Why not hang yourself on the southeast tree

Chapter 168: Mountain Eagle: Fledgling Complex (11)

Song Zijin stuffed a dried carrot into the elephant's mouth, but it didn't open its mouth and instead made a look of disgust.

The young lady standing behind him burst out laughing, which made Song Zijin so embarrassed that her face turned red.

[Stupid, elephants don't eat carrots, so why don't you feed them bananas?!]

[Oh yeah! How could I forget?! ]

Song Zijin slapped his forehead, threw the carrots back into the basket, and dug out the banana covered with pockmarks.

This time the elephant was quite considerate and opened its mouth wide waiting to be fed.

Song Zijin was so considerate that he peeled off the skin and threw it into the elephant's throat...

This little bit of stuff is only enough to fill the gaps between the elephant's teeth.

The staff brought another basket and asked him if he wanted one. It was still eighty, and they were fair to everyone.

The elephant could understand human language and stretched its trunk towards the banana, but was slapped away by the staff.

The elephant stomped its feet in grievance, raising dust from the ground. It fluttered its big ears like a pitiful child who didn't get any candy.

Lin Xiaorou had never seen someone who was so obsessed with money, so she immediately took the landlord's stupid son away.

Actually, it’s not that I can’t afford the money, but the way that person eats is so ugly that I don’t like it.

There were still many people queuing up to be fed, but the staff didn't care. They put their hands on the elephant's flattened tusks and continued to solicit business.

Song Qian stood silently aside, looking at the long queue of people waiting to ride the elephants.

I don’t know if it’s because he’s old and has experienced a lot, but he didn’t have any strong curiosity to experience it. Instead, he felt very blocked in his heart.

This Wild Elephant Valley, where money can be made everywhere, is completely different from the Wild Elephant Valley he imagined, where elephants forage freely and play around.

Can an elephant that is being walked on a rope be called a wild elephant?

[Mom, there are not as many elephants here as in our zoo, and there are no performances...]

[Oh, kid, you can't say that. Many of the elephants in our Wild Elephant Valley have gone to rest. Only these few strong working models are still receiving tourists. Isn't spraying water, rolling wood, and eating fruit considered a performance? The ticket is only 60 yuan, it's a good deal! ]

A smiling tour guide passed by holding a small flag and heard Song Zijin's complaint and expressed his disagreement.

The small speaker on her chest faithfully spread her voice over a wide area. Many people nearby heard it and nodded.

Fortunately, there were no vicious keyboard warriors present. Regardless of what they thought in their hearts, most people did not say anything unpleasant.

Song Qian picked up his son, who looked a little aggrieved, and placed him on his shoulders.

[Son, you must be hungry after feeding the elephants. Let’s go out and have something delicious! ]

[Hey, brother, our food court is right next to us. There are many Dai-style snacks. You can bring your family there to eat~]

The waiter who was soliciting customers in the crowd came over quickly to greet him. He smiled with a row of big white teeth, was dark and thin, and if you put aside his skin color, he was indeed a handsome boy.

Lin Xiaorou took the menu from the waiter, but after just glancing at it, she returned it.

[Sorry, my son has a weak spleen and stomach, so he needs to eat food that warms the stomach and is easy to digest. Thank you! ]

What she didn't say was that the menu had all these fancy names and photos of dishes, but there were no prices on them. If two bananas cost 80 yuan, with the appetite of their family of three, they would have to spend at least 2,000 yuan, right? !

Walking back against the crowd, Song Qian always carried his son on his shoulders.

Standing high and seeing far, over at the butterfly house that I couldn't squeeze in when I came here, I could vaguely see a few butterflies dancing in the air. Their bright colors attracted the crowd to gasp.

It’s not that I haven’t seen butterflies before, but it’s not often that I see the fairy among butterflies.

Specks of phosphorus powder fell from the butterfly's flapping wings, floating lightly and scattered by the wind.

Countless pairs of eyes followed the butterfly's trajectory, moving in unison.

Song Zijin was a little shocked, and he had already recovered from the loss he had just felt.

Song Qian clearly felt that the brat's little claws, which were holding his ears as a handrail, were eager to catch a butterfly.

[I advise you that every blade of grass and every tree in the Wild Elephant Valley is the property of the locals. If you hurt a butterfly, don’t even think about walking out of the gate upright!]

Song Zijin shuddered and wanted to pee, but he didn't know if he would be beaten if he pee in his neck.

Lin Xiaorou was not high enough, but when she noticed her son shivering, she had a conditioned reflex -

[Son, come down and go to the bathroom over there! ]

[Okay, I'll go with him. There are too many people and I'm afraid he'll get lost!]

It was almost four o'clock and the park was about to close, but there were still tourists queuing up for ticket checking.

There were already vendors setting up stalls at the main entrance, and from what they said, I could tell they were locals.

[Mom, that smells so good, I want to eat it! ]

The straightforward Song Zijin went to the toilet once. His stomach was empty, and when he saw the delicious roasted breast milk fan, his mouth was watering.

The lady who had just arrived looked up and smiled broadly.

[Hey kids, this is Yunnan roasted milk fan, I made it myself, it’s delicious! ]

Lin Xiaorou was in a particularly good mood as soon as she walked out of the scenic area. She had never eaten the roasted breast fan before, so she ordered three servings immediately.

The old lady took out the dry white lumps from the bag and placed them on the grill, one, two, three, in an orderly manner.

Lin Xiaorou bumped into her husband's shoulder, but no, she couldn't hit him. Her shoulder rubbed the ribs of the man next to her.

【(?｀?Д?′)!! Oh my, murdering your own husband? ! 】

Song Qian is very ticklish, and the sides of his waist are restricted areas. Unfortunately, his acupuncture points were hit at this moment, which caused him both pain and itchiness, making him unable to help but hide to the side.

The old lady covered her mouth and laughed secretly. She just liked to watch the young couple flirting.

The eldest son of the old man next door to her married a wicked woman from Sichuan last year. She pulled her man's ears and scolded him every day. She was old, so she climbed over the wall to watch the fun. If it weren't for her puppy to cover her, she would have been almost discovered by the good-looking wicked woman several times.

If she were to say, a wife has to be fierce and aggressive so that she can stand on her own feet and not be easily bullied after marrying into a man's home.

The milk was roasted slowly over a low fire, and the fragrance was wafting out, going straight into people's noses.

Song Zijin pursed his lips tightly, fearing that saliva would drip out and cause embarrassment.

Lin Xiaorou was not much better off. The mother and daughter squatted together, guarding the oven, and watched the aunt turn the breasts over from time to time.

[Wow, what is that? It smells so good. Brother, buy me one!]

Another person came over smelling the fragrance, and the old lady introduced the food with a smile, and another business came in.

The newly taken out dried milk fan is a little smaller than the one that is almost baked, and the rich milk aroma is not smelling.

Those who come later will have to wait because the stove is too small to accommodate them.

[What kind of sauce do you want? Condensed milk or rose sauce? ]

[I want rose jam, son, what do you want to brush? ]

[Condensed milk, condensed milk, I want condensed milk! I’m a boy, I don’t eat flowers! ]

Song Zijin's serious face made everyone around him laugh.