After finishing reading, Song Yuchen stretched out his tender little hand to cover his nose and tilted his head up to Ye Zhenzhen, "Mom, I don't want to clean up cow dung!"
It smells so bad~
Ye Zhenzhen wanted to laugh at the little guy's reaction, but she managed to hold it in, pursed her lips and stifled a laugh, "What should we do then, you were the one who said you wanted to herd cows, it was your own choice, now you don't want to do it, wouldn't that be a bit bad?"
Song Yuchen shook his head, "But... I don't even know how!"
During the summer, he followed Grandpa to the countryside to fish, and saw others herding cows, and herders could even ride on the cows. He thought it was very cool.
So, he wanted to be like them, ride on the cow while herding,
But he had never considered that herding cows would involve cleaning cow patties~
"Then... what should we do? Mom doesn't know how either!" said Ye Zhenzhen, imitating the little guy's tone, a face full of helplessness.
