Meng Yue has no resistance to dogs, especially small, fluffy puppies that have just been born to full term. www.biquge.info When the four little milk dogs sniffed around at her feet, barking in a small milk voice, and wagging their short plush tails, Meng Yue thought: Okay, you can do whatever you want, it's all yours.

Purebred Chinese pastoral dogs are very easy to raise, pumpkin bibimbap, meat bibimbap, carrot bibimbap, livestock sewer treatment clean stewed bibimbap, as long as there is no salt, full of food is more healthy and happy than anything else. Although Meng Yue is Wang Xingren's loyal shovel officer, what he loves is this kind of person who does not need to be carefully served, and he has to go to the pet grooming salon pet hospital at every turn.

Master Meng watched Meng Youda from the moment he saw the four puppies, he kept telling Chunliu Xifang to prepare this and that, but he only asked someone to bring tea and sent him away, and he was almost blocked: "Every year, you can't raise four, keep one in front of you, and ask the steward to take the rest away, and stay in Zhuangzi to take care of the family and nursing home." ”

"No, it's all mine. Meng Yue didn't see it, even if she didn't see it, she couldn't bear to see any of them, especially when the four little milk dogs were cute at her with innocent little eyes, she didn't eat it herself, she had to feed them.

It's rare for a girl to be coquettish, and Master Meng also felt that he was useless, and he must satisfy his daughter's mood with everything, and waved his hand: "Let's call two more people for you, I need to order them to take care of them cleanly and carefully, and look at it when they are older, if they are too fierce, they must not stay by their side." ”

Meng Yue nodded hurriedly, and after having lunch with Master Meng, he was obsessed with naming the four little milk dogs: "Run so fast, boy, just to chase the wind." Fat and round, black and white, he loves to hug his thighs, and I have seen such a temperament in Fat Da. The two have been separated from each other since they came in, tsk, they are born from the same root, and they are too anxious to fry each other, called Xiaoji and soybeans. ”

Chunliu: Chasing the wind and Xiaoji soybeans can be understood, what is Fatda?

Play to the cute pet, Meng Yue glanced out the window, the loquat hung with a tree of yellow ripe fruit in the courtyard in the sky rain, Meng Yue was a little greedy when he came, but the sweet taste of the loquat on a rainy day is lighter, and it takes two or three days to be delicious: "Why is the rain getting heavier and heavier, I just heard the farmer say that it will be sunny tomorrow, how do I think it will rain for at least half a month." ”

"The days of March and April have become fast, and the farmers say that the sun must be sunny, Miss, it is better to call someone to cover the loquat from the rain, and then uncover it tomorrow, and it will be delicious in the sun. "Xi Fangyuan is also a farmer, and he has a lot of experience in this.

Meng Yue nodded, and after a while, someone came to cover the loquat with a dense rain cloth, and the light in the room suddenly dimmed a lot. Chunliu lit the lamp, Meng Yue continued to play with the little milk dog, and when the four energetic Zhu Shang milk dogs were tired and sleepy, he asked his mother-in-law to take them back to the nest that had just been made.

On the second day, the sky was sunny, the rain cloth was already uncovered, although the early morning sun was still in the fog, but after breakfast, it was dispersed by the sun, and the round and lovely orange loquat was illuminated by the light, which was particularly sweet and soft and delicious. At four or five o'clock in the afternoon, Meng Yue picked a few and tasted them, and felt that the sweetness was about the same, and there was no rain, so he picked them with the spring willow fine fang, and did not call others.

"Miss, let's call someone to pick it, you are like this, my heart is going to jump out of my throat when I look at it. Chunliu really didn't know why her young lady was so wild when she arrived in Zhuangzi, and it was inconvenient to go up the tree with her shoes on, so she simply took off her shoes and socks and climbed up the tree barefoot. She was also very nimble, and she had climbed a few points higher than the roof before she could stop it, and Chunliu almost fainted when she looked down.

Xi Fang had no choice, so she took off her shoes and socks and climbed the tree, in case Meng Yue's feet slipped, she could still drag it.

When Meng Yue was a child, he went to his grandmother's house in the countryside every holiday, climbed trees to go to the house, went down to the river to fish, and did not stop until he was more than ten years old. ”

While speaking, Meng Yue lowered her head to look at Chunliu, but the corner of her eyes swept to the martial artist in the West Courtyard, she didn't know that it was the supervising imperial history Wang Li, and she was still an accompanying martial artist. She was a little embarrassed to see that people noticed her, especially since she was barefoot.

Meng Yue thought about it, and simply smiled at the people generously, waving his hand as if greeting a familiar neighbor: "Do you eat loquats?"

If it weren't for the word "pro" that couldn't be exported, she would still want to add it at the end.

Wang Li: ......

Maybe it was the yellow ripe loquat that looked really sweet and delicious, or maybe it was the girl's smile that was refreshing, Wang Li nodded unconsciously. When he came back to his senses, Wang Li couldn't help but smile and shook his head again.

Meng Yue: This person has to smile often, when he doesn't smile, he is cold and cold, and when he looks at people, he seems to have bloody wind and blood in his eyes. However, those who nod and shake their heads are to eat or not!

"Thank you. ”

It seems that it is eating, Meng Yue picked half a basket, plus the fine aroma picking, just filled a basket and sent it to the West Courtyard.

And Wang Li, after confirming that the girl on the loquat tree had landed safely, turned back to the house. After a while, the subordinate official sent a plate of loquat and said, "Yushi, the master of the East Courtyard sent loquats, and you can also taste it fresh." ”

Wang Li said: "The host is courteous, you need to remember to return the courtesy." ”

"Yes. The subordinate officials should be dismissed, and asked about the evaluation of officials in the three counties of Yuxian County, Yuxian County, and Father County.

Wang Li then talked with his subordinate officials about the three-county official examination while peeling off the loquat, and every four years, only the officials were checked and not the officials, and the officials were determined by several local officials. This time, the cabinet instructed them to evaluate the main officials by the way.

Although there are many things that have been added, fortunately, the manpower has also been added, but the final summary and rough evaluation can only be handled by Wang Li and two subordinate officials. After Wang Li finished talking with the subordinate officials, a plate of loquat was almost eaten, and the subordinate officials saw this and said: "The master sent a big basket, Yushi likes it, and his subordinates will go and get another plate." ”

"No, you divide the food, and tell them to hand in the officials' transcripts tomorrow, and the officials will hand in three or five days. "It's not beautiful, Wang Li has eaten a plate of loquat, which is sweet enough, but he is still a little toothy.

The subordinate officials saluted and retired, and the servants of the Wang family came in to clean up the loquat peel and kernel on the table, served a cup of tea, and quickly retreated.

Although the loquat was gone, the aroma of the fruit was still there, Wang Li unconsciously turned his head, and after a while, he threw it away again, putting his mind in the official document of the case.

The birds and finches on the branches, singing in the mountain streams, flying in the blue sky, staying in the wild trees, there are mountains and forests singing, the birds are singing, trapped in the city, no matter how carefully fed it is not beautiful.

Meng Yue was here in Wang Li at this time, and he was a bird singing in the mountains and forests, and he flew down to his window by chance, and after listening to it and taking a look, he let it fly away. There are beautiful things everywhere in the world, but many of them don't last long, Wang Li's treatment like this is just to feel its beauty, hoping that this beauty can last longer.

PPS: I believe that the classmates in Henan have seen it roughly, what I write here is Henan Province, and the Meng family is in Haozhou County. The Ming Dynasty is also the Ming Dynasty, and the place name is according to Henan Road. I have never felt so convenient and worry-free, this background I porridge!