WS - Chapter 50
Chapter 50
"A beef-and-chicken mixed canned food? The production team's meals for the dog are quite decent." Song Shiyue bent down, tilted her head to read the words on the white paper wrapped around the can, then lightly sniffed twice and said with a smile, "It smells quite good too."
Yu Nianbing was also looking at the contents of the can. She certainly couldn't tell what kind of meat it was just from the stacked chunks inside. The production team was quite cautious; they had wrapped white paper around the can body and only wrote the type of canned food. And indeed, it smelled quite good—just standing there, one could smell the meatiness. If not for the dog head drawn next to the words, one might even believe it was for the production team's own consumption.
"But..." Before Song Shiyue's compliment about the scent had even finished, Yu Nianbing grabbed her sleeve. Sure enough, the next moment she felt a downward pull from her hand.
Song Shiyue, who had intended to bend down and pick up the can to examine it more closely, was caught off guard. When she looked up, she met Yu Nianbing's silent disapproval.
Song Shiyue was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly felt like laughing. "You didn't think I was going to pick it up and eat it, did you?"
"Of course not," Yu Nianbing said decisively, her eyes softening a little, though the hand holding Song Shiyue's sleeve showed no sign of loosening even a single finger.
Ha! So that's what she thought!
Song Shiyue was a bit surprised. Was this the image Yu Nianbing had of her? A weird-strength hungry girl who would even covet dog food?
"I was just looking," Song Shiyue said with a smile.
Yu Nianbing nodded, her hand still naturally holding Song Shiyue's sleeve and not letting go.
Song Shiyue glanced at the vine that Yu Nianbing was still holding, the one she had used to lead the dog earlier, and had a feeling that if she said she wanted to eat it, that vine would be tied around her neck.
Of course... she couldn't eat it.
Although Song Shiyue wasn't quite used to it yet, she could frequently remind herself that this was just a livestream variety show.
Bugs are far more disgusting than dog food, but the negative impact of voluntarily eating the latter is far greater than being forced to eat the former.
Besides, they truly hadn't reached that desperate point yet.
Still, it was a real shame.
Before the apocalypse, supermarkets and stores that sold food were scavenged by waves of survivors. In the end, all human food was cleaned out. Those who came later couldn't find any, and only then did they gradually turn their attention to cat and dog food.
This kind of meat canned food for cats and dogs, cooked with a little salt, was quite a delicious meal in the apocalypse, much tastier than the pasty mush made by boiling dry cat or dog food with water. Compared to mutated animals and plants that weren't cooked according to the Culinary Canon, in the later years of the apocalypse it was something worth reminiscing about.
At first, Yu Nianbing had just reflexively stopped her. After Song Shiyue spoke, she hesitated and thought about letting go.
After all, maybe she was just overthinking; she couldn't keep holding onto Song Shiyue's sleeve forever.
But just as Yu Nianbing loosened her grip, she saw the unmistakable look of regret in Song Shiyue's eyes.
But if she grabbed her sleeve again right after letting go, it would seem forced. She would have to wait, wait until Song Shiyue really... Yu Nianbing sighed heavily in her heart, hoping that Song Shiyue could be a bit more rational when it came to food and not actually go for the dog's meal.
"Good boy, eat it yourself." Although Song Shiyue's eyes still held a trace of regret, she used her toes to nudge the can toward the dog, then reached out and stroked the dog twice, with a bit more familiarity than before.
The dog certainly knew what those simple words, often heard at the training base, meant.
But... this is so delicious!
The dog licked the meat juices from the can twice, whined and picked up the can, then trotted over to Song Shiyue who had taken a few steps forward, and with a plop, placed the can at her feet again.
Song Shiyue: "..."
She felt like she was being targeted by a scam artist.
But was the meat in the can a bit shallower again?
Compared to the frustration of the person involved, the audience watching the show on StarNet was clearly much more amused.
"Hahaha, I really can't figure out this dog's tactics; does it like Yu Nianbing or Song Shiyue?"
