"Just eat well. ”

Song Chunguang's eyebrows had a look of exhaustion that could not be concealed, although he was still worried, he was not so anxious to get angry.

Song Chun'an asked:

"What's wrong with the pig?"

Song Chunguang replied with some joy:

"It's okay, it was pretty safe last night. ”

It's not as tossed as the two families on the side, I met someone in the morning, and I looked at the gloomy face, but I was afraid that the pig would not be able to keep it.

"Oh, it's under control?"

Song Chun'an was a little surprised, and when he got closer to the pigsty, he couldn't see the reason.

"It's better than other people's homes. Song Chunguang whispered, not daring to pull hatred.

Song Chunan also likes to listen to good news, and he is also a little more active about his daughter's nonsense.

"Then give another needle, and the technician should be here." ”

There is no need to use a flashlight during the day, and Song Chunan can also pour out his hands to help, although he still dislikes it.

"Where's my brother-in-law?"

"I went to work. ”

Song Chunguang looked at his younger brother slightly apologetically.

Something happened at home, and the man left it alone, relying on helping his younger brother, which is really unreasonable.

Song Chun'an understood what they were doing.

Ma Qianjin was probably also under the pressure of compensation, thinking that he would go to the production team to earn some work to support his family, and there was nothing to blame.

The sister and brother chatted for a few words, but their hands were not idle.

Song Ci has already let go of his mental power to scan the two sick pigs, and he has a good idea of how to operate next, and he still flies like a needle, and pulls out a lot of bad blood.

"What are you doing here?"

Wang Fugui's old lady came over with her little feet, and watched the three of them busy with their work, their toothless mouths were deflated, and their words were leaking.

"Auntie, are you here?"

Song Chunguang rinsed the bloodstained sick pig with lime water, raised his head to say hello, and said vaguely:

"Just try to show the pigs, it's nothing. ”

Wang Fugui's old lady squinted at them and asked:

"What do you do to wash the pigs? Looks like it's a little useful. ”

When Song Chunguang saw her asking, he didn't hide it, and told the truth:

"Just mixed it with some lime water, it seems to be disinfectant?"

Wang Fugui's old lady nodded, and the shriveled little old lady stood in the morning sun, and she was also dyed with a little compassion for the vicissitudes of Buddha.

"I've also brought in to wash my pigs. Forward daughter-in-law, do you have any other tricks? You also teach the aunt, and the aunt will give you a few pairs of good insoles to wear. ”

Song Chunguang splashed the dirty water far away, and asked his younger brother and niece with his eyes.

Song Chunan shrugged his shoulders indifferently, meaning, let her say it or not.

Song Ci was so tired that he sat on the horse and relaxed, not to mention these things.

She is currently lacking in physical strength, and even if she has the heart to get more samples to compare and study, she can only think about it. Just the two pigs in my aunt's house are enough for her to be tired.

Seeing this, Song Chunguang thought about it and said euphemistically:

"Auntie, I won't hide it from you, I'm really a dead horse as a live horse doctor, tossing blindly.

This is my mother's brother, who is my brother's daughter, who is only four years old this year.

The child is smart and studied medicine with a teacher. Her teacher knows acupuncture and moxibustion, and taught the child a little fur, the child is bold and filial, and when he heard that my pig was sick, he tried to prick a few needles.

In fact, it's just a practice of hands, and I didn't dare to think that it could really be cured. What do such a big child know, you say yes, auntie?"

Wang Fugui's old lady squinted her eyes and looked at Song Ci.

At this glance, I only feel that the little girl in the backlight is dressed in golden light, like the little fairy child in front of the Bodhisattva, and she is blessed when she looks at it!

"Can you put two needles in my pigs? ”

Song Chun'an listened to the words of the old lady who climbed the pole, lowered his eyebrows slightly, and refused unceremoniously:

"No, these two pigs are enough for my daughter. ”

Wang Fugui wanted to say something more, but she saw that the captain led the people from the township technical station again.

"Why are the pigs still there? This is still in the circle! Fooling around! Hurry up and deal with everything!"

Technician Xia is a young man, a college student who graduated from the University of Workers, Peasants and Peasants, who believes that he has knowledge and technology, and wants to brush up some qualifications at the technical station in a small place first, just waiting to find an opportunity to rise, but he didn't expect to encounter such a bad thing.

The most annoying thing is these ignorant villagers who are not obedient and uncooperative with their work!

"Captain Wang, you didn't say that yesterday. ”

Technician Xia was too lazy to talk nonsense with the villagers, so he directly went to the captain who could manage things.

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