Song Tan Jishi

Chapter 653: The Fun of Feeding the Dog

So, in the simple office, Song Tan squatted in front of the coffee table and filled out the form, so smooth that he didn't need to think. On the desk here, the person in charge and the breeder stared at a large blank form, their minds went blank.

Just...how do I fill in this?

One person leads four sick dogs, how to fill in this, this, this, this?

The two of them scratched their heads and fidgeted, unable to write a word.

Song Tan had a problem for someone, but she didn't seem to notice it at all. At this moment, she quickly filled out the four forms and snapped the cap on the pen:

"Are you all right now? It's all right. I'll go get my three treasures back first. It's pretty hot outside."

Although she didn't lock the car door, it's noon and it's getting steamy under the shade of the trees, so it's better to turn on the air conditioner.

And when she slapped her ass and left, the two of them took a look at the application form she filled out——

Well, it seems that I have nothing to worry about. The reason for the adoption is written in a big way:

【Duodo/Handsome/Princess/Cocklebur...all really like her! 】

Is this the reason? Obviously very unreliable.

However, after thinking about it, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it!

The two looked at each other, then glanced at the blank form in front of them, and suddenly began to write.

If it's bad, let's make it bad together, there is monitoring, and I'm not afraid that the leader will not believe it!

On the other hand, Song Tan opened the car door and reached out to lift out the two big watermelons placed under the front seat.

"My lord, three treasures and four treasures, let's go, eat watermelon!"

While rambling: "Sister recruited four younger brothers for you, the dog is very good, but the physique is a bit weak, I will take care of you first..."

"At first, I wanted to build another better one, but they insisted. There is no other way, I can only wrong you for working hard for a while..."

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

Wow, that means agreeing, Song Tan nodded in satisfaction:

"Let's go, let's take you to eat watermelon! Don't be afraid, my sister still likes you the most. I will pick a big piece of watermelon for you later."

The Bao'ers understood, and now they flicked their tails quickly.

And here, Song Tan also entered the office with two large watermelons weighing twenty catties, and opened his mouth to ask:

"Do you have a knife?"

The breeder was stunned: "Where did you get the watermelon?"

Song Tan enthusiastically said: "I brought it from home specially. My watermelon is delicious. I think everyone here is a hero, let's give everyone an extra meal!"

Watermelon for the dog?

It's not that you can't eat it, why does it sound so weird?

But in the end, they brought it on purpose. Even if the watermelon is not worth two yuan now, the person in charge still smiled:

"There must be a knife. He has to cook for the dog every day. I'll go to the kitchen to get it."

He took another look at the two watermelons: "Take a big basin, or I'm afraid it won't fit in it. This watermelon is really big, and you're not weak..."

The breeder stared at the watermelon twice:

"Then this big melon is fine. I have thirty or forty heroes here." Of course, some people with poor stomachs can only eat a little bit, which is barely enough.

As he spoke, he picked up a big watermelon and rinsed it under the faucet at the door.

And Song Tan did some research: "That's just right, let's eat together, I won't eat, I'll leave two extra yuan for you two."

She didn't expect that there were so many retired dogs in the base. These two watermelons looked big, and they definitely wouldn't be enjoyable to eat.

But let's just make do with it, try it out and make a base, and then when the new product is released next year...cough.

It happened that the person in charge came over with a big shiny kitchen knife, and laughed out loud when he heard the words: "There is no need to be so economical, we want to eat watermelon, we can buy it when we go out. He can buy vegetables every day, and there are meal supplements of."

Besides, how much money can the little girl save between her teeth? It's really unnecessary, and it's not a rare thing.

Song Tan was used to everyone being stubborn before eating, so when he took the knife now, he just clicked hard.

In an instant, the fragrant melon smell permeated the air. The king sniffed and waited patiently. The Three Treasures and Four Treasures are not like him, who can often start a small stove when guarding the melon fields, but now they are already moaning anxiously.

From the breeder's point of view, this gave him more confidence.

Such a big dog, but such a calm personality, this girl is really good at training dogs... not bad!

Hey, but this melon is really fragrant...how can it be so fragrant? The local melons in their market are also grown in the sun-dried soil, so why don't they have this taste?

…

Each of these melons weighed nearly twenty catties, and Song Tan chopped them up randomly. The red flesh and emerald green skin quickly filled the entire basin.

The light red juice dripped down the chopping board little by little, as if the person in charge was bleeding from the tip of his heart——

This knife technique! Cutting vegetables for pigs is a waste!

He couldn't see it, and quickly stretched out his hand:

"Come, come, give me the knife, and I'll cut it."

How can such a good melon be cut like this?

Song Tan: ... Cough, I'm used to it.

Don't you have to cut it like this to feed your dog at home? Too averagely sliced ​​and no fun. Just a big piece and a small piece, just watch them pick and choose carefully. Measure the size, eat it in your mouth, and then regret it and act like a baby...

Tsk, let's just say that this group of serious dogs don't know how to have fun.

The person in charge was cutting the knife, so she picked two pieces of uneven size in advance and put them in front of the three treasures and four treasures:

"Come on, who will eat this piece?"

Sanbao and Sibao squatted in front of them, staring at the two watermelons, in a dilemma.

Let's eat the big ones, maybe we will make up for the small ones later.

Let's eat the small ones, what if she doesn't compensate or the compensation is very small?

Which is the cheapest?

The two Bao'er were groaning anxiously, their front paws alternately moving forward and backward on the ground, obviously very tangled.

"Choose quickly," Song Tan urged viciously, "If you don't choose again, the ones in the basin will be taken out and distributed to other dogs later."

But, is it big or small? Three Treasures and Four Treasures, hurry up!

The next moment, a huge dog's head came in from the side, opened its mouth and took a sip, and rolled two pieces of watermelon into its mouth. Afterwards, the juice from the chewing splatter splashed, and just listening to the sound, one knew that it must be extremely sweet.

Song Tan: ...

Three Treasures and Four Treasures: ...

"Wow woof woof woof!!!" They were anxious!

“Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha what’s wrong with you my lord? It’s not good to steal things from younger brothers and sisters...”

The king tilted his head innocently, as if to say: Who made them be so grumpy?

And here, the knives in the hands of all the people in charge who witnessed it couldn't cut through.

He looked at the melons he had cut neatly and evenly, and then at the different sizes in the pot...

Why, how can a dog be so cute while eating!

hateful! How much did he miss?

Then he looked down at the melons on the chopping board, and he decided to cut them all, regardless of size or mess.

Regarding asking for leave, I have been asking for leave at night for seven or eight years, only when I was struggling and unable to write.

Regarding rest, I ask for leave every month for 3-4 days, which has been maintained for seven or eight years.

It will always be this frequency in the future. I don’t have the habit of saving manuscripts. Even if there are updates every day, the frequency of asking for leave is still the same. Please forgive me (because I don’t write many code words, I have already lost a bloody bet with others, which proves true. There is no cure...)

I don't want to either(*)