Song Tan Jishi

As the Qingming Festival was approaching, two employees of the Forestry Bureau, one old and one young, went to the countryside to investigate two days before the Qingming Festival, and successfully turned their three-day leave into five days.

Whoever saw this would praise their wit!

However, everyone in the unit was very envious and full of resentment. In order to make everyone's resentment less obvious, the two took their equipment and a cage as soon as they applied for leave and went to the countryside seriously.

Chinese merganser!

That's the endangered first species in China! I had never heard of them here before, but now I suddenly received a notice. The young man even looked up the information on the Internet.

But it shouldn't be a big problem. First, the other party was not injured, and second, looking at the appearance of the first-class long-tailed pheasant before, they should not need help.

So until the car drove to Yunqiao Village, the two were in a very relaxed mood.

It's just that I haven't been here for more than half a year. How come the road here has become so easy to walk?

The asphalt road was smooth and wide. Compared with the last time when it was bumpy, it was like a picnic in the countryside.

The two looked at each other, not happy but worried.

If the investigation in the countryside was not difficult at all, would they still be able to do this job in the future? Would they still have the benefit of emptying their wallets by coaxing and begging?

With anxiety, the car stopped at the door of the familiar villa.

To be honest, the Chinese merganser was not a big deal in the eyes of the old Song family - since they saw the long-tailed pheasant staying in the chicken coop, it seemed that it was just a matter of national first and endangered.

Now, Song Sancheng and his wife went to work in the fields, and the seventh cousin took out a piece of frozen meat and prepared to stir-fry pork at noon. Aunt Lianhua was busy at home. After the sweeping robot mopped every floor, she had to clean up and wash.

Everyone had their own things to do, so who had time to care about ducks?

So when the forestry bureau's car stopped at the door, except for a few orange squirrels that meowed and tried to use their beauty to trick them into eating, there was only a row of squirrels on the wall staring at them curiously.

There was nothing to eat on the mountain recently, so the squirrels stared at the dried chestnuts in the warehouse. They didn't dare to steal them, but Datian occasionally came downstairs and ran around. If they met him occasionally, they might be able to pick some out of his cheeks.

They were not picky about rice, soybeans, and corn kernels.

The young man knew nothing about it, and took a picture of the squirrels with his camera: "It's really full of pastoral atmosphere!"

It's just that the weather is getting warmer, and the squirrels are starting to change their fur, so the photos they took are a bit ugly.

The two hesitated in the empty yard, but turned their eyes to the kitchen:

"Hello, is anyone home?"

...

Song Tan was in Lu Chuan's room upstairs at the moment, accompanying him to pack up.

"Are you really going to move to the B\u0026B?" Song Tan sat by the bed and watched him fold his clothes, which were neat and tidy, and quite pleasing to the eye.

She didn't just stand there and watch, trying to lend a hand to show her girlfriend's thoughtfulness, but when she rolled up the two sweaters, Lu Chuan pushed her to the bedside and asked her to sit down: "Let me do it."

He didn't bring many clothes, and most of them were still in the express box at the B\u0026B, but even with these frequently worn clothes, he packed a large box. Seeing this, Song Tan felt sleepy: "You are so virtuous..."

Folding clothes, maybe she had this skill in her previous life.

Now... the whole second floor is her territory, with an area of ​​more than 200 square meters, and Zhao Fangyuan also set up a cloakroom for her. But it's useless, she only has a few clothes, and she just hangs them up.

There is no need to organize them anymore.

Now the cream-yellow wool skirt is hanging alone in the C position, which can barely be regarded as one of her few fairy outer clothes.

Lu Chuan half-crouched in front of the suitcase. He looked up and smiled at her when he heard this: "I complement you."

"Also, I've lived at home for a long time. It's time to move."

Song Tan came over and lay directly on his back - although there were not many fitness equipment at home, Lu Chuan had already developed the habit of exercising and he did not slack off now.

The heavy weight suddenly pressed on him, and the muscles on his back instantly tightened and relaxed. The spring wool sweater was thin and soft, and he could easily feel the hot temperature underneath and the smooth lines of his waist and back.

There were still those scars on the side of his neck that spread to the collar. Song Tan hugged his neck with his hand, subconsciously put his lips on it and kissed it, and then whispered: "Living here, we can get up together, have breakfast together, and watch movies together in the evening..."

Lu Chuan also tilted his head slightly, and their noses touched, and they could see each other's thick eyelashes and gentle eyebrows. He held Song Tan's hair with his backhand, and then smiled helplessly: "But I don't want to do just this."

There is about 240 square meters of space under the attic at the top of the B\u0026B. Lu Jing's house is on the left, 80 square meters. And Lu Chuan's space perfectly fits his living habits in the imperial capital, and also vaguely integrates Song Tan's life traces. It is a house that makes the old Song family quite satisfied when they come to visit.

In nature, male birds want to find a mate, not only to show their beautiful feathers and body shape, but also to show their ability to build a nest.

Rural homesteads are rare, and what he can do is to let Song Tan not have to adapt to anything no matter where she is, and every place is her familiar home.

At this moment, he turned around and hugged her on his back: "This is your home, and I want to respect you more here."

"But, if you want, that colorful house can be your other home - you can have dinner together, watch movies, whatever you want."

He even prepared a kitchen: "It's no problem if you want to have a midnight snack, I can cook anything." If you don't know how, it's easy to learn.

Song Tan looked at his smiling brows, hugged him back with satisfaction, and then sighed with satisfaction: "Well, I'm very satisfied."

"But..." She asked curiously: "Didn't you say that Qiao Qiao can live there? Where does Qiao Qiao live?"

With Lu Chuan's thoughtfulness, he would naturally not forget it. At this moment, he couldn't laugh or cry:

"Did you forget? Qiaoqiao likes the large rooms in the B\u0026B down there. Each room has a different style. He wants to try them all."

What’s so rare about an ordinary house? Of course rooms with different themes are more interesting!

In addition - "There is also a cloakroom that is just for you. I am slowly filling it. In two days, you can go and see if you like it."

He couldn't help laughing: "Zhang Yanping and the others are very dissatisfied that I change clothes frequently every day, but you only have jackets and sportswear. They blame me for being too showy... So, I hope you like my aesthetic." (End of Chapter)