"Little Flower, Little Yellow Dog, come here."
"Meow~"
"Awoo~"
Little Flower and Little Tibetan Fox stood up and ran to Lu Fangfang.
They bathed frequently, unlike the little wild donkey who was so afraid.
Lu Fangfang pulled out a few pieces of still-burning firewood from under the large iron pot, reducing the fire.
Then she picked up the little Tibetan fox and threw it directly into the large iron pot.
"Awoo~"
The little Tibetan fox paddled rapidly on its four short legs, swimming on the surface of the water.
Lu Fangfang smiled and glanced at it, then threw the little flower in again.
"Thump~"
She rolled up her sleeves and began to wash the little Tibetan fox.
Their fur is so long, we need to scrub it properly.
...
"Squeak~"
"Fangfang? Fang... what are you doing?"
Zhuang Mingcheng was startled as soon as he entered the breeding farm.
In the large iron pot, only the heads of Xiaohua and the little Tibetan fox were visible. Looking at the wife, she had her sleeves rolled up and was adding water to the pot with a gourd ladle.
"Give them a bath, wash Little Flower and Little Yellow Dog, what else can we do?"
Lu Fangfang turned around and looked at him.
Seeing her husband's expression as if he'd seen a ghost, she couldn't help but roll her eyes.
This person is really something. She's not a poisonous woman. What else could she be doing if she's not taking a bath?
"bath……"
Zhuang Mingcheng walked over quickly with a lunchbox in his hand. He saw the two little ones lying comfortably in the big pot with their eyes slightly squinted.
Seeing this, he was both amused and exasperated, "Who bathes in a big iron pot like this?"
"Isn't it more convenient to use an iron pot? Why are you here at midday?"
"The day after tomorrow, the regiment will be delivering winter supplies to the 1st Company of the 3rd Battalion. Their company is stationed in the mountains, and the conditions are a bit harsh. Your farm should collect all the eggs that have been laid these days, and I will have someone come and pick them up tomorrow afternoon."
As he spoke, Zhuang Mingcheng put down his lunchbox.
He rolled up his sleeves, reached into the iron pot, and started washing Xiaohua with his wife.
Normally, he could have just sent someone over to inform his wife.
But just to see his wife, he came over by himself.
"Okay, I'll go collect the eggs with Sister Lanying later."
Lu Fangfang nodded and agreed immediately.
The area near the regiment's camp is at a lower altitude, and it hasn't snowed yet.
Snow has already begun to fall on those high-altitude mountains, making the conditions for stationing there much more difficult.
"By the way, we still have more than a thousand mature male quails at our farm. Keeping them is a waste of food. Why don't I send them to the regiment and you can have them killed?"
"The weather is cold now, so the supplies can be stored for a long time. When the regiment delivers supplies, we can also send them to several companies."
Zhuang Mingcheng thought about it for a while and felt that his wife made sense.
Quail may be small, but it's still meat. Sending it to the various outposts will at least improve the soldiers' lives a little.
"I'll have the logistics team come over later and transport all the quails to the regiment. You and Sister Lanying can just wait."
After finishing their business, the two focused on washing Xiaohua and the little Tibetan fox.
After finishing, Lu Fangfang took an old cloth and wiped the two little ones clean.
It was still a bit chilly outside. Holding the little Tibetan fox, she called to Zhuang Mingcheng and went into the breeding shed.
"Oh...ah..."
The little wild donkey was warming itself by the stove when it saw Zhuang Mingcheng arrive. It looked up and brayed.
"Fangfang, are you giving that stubborn little donkey a bath?"
Zhuang Mingcheng was somewhat surprised.
He put down the little flower he was holding, walked over and touched it, and found that the little wild donkey was now very clean and even smelled of soap.
The already handsome little wild donkey is now even more beautiful.
Touching the donkey's back, he really wanted to ride it to the grassland outside for a ride.
"You don't know, this big idiot donkey was just throwing a tantrum, refusing to wash no matter what..."
Lu Fangfang smiled and told him what had just happened.
Zhuang Mingcheng chuckled, "You can't blame the stubborn little donkey. With you holding up such a big iron pot, anyone would be suspicious. The stubborn little donkey must have thought you were going to cook it."
"Oh...ah..."
The little wild donkey brayed in agreement.
Lu Fangfang patted the donkey's head in annoyance, then called her husband over.
"Mingcheng, I've got something good to show you."
A gentle pat on the cloth bag revealed a fluffy, yellowish-white head that cautiously peeked out.
"Is that Little Yellow? The weasel outside the breeding farm?"
Zhuang Mingcheng looked at his wife with considerable surprise.
He had heard his wife mention Little Yellow before, but he never expected that she would manage to abduct the little weasel in such a short time.
This is unlike a little flower or a Tibetan fox; it's not easy to get a grown weasel to be affectionate.
"Um."
"Xiao Huang, this is my wife, Zhuang Mingcheng."
Lu Fangfang carefully took out the little weasel and held it in her hands.
"Squeak~"
The little weasel tilted its head, looking at Zhuang Mingcheng curiously.
It seemed to have seen this two-legged creature before in the wild.
Zhao Lanying, standing nearby, also curiously came over.
Looking at the little yellow cat in Xiao Lu's palm, she was full of admiration. Xiao Lu seemed to have a kind of affinity that made the animals like him.
"Awoo~"
Seeing the three of them huddled together, the little Tibetan fox curiously walked over as well.
Its cry terrified the little weasel.
bass!
The little weasel jumped to the ground, quickly squeezed through the crack in the door, and disappeared in a flash.
Before the three could react, they saw Little Fragrant Weasel run out.
Lu Fangfang turned her head and looked helplessly at the little Tibetan fox.
"Awoo~"
The little Tibetan fox also looked completely innocent.
It pretended nothing was wrong, turned around and walked over to Little Flower to warm itself by the fire.
Upon seeing this, Zhuang Mingcheng smiled.
He handed his wife the lunchbox, gave her some instructions, and then returned to his unit.
...
In the afternoon, more than ten soldiers arrived at the breeding farm with horse-drawn carts.
Lu Fangfang led them into the shed and caught a male quail.
She and her sister-in-law Lan Ying stood guard in front of the cage, and picked out some healthy male quails to keep for breeding.
"Sister-in-law, there are 1,132 in total. We'll take them to the regiment now."
Lu Fangfang glanced at it and nodded.
She took out a notebook, had the leading soldier sign it, and then let them take the quails away.
She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the empty cage.
With more than a thousand fewer quails at the farm, feeding them is easier for the farmers, and they can save a lot of grain.
After cleaning the cage, and seeing that it was getting late, Lu Fangfang picked up the rabbits and called the little guys home.
The weather is cold now, so things won't spoil. She plans to process the rabbit and save it for Xiuxiu to eat when she comes over.
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