Si Chen was communicating with the white tiger cub in a friendly manner.

Domestic, Mongolian area.

A construction corps, cattle and sheep breeding base.

The time difference makes the time here five hours ahead of Mosca.

It was 6 o'clock in the evening in Mosca, but the time in this regiment was 11 o'clock in the evening.

Officers and soldiers from several companies drove cattle and caught sheep all night long.

"Company Commander, can these cows we raise really help the motherland buy big planes?"

They knew they were going to change planes. This was clearly told to them by the leaders when they came to hold the mobilization meeting.

However, we didn’t tell them exactly where to change from and what plane we were changing to.

"You're the only one who talks nonsense!" The company commander waved his long pole and drove the cattle:

"Hold on tight. This has to be sent to the airport overnight, so we can't delay it!"

"Hey - that end, get it out, get it out quickly."

"That guy is so small. He doesn't weigh a ton at first glance."

"The little one is still a little tender. If you pull it back, it can grow a little longer."

In the flying dust, one after another, the grassland cattle were driven towards the Dongfeng truck.

Their "moo" sounds come and go.

Large Dongfeng trucks lined up on the grass, waiting to load cattle.

Under the bright car lights, the flying dust was particularly clearly illuminated.

The sounds of cattle braying, people shouting, and the roar of engines are intertwined one after another.

This night, a certain corner of the grassland is destined to be noisy until dawn.

…

In the early morning, while Si Chen was still sleeping, the satellite phone rang.

He answered in a daze: "Hello?"

"Ni Hao, Wo is the head of the Meng District Production and Construction Corps. Excuse me, is this Si Chen?"

Hearing someone else's voice, Si Chen sat up, his drowsiness gone:

"Yes! Hello, I am Si Chen!"

Immediately afterwards, the other party announced his name and went straight to the topic:

"We have taken the cattle and sheep you want out of the pen overnight and are sending them to Hailar Airport. They are expected to arrive in six hours."

Si Chen quickly got out of bed, ran to the bathroom, washed up, and prepared to go out:

"I'll communicate right away. Two large transport planes will be dispatched later. Please tell me your number!"

When the other party heard this, he became very excited and reported his number and said:

"A big plane is really sending it here? That's great!"

“Our group has been rooted in Mongolia for many years, raising cattle, herding sheep, growing vegetables, planting trees, preventing wind and forest, and resisting sandstorms.”

"I never thought that we could actually exchange big planes for our motherland!"

"Brother, thank you so much for giving us a chance. I, I'm so excited!"

Si Chen was brushing his teeth here, grinning as he brushed.

The other party said a lot excitedly, and finally warned:

"You guys try to hurry up. We are cattle and sheep. We are noisy, howling and shitting along the way."

“If you enter Hulunbuir, you will really be killed!”

“Especially Hailar Dongshan Airport, it is clean, tidy and decent.”

"That guy is the international tourist distribution center."

"When we go there, it stinks to the sky and is unseemly."

"We can't embarrass the Meng District!"

Si Chen had already packed up and dressed neatly. He went out with his phone under his arm and replied:

"Sure, don't worry, I'll go communicate now!"

Before hanging up the phone, Si Chen specially added:

"You are very decent and you are contributing to the country!"

Hearing this, the other party didn't speak for a while.

"Oh, oh, hung up!" Without any more words, the rough man on the other side hung up the phone.

Si Chen's throat felt a little tight.

Yan Lixia asked from behind: "Si Chen, what's going on?"

Hearing his wife's voice, Si Chen turned around, walked to the bed, leaned over, and kissed her forehead:

"It's a bit urgent. I have to go out for a while. You can sleep a little longer."

"Yeah." Yan Lixia closed her eyes lazily and continued to sleep.

…

Si Chen hurried out and when he went down to the first floor, he suddenly found that the lights were on in the children's room on the side.

This is a children's room specially created by Yan Qiao for the two dolls.

Zaizai is too young and doesn't want to live alone. He usually sleeps with an adult at random.

At this moment, the lights were on in the children's room, which was obviously strange.

Si Chen tiptoed closer, and through the crack of the door, he saw this scene inside——

Sara was holding Little Yuanman in her arms, and Little Niuniu was holding a little white tiger in her arms.

At this moment, the little white tiger was drinking milk. The glass bottle was in Xiao Yuanyuan's hand. The little white tiger's two furry front paws were also holding the bottle tightly.

The strange thing is that Xiao Yuanman is also drinking milk, and her bottle is in Sarah's hand.

Her other hand, which was not holding the bottle, kept stroking the little white tiger's body.

Xiao Niuniu and Hu Zaizai both had expressions of enjoyment on their faces.

The one who copied and pasted the same style is Yan Qiao.

In Yan Qiao's arms was a little Ping An, and in An An's arms was a little white tiger.

She does exactly the same thing as her sister!

Even the postures of the brother and sister were copied and pasted.

All four of them were dressed in fluffy velvet nightgowns.

Xiaoping's chubby little feet would be lifted up from time to time and put under his grandfather's nose in a playful manner.

Yan Qiao actually sniffed it and immediately made an exaggerated expression of being stung.

Xiaopingan held his pacifier in his mouth and smiled evilly.

No one spoke, and the quiet air was filled with the sound of cubs squeezing their pacifiers.

The light emitted by the tungsten filament bulb is yellowish and warm.

This scene looks extremely warm.

At this moment, an unharmonious voice sounded helplessly:

"The old woman must have killed too many tigers in Tianyuan Mountain back then, so I am now suffering from this foreign crime!"

The person who spoke was none other than Mrs. Si.

The corners of Si Chen's mouth couldn't help but curl up crazily, trying hard to suppress a smile.

You know, of the three little white tigers, the third one is destined to be in grandma’s arms!

…

In half an hour, Sichen drove to Ivan's camp.

In the early morning, they were training.

Ivan was having breakfast and was a little surprised to see Si Chen:

"My old friend, would you like to have breakfast with me?"

Si Chen came up and spoke directly in English:

"The cattle and sheep have been prepared over there. Please arrange for someone to pick them up right away!"
To be continued...