Chapter 164 164. Small three-wheeler and driver’s license
The group had a full meal.
The farming season is expensive in spring, and no one has the habit of taking a lunch break. Wu Lan ate his meal, threw away his bowl, and hurried up the mountain to pick tea.
She was already full of passion. After learning that Song Tan’s customer had asked for another ten kilograms at a time, she felt more and more that there was a market for this tea. Going to the mountains to pick tea every day was like picking gold. She didn’t think so. tired!
Not to mention a bunch of aunties from the same village chatting and joking on the mountain. Their loud voices can be heard from a few hills away. The whole village talks about it over and over again, and there are almost no secrets left.
Song Sancheng couldn't sit still after eating, so he went for a walk in the field again, and found that the vegetable seedlings were growing vigorously and vigorously, and the sown vegetable seeds were also sprouting dense green buds, which made him feel more relieved.
In these fields, the most tired people are not the old cows who have finished plowing, but the Dabao and Erbao who are running around frequently.
For no other reason than the magpies and sparrows that come to steal things in the fields. There are too many of them, and they are all protected by the two of them!
Old man Li looked at the paddy field and asked: "Will you plant the rice seedlings tomorrow? If so, I will come early in the morning."
It's almost time, and the rice seedlings are all green. Yes, he looks very strong!
"Insert!"
Song Sancheng did not hesitate: "You don't need to work, our family has enough."
Only these two fields add up to just over two acres. When Song Tan was a child and they were still farming, a strong laborer could plant the seedlings in these two fields in one day with a little effort.
It’s because people are lazy nowadays, and they are not sure if they have not done farm work for so many years, so the whole family needs to work together.
Old man Li also smiled: "That's it, why are you worried that I will get tired? Let's work together, hurry up."
"Okay."
If the area is small, it is indeed not too tiring for them who are used to farm work. Old Man Li insisted, and he was also a good farmer, so Song Sancheng happily agreed.
Finally, I did not forget to say hello: "Then you come to my house for lunch tomorrow. You haven't tasted my cousin's cooking for many years, right?"
"Then You have to go!" Old Man Li was not polite:
"I had a dream before that I made a dish of twice-cooked pork with garlic sprouts for the banquet. Oh my, it tasted so good, I ate two bowls at one meal!" br>
"I can't do it now. I'm old and my appetite is small. I can only eat half a bowl in one meal. I can't eat any more."
Speaking of this, Old Man Li laughed with satisfaction again: "But your Tan Tan Hello, Tan. You trust me, old man, and the rice fields have been arranged for me. To tell you the truth, since I showed Tan Tan these two rice fields this year, I can eat a bowl of rice every meal, and my spirits have improved. ”
For Song Tan, that’s for sure!
At that time, I was channeling spiritual energy to Ziyun Ying. People could not absorb much of it, but it was not without benefits.
What's more, Old Man Li's cows ate a lot of milkvetch, and he himself ate too.
These are subtle influences.
But for Song Sancheng, he has a theory that everyone in the countryside believes in, that is -
"Then we must have been living idle before. We rural people are just You can’t be idle. You’ll feel sick easily when you’re idle, so you still have to work.”
This really resonated with Old Man Li, and the two of them stood there. On the ridge of the field, we had a lively conversation back and forth.
By the time Song Sancheng got home, it was already mid-afternoon.
The sun shines warmly, making people feel hot all over.
There were five armchairs lined up in the courtyard. The seventh cousin and grandma, as well as Qiao Qiaotantan and Yan Ping, all sat on them one by one.
One of the three little ones was holding a small native dog in his arms. I don’t know if the dog was sleeping soundly or if the human was enjoying the sun.
Song Tan heard the commotion and took off the straw hat from his face: "Dad, there is nothing left to live, you should have a rest."
As for Ms. Wu Lan, who is still working hard in the tea fields... there is nothing she can do. No one in the family can resist her mother's stubborn temper.
Song Sancheng was not the kind of person who could take time off. He was tidying up the utility room and looking at the small box used to contain bumblebees, he suddenly came back to his senses:
"Tan Tan, shouldn't this bumble bee hatch long ago?" Qiao Qiao raised her hand:
"Yes, 20 of them have hatched, and they are all already hatched now. It can fly and collect pollen.”
But Big Bear is really useless, and even his family is pretty useless. Every day I only pick enough to eat for myself, as if I had hatched a bunch of rice buckets.
As for the giant Kumamon, it is even difficult for him to fly, and he has to be brought back by children with pollen baskets hanging on their legs to feed him.
Song Tan also murmured: As a queen bee, Big Bear’s main task is to reproduce. It's good that after his children hatched, he didn't even want to feed them.
It has finally grown up. It is no longer giving birth now, and it only takes a dozen or twenty bumblebees to eat and drink every day.
Do you work hard?
Quite an effort. Busy from morning to night.
Have you collected nectar?
They picked it, but not completely, because it was only enough to fill their own stomachs, and there was nothing left.
You really have raised a bunch of trash.
But no matter how useless she is, this is Qiaoqiao’s little treasure after all.
Early this morning, he specially sent the big bear to a magnolia tree in front of a house in the village. The magnolia flowers were in full bloom, and the fragrance was almost dizzying.
The petals are relatively large, and the pollen grains are also relatively large, so the big bear is suitable for it - pick it up in the evening, so that it can be full.
It can be said that I am heartbroken.
Song Sancheng, as a rough farm boy, has no delicate feelings about Big Bear’s unreliability and the children’s indulgence. Instead, he is thinking about another thing:
“Tantan , How about buying a small three-wheeler for our family?”
"Uncle Zhang is in the mountains, and it's very difficult to poop and pull leaves every day. If you have an electric three-wheeler, you can ride it on the path and transport some things."
You can also go into the mountains.
This is actually more advantageous than Song Tan's pickup truck.
However, when talking about the electric tricycle, she remembered one thing:
"Dad, you told my mother to learn to get a driver's license before, but now you are not busy anymore. Should I take the exam for subject one and then continue studying? ”
Song Sancheng:...
How should I say this?
He later simulated the written test several times, but never got a score of 85. How cruel this is for a middle-aged and elderly person!
So much so that Song Sancheng was ashamed to mention it.
He hesitated and groaned: "That's not it. Isn't this a job at home? I can't free my hands."
Song Tanke didn't believe it at all: "Dad, now the vegetables are not growing and the peach trees are not blooming. It's time to have some free time."
She can buy an electric three-wheel, whatever she wants Either her father or Uncle Zhang can ride with whatever they want, but do you still need to take the test for your driver's license?
Song Sancheng:...
Song Sancheng chose to go for a walk in the mountains again.
One day off on 9.23. Try to go to bed early and get up early.
(End of this chapter)