Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 366 - Chapter 366 366. Is this for feeding chickens_1

Chapter 366: 366. Is this for feeding chickens_1 Chapter 366: 366. Is this for feeding chickens_1 Adults’ dinner parties, even if it’s just cold noodles, still require some career discussions as everyone slurps away.

After everyone chimed in with their ideas, from Bags Mountain to registration and trademarks…

Qiaoqiao had already put his empty bowl on the table and then loudly declared, “I’m done eating!”

His eyes then eagerly turned to Song Youde.

Song Youde: …

He reluctantly and tenderly fished out his car keys from his pocket, “You must be very careful.”

Qiaoqiao flashed a grin, stretched out his hand, and took the keys confidently, “Sure! I’ve practiced so many times!”

He then started singing and nodding to the rhythm, “Riding on my beloved little motorcycle…”

No wonder the child was so excited, after all this time, the family had finally agreed to let him ride Grandpa’s little tricycle.

Now, he swiftly loaded two buckets of pre-mixed dog food onto the back seat of the tricycle and, under the somewhat nervous and concerned gazes of everyone, he drove steadily out of the yard.

Xin Jun sat there watching and couldn’t help but exclaim, “Being a kid is really fun.”

Isn’t that the truth?

Zhang Yanping exchanged a look with him and couldn’t resist lamenting, “He doesn’t even have to take the civil service exam.”

“He doesn’t have to work as a waiter at night, staying up until dawn without pay…”

The two able-bodied men who were forced to leave home sighed together.

The truth is, originally the family definitely did not want Qiaoqiao to take the risk of riding the bike, but the child rode around the yard every day, and his proficiency and steadiness were even stronger than Song Youde’s.

Moreover, with the hot weather, feeding the seven dogs and seven pigs was no easy task.

Therefore, after Qiaoqiao’s relentless pleading, everyone relented.

As for Sun Shouping, who had blankly put down his empty bowl, he touched his belly and only then belatedly realized:

“Qiaoqiao’s gone to feed his treasures, what about the three at my house?”

Looking at the three dogs tied next to the osmanthus tree in the yard–the generals William and Baobao–whimpering and eyeing eagerly during mealtime, you couldn’t help but feel sorry for them.

Anyone unaware of the situation would think they had been tied up like that for years on end.

Sun Shouping laughed heartily and then decisively took out his phone to send a video to the dogs’ owners:

“Look at your babies, how envious they are of our lunch!”

“Impossible, absolutely impossible!”

Someone immediately replied.

They themselves might eat takeout, but their dogs might be feasting on raw meat, which is much better; how could they be this envious?

Well, okay, they can be envious.

But isn’t this a bit too exaggerated?

Sun Shouping thought to himself: You just don’t know the taste of Song Tan’s food!

There he was, scraping around with his chopsticks in an empty plate, finally scraping up three strands of cucumber.

Now, with his phone ready, he approached the three dogs and twirled the cucumber strands in front of their noses, “Come on, see who wants to eat!”

Goodness! Which little dog could resist such a temptation?

The three dogs pounced together, nudging and licking, whining and slurping… using every trick in the book!

All for those three pitiful cucumber strands!

The owners: …

After a good while, someone finally sighed, “No wonder their dog looks down on us. Given how picky it has become, I wouldn’t be impressed either if I were them.”

“Right,” someone else remembered, “what are they having for lunch? We can’t neglect our precious ones! Get a photo of the food they’re given.”

“Exactly, let me have a look–I understand the village isn’t too willing to spare meat. Regular dog food is fine too, having a treat every now and then is acceptable to me.”

Another was puzzled in the group chat, “That doesn’t make sense! Their dogs look so well-fed, they definitely don’t skimp on their diet, hurry–”

“Sun, quickly snap a photo and show me what that dog’s eating. It’s being raised too well!”

Sun Shouping: …

He instantly put down his phone, now staring numbly at the large, dented, old stainless steel bowl that Wu Lan had specially prepared for the dogs.

“So you’re saying… Song Tan, to ensure that the future matchmaking for Baobao goes smoothly, is it possible, to feed them something nice for lunch?”

Song Tan’s eyes narrowed–

“What do you mean by ‘something nice’? What are you suggesting we feed them?”

Seeing her like this, Sun Shouping felt even more disheartened.

“Just… a few cucumbers? Could we scoop up some meat? And let’s skip the spoiled vegetable stems… ”

He was not happy, but Song Tan was even less so.

Where were so many vegetable stems to be found? With seven dogs and seven pigs at home, even that wasn’t enough–they indeed didn’t add any.

All they added to the dog food was a mix of rice bran and wheat bran.

“And considering that guests should be treated well, I also saved them a bowl of peeled vegetable leaves and a bowl of watermelon rinds!”

As for meat…

They cooked a pot of meat in water every day at home, but it was all for the family’s ‘gems’. There was usually food to go with it, but today’s meal was simple, so they just added a few more sticks of noodles to the pot.

As for these few dogs… let’s just give each dog a big bone for now. After they finish this, we can scoop up some more from the meat pot.

Sun Shouping’s face turned green.

“Don’t worry,” Song Tan consoled him, “It’s an undisputed fact that my dogs are well-raised. Even if you actually posted this, nobody would mind.”

Sun Shouping seemed invigorated at this moment and raised his phone again. However, as he trembled looking at the messy contents of the bowl for a long while, he finally let his hand droop in defeat:

“This just can’t be captured.”

Not even a level ten beautification filter could make up for this embarrassingly poor reality.

Just as he was about to change the subject, his phone rang again, this time with a video call coming through.

As soon as he answered, the face of a young man appeared on the screen: “Sun, turn the camera around. I want to see what our treasured dogs are eating today!”

Sun Shouping tried to change the subject awkwardly, “Well… their new house isn’t finished yet. They’re currently staying in the old house, which is a bit cramped. The dogs are tied under the trees, where there’s shade, but it’s rather tight…”

“No worries, why should a dog need such refinements? Running around in the countryside might even make them more energetic, being tied up during meals is no big deal.”

The young man was quite understanding.

But Sun Shouping felt even more guilty.

He cautiously turned the camera around, and sure enough, the other party didn’t mind. He called out a few times for “treasured” and then curiously observed the yellowish-green things in the stainless steel bowl,

“Sun, come closer, let me see what’s in that bowl?”

Now, there was no avoiding it.

Sun Shouping took a deep breath and then resignedly pointed the camera at the heap of things.

But the next moment, the other side burst into laughter, “Watermelon rinds, bran, vegetable leaves… aren’t you going to chop these up later for feeding the chickens? My classmate’s grandma chops up the same stuff for chickens at home–hey, are these chickens for sale? They must be delicious!”