Chapter 22: The Unlucky Song Wen (Celebrating Newcomer Rankings)

  Song Wen pinched the cow's udder, and the warmth transmitted to his hand made his little heart tremble again.

  To be honest, he is still a virgin, not the second son of an eldest and second son, but a real inexperienced young man.

  He always thought that people should have their own bottom line and not let desires control their hearts. So, over the years, although he had been involved with countless snowflakes, he had never crossed the threshold.

  It's not that he can't do it, but rather that he feels like he can't.

  He's a responsible man, running around all year round, always thinking that he can't give his woman a stable home, so he has never tried romance, but only stored emotions in his heart.

  He disdains social gatherings; he does not love the Flowing Swallow Princess.

  Once he sets his sights on something, once he locks onto a target, what hits the mark will be his lifelong love, his sole companion.

  He is a sentimental person. In today's society where good men are destined to be extinct, he can also be considered a rare find.

  Song Wen pinched the cow's udder, saw no milk coming out, and couldn't help but feel secretly puzzled. He pinched again, still no milk came out, so he stretched out his hand to pull the teat, still no milk. Repeatedly doing this, still no milk came out, making him anxious to the point of sweating slightly on his forehead.

  The water buffalo was a bit annoyed by him, turned around and shouted, impatiently stomping on the ground, staring at him. As if to say, can you milk or not?

  Song Wen looked and hastily accompanied, saying: "Big brother, big sister, oh..., should be big mom, big aunt is right, seems too old, still call you big sister? Niu big sister, I'm a newcomer, bear with me for a moment, just bear with me."

  It seemed his words had an effect, the water buffalo licked its lips, mooed and turned around.

  On the mountain road, a small car slowly drove towards Song Wenhua's home.

  The driver was Huang Xiaojun, who was last scolded by Song Wen until he was speechless, and the passengers were Song Hu's family.

  After a while, they arrived at the parking lot, and several people got off the car and walked across the wooden bridge over the stream.

  Walking on the bridge, with water flowing gently on both sides, in front of a lush bamboo forest, not far away is a small courtyard nestled among them, like an ancient hermit's mountain residence, as if it were a dream or an illusion, not like the mortal world.

  Huang Xiaojun looked and exclaimed: "What a great place!"

  Today, she is still wearing a Han-style dress, casually coiled her hair into a bun, with two chopstick-like hairpins inserted on top. The gentle breeze strokes, the sleeves flutter, and the hair flows, setting off her watery eyes, tender skin, and jade-like face, like an immortal fairy fallen to the mortal world.

  Song Hu heard her praise the good place, and his heart was proud, and he couldn't help but say: "Of course, if it's not a good place, that kid wouldn't be willing to move from the good house on the other side and build a new one here."

  A few people walked and talked as they came into the courtyard.

  As soon as he entered the door, he saw Song Yuanshui cleaning up the bloodstains left by the wild boar in the courtyard, but there was no sign of Song Wen.

  "Third Uncle, where's Ah Wen?" Song Wen asked Song Yuan Shui.

  "After squeezing milk in the back, you came, sit inside, I'll go call him."

  Apart from Song Hu's family, there was another guest. Song Yuanshui hastily put down his work and went in to call Song Wen.

  "No need, I'll go get him."

  As he spoke, Song Hu went towards the backyard.

  Huang Wenfeng and Huang Xiaojun were also a little curious, so they greeted Song Yuanshui and walked in with Qiqi.

  Song Wen squeezed and pulled and pinched, but still couldn't squeeze out half a drop of milk, finally he got angry and forcefully pinched the cow's udder.

  The water buffalo was pinched so hard that it let out a loud moo and swung its tail back, hitting Song Wen's occipital bone with great force.

  Song Wenzhi knelt on one leg for half a day, his foot was numb, and he was suddenly hit by the cow's tail and fell to the ground.

  Just then, the cow that had been squeezed and pulled for half a day without producing a single drop of milk suddenly let out a stream of it, which landed right on his head and body. A few drops fell onto his hair and back, making him look utterly bizarre.

  Damn it, Song Wen didn't expect things to turn out this way and suddenly cursed loudly.

