Chapter 149 (continued)

He checked each sheep and pig one by one, but didn't see anything wrong with any of them.

I have to say, his sheep and pigs really have stomachs of steel!

If it were any other animal, eating such a messy diet, we should call the vet today.

The sheep and pigs, however, were completely unharmed.

Shi Wen and confirming there were no problems, the smart robot was brought in to clean, and then the floor was rinsed with water and disinfected again.

After disinfection, the entire livestock shed looked brand new again.

Yesterday I took a run around the mountain, and Shi Wen I know my own mountain even better.

For this purpose, he specially bought a batch of fruit seedlings—jujube, apricot, peach, chestnut, fragrant pear, and all kinds.

These fruit seedlings weren't selected much; they're all local seedlings.

Local fruit seedlings may not be the best in terms of traits, but they are certainly the most adapted to the local climate and soil, and are the easiest to plant.

Shi Wen didn't intend to grow any particularly good fruit; he just wanted to grow a local fruit for his own consumption.

Because they were local seedlings, they arrived very quickly, in the afternoon.

Shi Wen didn't hire anyone; he just carried a hoe, grabbed some fruit seedlings, and went up the mountain to plant them himself.

Brown Ox Laibao helped carry the seedlings and fertilizer up there.

Shi Wen, to express his gratitude to Laibao, even took out soybeans from his pocket to give Laibao an extra meal.

I don't know if it's because of the food, or Laibao prefers human companionship, but Laibao really likes Shi Wen and is basically inseparable from him.

Planting trees is hard work, and during dinner that evening, Yan Kexing said, "Let's plant them together when I come back this weekend."

Shi Wen happily ate the lovingly prepared dinner by Yan Kexing: "No need, it's only a few trees. I can finish planting them in two or three days. You go ahead and do your work."

I don't know if it's because of his Qilin Bloodline or because he trained well on the ranch, but Shi Wen now Shi Wen full of energy and doesn't feel tired at all even when doing physical labor.

A mere few dozen fruit trees are really nothing to him.

Seeing his insistence, Yan Kexing stopped trying to persuade him and simply said, "What do you want to eat tomorrow? I'll bring it when I get off work."

Shi Wen, "How are the crabs? It's been so long since I've had spicy crab."

Yan Kexing: "I'll see what I'm buying when I get back tomorrow."

Perhaps because planting trees is hard work, Shi Wen night and didn't hear a sound from outside.

Yan Kexing did hear it, but he was sleeping comfortably and didn't want the warm source in his arms to leave.

As soon as Yan Kexing, he immediately wrapped himself around him like an octopus, binding him tightly, leaving Yan Kexing with no choice but to stop moving.

Shi Wen woke up the next morning, Yan Kexing opened his eyes and said to him, "Cong Zai seems to have brought something back last night."

"No way?" Shi Wen was taken aback, quickly threw off the covers, put on his slippers, and went outside. "Could it be that he brought back prey?"

Yan Kexing: "I don't know about that, I didn't hear any calls."

The two walked outside together.

Shi Wen opened the door, he saw Cong Zai sitting upright in front of the door, while a puppy with one eye still closed was crawling around nearby.

Before long, Cong Zai stretched out its paw and pulled the puppy back.

Cong Zai didn't stick out its paws, and the puppy wasn't injured. But after being pulled back, it persistently tried to climb out again.

Shi Wen's eyes widened. "Cong Zai, you brought the puppy back?"

Cong Zai: "Meow."

Shi Wen looked at the puppies and was reminded of the reprimands he had given to the dogs; it seemed that Cong Zai was right next to him at the time.

Did it understand what that meant, which is why it brought the puppy back?

Yan Kexing crouched down to check on the puppies.

The puppy must have been born not long ago; it was tiny and soft, and looked quite clean. Apart from having a slightly low body temperature, it seemed to have no other problems.

Yan Kexing it in his hands and handed it to Shi Wen: "It's a healthy puppy."

After a pause, Yan Kexing added, "The quality is good; Cong Zai must have specifically chosen it."

Shi Wen carefully examined the puppy and quickly discovered that it was indeed of good quality.

Although it's still small, you can already see its thick nose and paws; it will definitely grow into a large local sheepdog.

Judging from its persistent climbing spirit, you can tell that it must have a rather stubborn personality.

For a sheepdog, having a personality is better than not having one.

Having a strong personality usually means having more ambition.

Based on the current situation, this should be a good offspring of a sheepdog. As for how things will turn out, that will depend on their training results.

Shi Wen, holding the puppy, said to Cong Zai in a complicated tone, "You really do say the softest things but do the cruelest."

Cong Zai: "Meow."

Shi Wen patted Cong Zai and said, "Anyway, thank you so much for bringing the puppy back from so far away. You must have worked hard."

Cong Zai stuck out his tongue and licked Shi Wen's fingers, then gently nuzzled him with his head. "Mmm."

The dogs were already awake and came running over when they heard the commotion.

Seeing that Shi Wen was carrying a puppy, they were very curious and came over to sniff the puppy.

The puppy, sniffed by so many large dogs, seemed very uneasy in Shi Wen's hands, constantly pawing at its little paws and whimpering.

Shi Wen held the puppy in his arms and pushed away the Wolf King's big head. "Alright, stop sniffing. The little guy is so small, he might be a little scared of you."

Wolf King: "Woof!"

Shi Wen: "Go have fun."

Shi Wen brought the puppy back inside, wrapped it in a leftover sheepskin towel, and then posted the photos she had taken earlier to various group chats, asking whose puppy it was.

[This puppy is quite cute, with its creamy yellow fur. Whose puppy is it?]

[They're not mine. I just counted, and all my puppies are still here.]

[It's not mine either, although it looks somewhat similar.]