Song Wen and Song Hu sat in the yard and talked, while Xiran and the three little kids squatted by the door and were playing with Xiaohuo.

It is said to be fun, but in fact it is rubbing, pinching, and grabbing against Xiaohuo, and having fun. The kitten who has always liked to stay with Xiaohuo has already disappeared when he sees something wrong.

The little torch lay on the threshold, looking at Song Wen helplessly, hoping that he would rescue it, but unfortunately Song Wen completely pretended not to see it.

After a while, Xiran, Xixi, Qiqi and a few little kids ran over and clamored to eat mulberries. Knowing that they could not refuse the three little kids, Song Wen and the other three simply moved the chairs under the mulberry tree, picked a bunch of mulberries, and sat by the lake while eating.

Song Wen planted the mulberry tree that can grow long mulberries. All the mulberries are long at one finger, the thickness of the thumb, and the sweet and juicy bite. The three little kids were held in their arms by Song Wen and the others. While holding mulberries from the palms that were full of mulberries, they stared at the purple-red mulberries on their heads, for fear that they would fly.

During the holiday today, some of the children in Songjiabao were taken to visit graves, while some stayed at home. In the afternoon, all these little kids ran out to play.

Many of them ran to the mountains to see the calf and camels. When they came to the mountains, the little kids saw Song Wen and the others eating mulberries, and their saliva was almost flowing down. After seeing them, Song Wen took a large washbasin inside, picked a full pot of mulberries, and let a group of little kids eat it.

Under the fruit-filled mulberry tree, beside the stone railing, Song Wen, Song Hu and Song Long stepped on the stone railing, eating mulberry and talking, just like a man, very comfortable. Xiran, Xixi and Qiqi sat in their arms, eating mulberry, smiling and purple with her mouth. A group of little kids next to her lined up, holding mulberry from the palm of her left hand, staring at the pot of mulberry placed on the stone railing, for fear that they would disappear if they were not staring at.

The weather is clear, cloudless, and clear sky.

The breeze rippled, and rustling sounds came from the mulberry trees.

Suddenly, a crane sound came from a distance, and then a red-crowned crane flew from afar. After flying around the lake, it flew under the mulberry tree and stood on the stone railing. Seeing so many people under the tree, the little crane was not afraid, so he stretched out his neck and bite the mulberry and ate it.

A group of little kids' eyes were almost bulging.

"Big bird, there are big birds."

"This is a red-crowned crane, is it written in the book?"

"This bird is so big!"

A group of little kids were chirping and noisy. Some simply stood up and ran to Xiaohe, wanting to touch Xiaohe. Unfortunately, Xiaohe ignored these little kids at all. When he saw someone trying to touch, he bit them directly. He was so scared that the children didn't dare to touch them, but they just stood by and watched. Some took out the mulberries in their palms and wanted to feed them, but unfortunately the little knives didn't even look at them.

After eating mulberries for a while, it seemed that they were full. After Xiaohe rattled Song Wen a few times, he flapped his wings and flew away again, disappointing the children who had not touched their feathers, but undoubtedly what they saw today would definitely become their capital to show off to their friends.

Song Long looked stunned and turned to Song Wen and asked, "Why do you have a red-crowned crane here?"

He had never seen and did not know about Song Wen's raising a red-crowned crane, so he was surprised. Song Hu next to him looked calm and said, "What's so strange? This is Awen's raising, and he can even deliver a letter?" Song Long's eyes widened when he heard this.

The calf and the black and white camel brothers were swaying on the grass and eating green grass. Its mother was pregnant and usually didn't go out much, so the three guys who were out of control often ran around. Fortunately, they knew to go home at night, otherwise it would be enough for Song Wen to be troubled.

The calf grows bigger and bigger, perhaps because it is nourished by the Ruyi Fan space spring water. It is not as thin as an ordinary calf, but is very tall and strong. Now it is all at Song Wen’s bra, only a little shorter than a marquis. Gradually, the horn on its forehead grows bigger and bigger. Now it has one finger to grow and it feels hard to touch. On Song Wen’s side, no one comes, and no one thinks the calf grows strangely. Children play with it every day, except for the novelty at the beginning, and there is no feeling after passing. If this little guy arrives in the village, he will probably be watched and everyone is surprised.

Seeing that the lake was so lively, Xiao Niu walked over with two camel brothers. He came to Song Wen and rubbed his arms, and stuck out his tongue to wash his face. Song Wen pressed him back. This guy used this trick every time he said hello. Xiao Niu felt a little aggrieved when he saw Song Wen's warm greeting, and mooed and was about to walk away. Suddenly, he saw the mulberry placed on the stone railing, so he walked over curiously, stuck out his tongue and licked it. It felt good and it started to taste the sea.

Song Wen didn't expect this to happen and was stunned for a moment.

A group of little kids next to him were very angry when they saw it. This was something for them to eat. They threw the remaining mulberries in their hands into their mouths, then ran to the calf, pulling the oxtail with the oxtail, pushing the oxtail with the oxtail with the oxtail with the oxtail, and pushing the oxtail with the oxtail with the oxtail with the oxtail with the oxtail with the oxtail with the oxtail with the oxtail, and trying to drive the ox away.