  At this time, a drop of milk flowed down from his hair and into his mouth. He tasted it and felt that it seemed to be a bit salty.

  "Hmm, what flavor?"

  Suddenly, a smell wafted up from between my nose, and upon closer sniffing, it seemed like the smell of cow dung.

  Look carefully, can't help but curse out loud, damn it.

  He fell face down into a pile of cow dung. Although the cow dung had been cleared, the imprint was still there, and some remained, his face landed right on that spot.

  No wonder I just felt that the milk was a bit salty, damn it, obviously added something, you bastard.

  Song Wen cursed angrily and got up from the ground.

  At this time, Song Hu walked in and saw him standing next to the water buffalo, asking: "Awen, have you finished milking? It's time for dinner, my stomach is..."

  Song Wen heard his voice and turned around.

  Song Hu took one look and his mouth immediately fell agape, he was so shocked that he couldn't say a word, his two eyes almost popped out.

  No wonder he's like this, Song Wen's current appearance is indeed too stunning. His face is covered in black, with some white milk stains, and a few strands of grass are stuck to his hair, with white milk stains scattered throughout, and there's even a black patch on his mouth...

  "Ah... Ah Wen, what's wrong with you? Aren't you milking the cow? How did it end up like this?"

  Song Hu's concerned inquiry was just a facade, his slightly parted lips betrayed the laughter that was bursting in his heart.

  Huang Wenfeng and Huang Xiaojun, who followed behind, also couldn't help but laugh when they saw Song Wen's appearance. After a while, as if discovering that she was being too unreserved, she hurriedly lowered her head, holding back her laughter, but her constantly trembling shoulders betrayed their current expression.

  Song Wen's face was suddenly covered in black smoke, and he hadn't expected such an embarrassing scene to be seen by others. His face turned bright red, and he didn't know whether it was from shame or anger. Without even greeting them, he hastily rushed back to his room to take a bath. A loud burst of laughter came from behind, and without looking, he knew it was that rascal Song Hu.

  Song Wen rubbed himself up and down, left and right, inside and out, several times in his room, but still felt a lingering smell of cow dung and milk on his body, unsure if it was just psychological.

  Huang Wenfeng and Huang Xiaojun took QiQi to the yard to see the bamboo rats. Song Hu was extremely bored, saw the little dog sleeping on the doorstep, and went over to tease it. He remembered that when he and Song Wen bought it, it wasn't this big, didn't expect that after a few days, it grew again. Song Hu kept disturbing the little dog with his fingers, the little dog opened its eyes, glanced at him, seemed to recognize him, turned over and continued sleeping.

  Song Hu didn't let it go, constantly using his fingers to scratch its chin and body, not letting it sleep. This time it was annoyed, biting Song Hu's finger, "hmm" crying out, and pulling his finger backwards.

  Song Hu was not paying attention, just drawing his finger back, but he didn't expect the little dog to bite down and refuse to let go. This made him panic, and he hurriedly shook his finger with force, suddenly feeling a bit of pain. Upon closer inspection, his finger was bleeding. It wasn't until then that he realized the little dog had grown teeth. He hastily shouted loudly towards the inside: "Awen, Awen, come quickly, the little dog has bitten someone!"

  Song Weng just came out and looked at him, saying helplessly: "What are you doing? The puppy hasn't grown teeth yet, what's the point of barking?"

  "Your teeth have grown longer, look."

  Huang Wenfeng and Huang Xiaojun also came over to take a look after hearing Song Hu's cry, and Huang Wenfeng scolded with a bad temper, but her expression was a concerned look.

  When Song Wen came out, the little dog let go of the finger it was biting and ran to Song Wen's back. However, it still barked at Song Hu "Gua Gua", with a bit of a domineering tone.

  Song Wen picked up the puppy and opened its mouth to take a look, only to find that it had indeed grown teeth.

  The little dog was still barking "gai gai", Song Wen hurriedly comforted it, and after it calmed down, he put it down and let it play by itself. Then he went inside to fetch some anti-inflammatory medicine water to clean Song Hu's wound.

  Fortunately, the little guy just grew teeth and only bit through a bit of skin. If not, Song Hu would have suffered this time.