inside:
"Have so fun for a bit, I’ll milk another bucket slowly."
"Okay, I’ll go find Big White."
The pasture was all about freedom. The two Border Collies were not supervised, their intelligence was growing rapidly, and now they were herding other dogs and running wildly around.
Seeing Qiaoqiao coming over, and since there was apparently no food in sight, they just barked a few tis from a hillside in the distance.
They seed to herd very well; without it barking, the other dogs kept looking back, not daring to run back.
And Qiaoqiao went to the edge of the Riverside Beach.
The dry, yellow reed bed rustled in the cold wind, and a few wild ducks suddenly burst out from within, with boldness, showing no fear of humans.
Qiaoqiao waved his hand:
"Big White, it’s so cold, do you still want to swim every day?"
"Goose Goose Goose!"
Big White let out a loud honk, its bean eyes overlooking the world. How could the re cold of the river water matter to it?
Qiaoqiao appreciated its pride and then said, "Seventh Uncle is making milk buns these days, and I’ll bring one for you to eat. Big White, you’ve got to take good care of the ducks. If you do a good job, we’ll have lots of salted duck eggs to sell next year. We can then make more money and raise more ducks..."
He was talking and suddenly paused, then looked at Big White hesitantly: "With so many ducks for you to take care of, would it be too much? Should I get you a few more goose brothers?"
"Goose Goose Goose—"
Big White flapped its wings angrily, creating a cold breeze that made Qiaoqiao shiver a bit before he understood its aning.
"Alright, alright, I saw that there are more wild ducks—oh, another new wild duck has appeared!"
The new wild duck was quite distinctive, with feather patterns on the back of its wings down to the tip of its tail looking like layered ink strokes, giving it a unique beauty.
And the long hair from its head to its neck, flowing backward like a horse’s mane, looked a bit punk and made it sowhat comical.
But Qiaoqiao didn’t understand these things; he just thought this wild duck looked different from those he had seen before, so he found it refreshing.
The duck andered shallowly in the water for a bit, then seed to feel cold and quickly dived back into the reed marsh.
Qiaoqiao hadn’t snapped a photo yet, so he regretfully advised:
"Big White, sister said that everyone isn’t laying eggs now that it’s cold, and told
not to rush. But if they do lay eggs, make sure they don’t lay them in the water, okay? Otherwise, they won’t be fresh."
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