"A fickle bossy dog, snuggling one and feeding the other, wants both."
"These days, people really can't compare to dogs. Look at this dog—it saw through at a glance that Yu Nianbing likes small animals, while Song Shiyue... only likes to eat hahahaha."
"Not bad, not bad, give the dog a round of 666."
"Hahaha, dying of laughter, what's with 'Song Shiyue only likes to eat'?"
"Dog, let me take care of you~"
"Hahahaha, my belly! Laughing so hard I'm gonna burst, was that previous commenter offering to take care of me?"
"I was just enjoying the Mooncake candy from earlier when you supported me and I leaned on you, and in the next moment this dog completely ruined it. Why is it so cute! It's so cute I can't even bear to call you a third wheel!"
"Isn't our Ning Chuyang cute?! You've been calling her a third wheel for ages! I'm angry!"
"People are worse than dogs, people are worse than dogs hahahaha."
If the first time the dog brought the can over could be interpreted as just passing by...
...then after Song Shiyue rejected it once and the dog brought it back again and even nudged it toward her foot, it was clearly trying to give her the can.
"Hahaha, if you don't eat it, is it just not going to leave? This cracks me up. I don't know if it's showing you love or setting you up, hahahaha..." After Ning Chuyang realized the dog was feeding Song Shiyue, she couldn't straighten her waist from laughing.
Yu Nianbing couldn't keep her lips from curling upward either; even if she wasn't joking like Ning Chuyang, she still looked like she was holding back laughter.
Song Shiyue had never met such an enthusiastic dog before; they weren't even that familiar. Earlier, the dog had kept its distance, as if it didn't like her very much, and had to be led by the leash. How come after walking such a short distance, its temperament changed?
Can't figure it out, can't figure it out...
But no matter how puzzled she was, Song Shiyue was definitely... not going to accept the dog food.
Refused once, twice, three times...
Luckily, after being rejected three times, the dog finally picked up the can and ran to the back, no longer blocking her path like a scammer.
Song Shiyue breathed a sigh of relief, but also found it a bit amusing.
Clearly, this greedy dog would lick the can a couple of times every time before picking it up. The can that originally only had a small piece missing was nearly half-empty by the third time it put it down. Yet it was so persistent in offering it to her—so enthusiastic and yet so unrefined.
The dog had no idea that Song Shiyue was laughing at it right then.
The rejected dog was feeling quite sad.
Whining, it carried the can back to Wang Daming and with a plop, dropped it at his feet.
"What, not eating anymore? I'll put it away for you first?" Wang Daming said to himself, reaching for the can.
The dog didn't know why, but it huffed at him menacingly, picked up the can, and turned its head away.
"Huh." Director Zhang, who had watched the whole saga of the dog offering food and being rejected, looked much calmer. He chuckled, then said to Wang Daming, "Leave it alone for now. I can't tell if this dog is smart or dumb, but it does seem to have some use."
Wang Daming, who couldn't see what was happening up front, was a bit confused, but since Director Zhang said to let it be, he didn't bother with it for the time being.
After all, the mountain path was hard to walk, and Wang Daming was carrying a lot of stuff, so he couldn't spare much attention right now.
The dog walked off to the side with the can in its mouth, and ultimately snorted and gulped down the remaining canned food in a few bites.
So delicious!
So annoying!
The dog, still miffed, licked and licked the remaining meat juices from the can, and in no time, only a perfectly clean can shell was left.
It picked up the empty shell, dropped it back at Wang Daming's feet, and wasn't quite as angry anymore.
Powerful two-legged beast, still just a two-legged beast.
There's no two-legged beast that this dog can't handle.
It will definitely succeed, and won't be abandoned!
It will definitely find something that this two-legged beast likes to eat!
It must be said, sometimes a dog's intuition is really sharper than a human's.
In the morning, Song Shiyue's anger was because she wanted to find the food in her bag and take it out.
At noon, Song Shiyue's happiness was because of that fragrant meat.
