After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

Qian Fengping breathed a sigh of relief, but even so, she still felt a little pained about the money: "Thirty cents is not a small amount. What's the point of renting a cow?"

"It's for milk production." Fang Tong comforted her, "Don't worry, we'll only rent it for three months. The milk produced will be consumed by our whole family, especially since Ayan's leg is broken. Our usual food isn't very nutritious, so drinking some milk will help the child replenish his energy."

Unexpectedly, he rented it for his own son.

Qian Fengping felt mixed emotions and looked at him with some emotion.

Everyone says that Fang Tong is a reckless person, but which man in the village can compare to his caring attitude towards his family?

But the current situation... Qian Fengping looked at the young man sitting in the wheelchair in the yard, felt distressed, and compromised: "Then, let's do as you say."

It was midday and the sun was scorching hot. Fang Tong was exhausted and hot after walking all the way back. Qian Fengping said quickly, "Go back to the house and rest first. I'll go prepare dinner."

The lunch meal was still whole grain pancakes and pickles eaten with water.

Fang Nanzhi took a few bites of the pancake, turning his head from time to time and looking towards the yard curiously.

Daddy brought the cow back so that my aunt and brother could drink milk too!

"Daddy, when are we going to milk the cows?"

"Go after dinner."

"Oh."

After a while, the little girl looked at the big cake in her hand thoughtfully: "Daddy, Niu Niu wants to eat cake?"

"It won't eat. Cows eat grass." Fang Tong chewed the cake and said, "Just eat yours. Dad will go cut some grass to feed the cows later."

It's hard to feel at ease.

Fang Nanzhi's little mouth hasn't stopped chattering all afternoon.

"Brother, do you think Niu Niu is hot?"

"Dad, why haven't you finished eating yet?"

Nine out of ten sentences are about Niu Niu.

Fang Tong: ...

Sure enough, the saying is true: even dogs can’t stand children of this age.

After finishing his meal, Fang Tong immediately took the wooden bucket and looked at his daughter helplessly: "Let's go, ancestor, let's go milking."

"Great!"

Fang Nanzhi ran over happily, and the mother and son followed behind.

"Dad, can you milk a cow?"

"Just kidding." Fang Tong said confidently. After washing his hands, he rolled up his sleeves and said, "There's nothing in this world that your father can't do."

As he spoke, he reached out to the cow's grain bag and began to squeeze it up and down, looking quite skilled.

He was not blindly confident. Before leaving, he even asked for advice from his brother, the Gan Ya man.

"Whoosh!"

Soon white juice began to flow down slowly. Fang Tong was very proud and turned his head to show off: "See..."

In the middle of her words, Qian Fengping said, "Oh!" and pointed at the bucket: "It's all spilled out. Be careful."

Fang Tong turned his head and felt a little embarrassed.

It was squeezed out, but the milk flow was crooked and most of it was squeezed onto the ground.

Seeing the milk spilled on the ground, Qian Fengping felt distressed. This was milk, and it was wasted.

Fang Tong coughed twice and said, "What an accident! I'll be more careful this time and I won't leak it."

He soon realized that the little guy next to him was nudging him.

Fang Nanzhi's eyes lit up and he was eager to try: "Daddy, it's my turn, it's my turn, let me try!"

Fang Tong looked at the little girl's hands in the sunlight, reflecting the water. She had even washed her hands, so what would happen if she didn't squeeze them?

He stepped aside: "Okay, okay, I'll let you do it."

Fang Nanzhi lay down, rubbed his little hands, looked around, chose a head that he liked, and stretched out his little hand to pinch it carefully.

She had seen other people's dogs giving birth and feeding their puppies before, and the children in that family would squeeze the dog's milk. Now it would be the same with cows, right?

Under the expectant gazes of several people——

“Tick, tick…”

Just one or two drops of milk dripped into the wooden basin, looking extremely pitiful.

The next second, Fang Nanzhi was also pushed.

Fang Yin was anxious: "Zhizhi, let me do it, let me try!"

Fang Nanzhi had no choice but to give up his position.

She had barely taken two steps when Fang Yin's big hands pressed on her, and a stream of milk spurted into the wooden barrel. At the same time, the cow mooed miserably and immediately kicked towards Fang Yin.

Fortunately, Fang Tong was quick-witted and immediately pulled his second brother over, thus saving him from danger.

Fang Yin, who had just survived the robbery, was terrified: "Niuniu is bad, kick me! I won't squeeze!"

Fang Tong was already numb: "Okay, okay, I won't let you squeeze in. Just go and watch from the side."

It was obvious that he used too much force and hurt the cow. This guy didn't know how to control his strength.

Qian Fengping was also startled. She looked at the cow and rolled up her sleeves: "I'll give it a try after the cow recovers."

After saying that, she took the sickle and went outside to cut some grass.

The grass that cows eat is very diverse, including giant fungus grass, which are their favorites.

In the countryside, it's not difficult to cut grass.

After a while, she returned with a full load.

Qian Fengping carefully held the food in her hands and handed it to the cow's mouth. The cow was very considerate and opened its mouth to eat after smelling it.

Qian Fengping breathed a sigh of relief and patiently fed the cow with grass, touching its head from time to time.

Fang Nanzhi stood aside and watched, her big eyes full of interest, and she also coaxed: "Niuniu, be good~"

Qian Fengping smiled and quickly confirmed that the cow was no longer so anxious. Then she tentatively touched its nipple. Seeing that the cow did not seem to be kicking, she continued.

The woman's hands were very skillful, and she had just the right amount of strength. With a gentle squeeze of her hands, a stream of milk flowed into the bucket.

And the cow didn't move and continued to eat grass.

The milky white juice filled a large wooden barrel, and you could smell the milky aroma just by standing around.

Fang Tong estimated it when he picked it up and said in surprise: "This must be ten kilograms."

Fang Nanzhi followed behind him, her little nose twitching as she greedily inhaled the milky aroma in the air: "Daddy, I want to drink."

"Drink it later. My brother said that milk cannot be drunk raw and must be cooked." Fang Tong carried the milk and went straight into the kitchen.

The pot had been cleaned long ago, so I poured all the milk into the pot and then lit the fire.

After a while, the pot slowly heated up and Fang Tong stirred it with a spatula.

"Do I need to stir the milk?" Qian Fengping asked curiously after she finished her work.

"I also heard that if you don't stir it, it will stick to the bottom of the pot. Anyway, I have nothing to do." Fang Tong looked at her: "You are tired for a long time. I will do this job. You just sit there and rest for a while and wait for the drink."

Fang Tong pointed to the door.

At the door, Fang Nanzhi and Fang Yin had moved three small stools in at some point, and each of them sat on one.

There was also Qin Yan sitting in a wheelchair next to him, um... he was pushed here by Fang Nanzhi. The three of them lined up neatly at the door waiting for milk.

Seeing Qian Fengping looking over, Fang Nanzhi patted the empty stool beside her with her small hands and said in a strong voice: "Auntie, sit here!"

Qian Fengping: Ah... Do we have to sit here and wait?

She hesitated for a moment, but ultimately felt embarrassed to reject the little girl's feelings, so she sat down on the bench hesitantly.