Even Qiqi from Song Hu's family shouted angrily: "Bad Niu Niu, Bad Niu Niu, steal our food and will never be with you again."

A few little kids did not have the strength of a strong calf. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't escape it. He even panted. The calf opened his mouth and ate the mulberries in the basin cleanly, and licked the basin cleanly. Then he turned around and ran away with the black and white camel brothers.

When a group of little kids saw that the mulberry was gone, they immediately looked at Song Wen with a sad face.

After seeing it, Song Wen knew what to do, so he washed it with a basin, then picked a basin of mulberries and gave it to a bunch of kids to eat. He felt that he was just an old mother, or the kindergarten teacher, who was dedicated to serving these kids. He was really his grandmother.

After picking mulberries for the children, Song Wen continued to lie on the chair and ate mulberries. Suddenly remembering something, he hurriedly said to Song Hu: "Ahu, if you raise wild boars, you have to apply for a "National Key Protected Wild Animals Domestic and Breeding License", otherwise the law enforcement department will investigate."

"You also need to apply for a certificate for raising pigs?" Song Hu asked strangely after hearing this.

"Of course, you raise wild boars."

"You have to get a certificate, otherwise you will be found to be confiscated by someone. You also have to get a "Wild Animal Business License", or you can't buy and sell wild animals in the store. Let's do this, I'll do it, I'll go back and ask what procedures are needed before calling you." Song Long said from the side.

"You are not the official in our Lanling side, do you care about our side?" Song Hu asked.

"Then the certificate is universal across the province, and it is the same on either side." Song Long said.

The three of them were talking, and a trumpet suddenly came from the bamboo forest.

The mountains were quiet, and the sound of horns echoed in the mountains, very loud. Song Wen couldn't help but look at the other side of the mountain road, thinking who would be here? Then, he saw a small car turning out of the mountain road and parked in the parking lot, and an old man walked down.

Isn't that Chi Qiaosheng? Why did he come? He remembered that after he cured the pot of old wintersweet, the two of them had no intersection again. Could it be that something happened to the old wintersweet again? Song Wen looked at the old man who got out of the car and thought strangely.

But it was a guest from afar. When Chi Qiaosheng came over, Song Wen hurried over and welcomed him into the house to make tea. But he didn't expect Chi Qiaosheng to know his uncle, so the two started chatting, and it seemed that they were having a good conversation.

After chatting with Song Yuanzhi for a few words, Chi Qiaosheng turned his head and said to Song Wen: "Actually, I came today because someone asked me to ask you to help me manage the tree?"

After hearing this, Song Wen realized that he was helping someone else. He thought something happened to his old bonsai again.

"I wonder if you have ever heard of the ancient Xichan Temple in Rongcheng?" Chi Qiaosheng asked Song Wen.

Song Wen shook his head. Although he had been to Rongcheng several times, he had never heard of this ancient Xichan Temple.

"Xichan Ancient Temple is one of the six major jungles in Rongcheng. It was passed down from the Tang Dynasty and can be regarded as one of the largest temples in Rongcheng. There is an old lychee tree in this temple. It was said that it was passed down from the Song Dynasty. It has been hundreds of years since it was now, but now it is almost dead. It is hard to cure it after being invited to invite many experts. The old host in the temple didn't know where you heard that you could manage trees. He specially invited me to invite you to help you see when you have time?"

"But that old abbot who is already 88 years old?" Song Yuanzhi asked from the side after hearing this.

"Who else can be there besides him?" Chi Qiaosheng nodded and said.

"The old abbot is also a god. Awen, if you can cure it, you might as well go there." Song Yuanzhi said to Song Wen.

Song Yuanzhi did not believe in ghosts and gods, but it did not prevent him from knowing some things.

Speaking of which, the old abbot of the ancient Xichan Temple is also a legendary figure. During the Anti-Japanese War, the Japanese invaders occupied Rongcheng, and some lonely and helpless people hid in the temple to take refuge. Unexpectedly, they were discovered by the Japanese invaders and wanted to be shot on the spot. The abbot relied on his 3-inch tongue to persuade the Japanese invaders to let go of those suffering people, and later made great contributions to the liberation of Rongcheng. Of course, these are not something that Song Yuanzhi could know at his age. Most of them were heard of, but it was not because he admired the courage of the abbot. It undoubtedly required great courage to stand up under the Japanese invaders. It is said that there is no China after Yashan, which undoubtedly witnessed the character of the Chinese people.

"Um"

Song Wen nodded. In fact, his uncle didn't need to say that he would go, after all, they had already come to invite him. Besides, this was not a difficult task for him. It was just a simple task, and it was just a trip in the past.

Chi Qiaosheng chatted with Song Yuanzhi for a while, made an appointment with Song Wen, and then said goodbye and left. Song Wen sent him to the door.

Later, Song Long and Song Hu and his family also left. Then, Chen Xiuhui went down the mountain because Xixi was going to school tomorrow, so Song Yuanshui naturally followed.

So the mountains returned to peace, leaving Song Wen alone.
Chapter completed!