Although the dog didn't know what Song Shiyue liked to eat, it could still vaguely sense that Song Shiyue loved to eat.
It will definitely be irreplaceable and won't be abandoned!
After being rejected three times in a row, the dog, having polished off a can, inexplicably gave rise to a bit of heroic spirit. Its ambition rose from simply following the strong to becoming the irreplaceable right-hand dog.
With the dog's heroic spirit on the rise, Song Shiyue's days were about to become less pleasant.
After refusing the dog food, for quite a long while the dog didn't come to the front again. Yet it wasn't incomprehensible, and since Yu Nianbing also stopped frequently looking back and neglecting the path ahead, Song Shiyue didn't pay much attention to the dog's affairs.
She had originally thought the dog carrying off the can was an end, but never expected it was only a beginning.
The peace was temporary, but the excitement was continuous.
She didn't know how it walked; Song Shiyue and the others hadn't even noticed the dog passing them, yet it was already up ahead.
When the dog came running over again, Song Shiyue deliberately first glanced at Yu Nianbing. Although her expression was still calm, a flicker of pleasure passed through her eyes.
As expected, she really likes this furry thing.
The second look, naturally, was toward the dog's mouth.
Mm, no can.
Song Shiyue relaxed and turned to ask Yu Nianbing, "Do you still want to lead the dog for a while?"
"..." Yu Nianbing hesitated slightly.
Just then, the dog darted over from the small creek on the right front.
It opened its mouth.
A shellfish about one-third the size of a palm fell onto Song Shiyue's foot.
Song Shiyue: "..."
Starting from this, in the following half hour, Song Shiyue either helped pry them open with a stone knife or simply picked them up, and stuffed into the dog's mouth one piece of shellfish meat, one small crayfish, two snail meats, and a transparent crab smaller than a thumb...
She didn't know what was up with this dog; every single thing, it had to drop on Song Shiyue's shoes.
If not for the waterproof shoes Song Shiyue was wearing, the uppers would probably have been soaked through.
And that transparent crab smaller than a thumb—if not for the previous items, Song Shiyue might have thought the dog just casually spat some water onto her shoe... she almost didn't even see it!
This kind of persistent friendliness was really becoming a bit too much for Song Shiyue.
If it weren't for the fact that every time the dog came, the anticipation on Yu Nianbing's face nearby was barely contained, Song Shiyue would really have considered being fierce and scaring the dog away.
Ning Chuyang, ever the one who fears the world isn't chaotic enough, kept laughing and exclaiming that Song Shiyue should accept all those things, saying that by evening at the camp they might be able to make a pot of river-fresh soup.
How could they possibly gather enough?
These things, even combined, didn't have enough meat for a single finger...
She fed everything to the dog, even kindly shelling the ones that had shells. Song Shiyue felt that she had a clear conscience toward this dog.
But the dog clearly didn't think so.
For anything that Song Shiyue didn't accept, even if it found more in the stream, it wouldn't offer it a second time.
Full of ambition, it just wanted to find something that Song Shiyue would accept.
But when it could find nothing else and even turned over the little crabs under the stones in the stream, it still failed.
It was truly disheartening for the dog.
No... mustn't be disheartened.
Crunching on a small crab, the dog shifted its gaze from the stream on the right to the woods on the left.
Seeing the dog carrying a crab and no longer heading toward the stream, Song Shiyue also breathed a sigh of relief.
To be honest, whether on Earth or here, Song Shiyue had never been treated so well; she was truly overwhelmed by the unexpected favor.
But Yu Nianbing, who had barely spoken and had just been smilingly watching the show, seeing Song Shiyue breathe a sigh of relief, finally spoke: "Earlier I thought it was impossible, but now it seems you were quite right."
Song Shiyue didn't understand and looked confused. "What was right?"
"You said earlier that this dog is a hunting dog. Now look, it really is." Yu Nianbing's smile deepened, her words full of teasing.
Song Shiyue: "..."
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