Chapter 418 418. Help from the back mountain
That’s what I said...
Ulan glanced at her: "You are tolerant and just send people to the back mountain?"
Song Tan nodded: "All the ripe melons on our mountain are big melons. Uncle Zhang's legs and feet are inconvenient. It's too hard to pick melons and carry them to the car alone."
"Brother Wu Lei, you said If this young and strong young man doesn’t do hard work, who will?”
Good guy!
Song Sancheng couldn't help but glance at his daughter, and then asked her: "If you really want to be lazy, can you still hit him?"
"How is that possible?" Song Tan smiled. : "My brother Wu Lei doesn't care about anything else, but he is quite shameless."
We are just talking about people. As long as you have to pay attention to etiquette and integrity, even if you go astray for a while, you can still go back. .
Why else would you go to all this trouble?
"My uncle Zhang eats more salt than he eats rice. How can I still not cure him?"
No, Wu Lei wore a straw hat and walked through the back mountain and through the woods in a good mood. , and then go around to Taolin.
There are also not so good memories of him and Lili here. It is also because of the live broadcast here that this is called the Waterloo of Lili's career...
But now for me, it is a A great place to be lazy.
Just talk about the deep and shallow shadows under the fence, and you can still reach the bright red tomatoes with your hand. How wonderful!
Besides, in the peach forest, there are also shaded places to play. Even on the outermost layer, there is a thatched shed built by Uncle Zhang for night vigil...
With Uncle Zhang here, the dog and geese will not easily come here, as long as they find a Feng Shui treasure spot , he can refresh his cell phone for a whole day!
While I was dreaming so happily, I heard Uncle Zhang shouting: "Cousin Tantan, right? Young man, come here, give me a hand and send this big watermelon to the tricycle. ."
Uncle Zhang sighed: "My legs and feet are not good, and I am old. It is really difficult!"
Wu Lei was stunned.
He didn't have any doubts at all. At this moment, he just responded enthusiastically: "Okay!"
Then he stretched out his hands, sank his body, and hugged the big melon weighing twenty kilograms!
......
At the foot of the mountain, Song Tan saw that the bag of rice in his hand was almost full, and now he called Zhang Yanping for a new bag.
I took the rice to the plastic sealing machine on the side, wrapped it in a thick plastic bag prepared in advance, and then vacuumed and compressed——
Soon, a five-pound bag of rice, which looked like square bricks, was packed.
Seeing this, the seventh cousin asked: "What are you doing with this? We eat at home, there is no need to pretend like this."
Song Tan thought of the bunch and raised one at his grandfather's house. The beautiful bouquet that had withered for many weeks now responded: "I sent it as a gift and will send it out in the afternoon."
Ulan also remembered something: "By the way, Tantan, Pack a few more 10-pound bags and send them back to the Yanping family, your uncle's family, your aunt's family..."
As for the uncle's family, no one has mentioned it at all now.
Wulan didn't mention it, Song Youde was silently picking up the gravel in the flower bed and didn't say a word when he heard the words.
“Okay!”
As Song Tan spoke, he weighed and bagged neatly, and then couldn’t help but ask again: “Brother Yan Ping, you really don’t plan to go back. How many days are you going to take?”
Zhang Yanping waved his hand: “It’s okay to take a vacation, but you don’t need to go back.”
You don’t have to clock in to work here, just wake up with the smell of rice, it’s just like taking a vacation. There is no difference.
He is not like Wu Lei, who does hard work every day.
"My mother and I are video chatting every day, and it's really not appropriate to go home recently."
In his mother's eyes, Tantan is great, but the one thing that can't stand up to work is Rural area!
In rural areas these days, everyone feels that there is no future and they have to rush to the city to focus on it. It is best to have an iron rice bowl.
But... Zhang Yanping thought: Where else can an iron rice bowl have such food?
He even took stock of his savings and couldn't help but wonder if he could buy a homestead in the village when Party Secretary Xiao Zhu comes next time and build a house himself...
What if? Yes, he will love his seventh cousin Tan Tan Qiao Qiao for the rest of his life! But this matter needs to be considered in the long term. Firstly, it will be difficult for his mother to get through, and secondly, the money on hand is not enough.
After thinking about it, Zhang Yanping looked through Taotaobao’s backstage message again:
“Tantan, a few days ago many customers asked if our store has sofas. Can’t we get on those old coarse sheets?”
"No, I won't go."
Song Tan answered simply and neatly.
Their village has never been famous for its textile industry. The old coarse cloth sheets are made by the family themselves, so there is really no production volume.
There are basically no people who can do this nowadays. There are a lot of them sold online, so there is no need to force it in this store.
“Okay, what about Qiao Qiao’s straw mat? Many people liked his live broadcast yesterday. I watched the replay, and I guess some people want it if it’s more expensive.”
"What straw mat?!"
Song Youde became energetic.
“You just made it up!”
Zhang Yanping smiled and said: “The green one is like jade, how beautiful it is, and it feels cool when you sleep!”
No, Qiao Qiao You don’t need to turn on the air conditioner to sleep at night, and you need to put up a small quilt.
He couldn't do it. Although it was a bit cold in the village at night, it was only in the second half of the night. The central air conditioner had to be turned on in the first half of the night - it stands to reason that he had a good sleep! Just those old coarse sheets.
Song Youde instantly felt proud: "That's right! I can weave a straw mat with my craftsmanship, so it must be stable."
However, he couldn't help but tell the truth: "But I have never seen such a beautiful straw mat before.”
After all, the rushes were sprayed with plant ash to repel insects and sterilized, and they were dried in the sun...it’s strange that they don’t fade.
But the grass this time is strange. It has been in the sun for so long, it has shriveled up, and it has also been sterilized and dewormed, but the color is still so fresh and transparent, and it seems to be even better. .
Song Youde himself couldn't help admiring this woven bamboo mat for a long time.
“But we didn’t pay attention to the field, there seems to be no grass.”
The little old man was not without regrets.
Song Tan suddenly remembered: "Yes."
Pointing to the back mountain from a distance: "Grandpa, please wait for two days, I will negotiate the contract with the village and pay the down payment , look back and the mountains behind are all ours.”
"There is a grass pond, and there is a large depression on the edge, and these are all growing."
Actually, she lied, there are not that many, and they are even a little sparse.
But grandpa helps the family work every day, but he doesn’t have a serious job like picking tea leaves like grandma, and he doesn’t want the money...
Now It is more comfortable to find a career for the little old man than to take money from his children.
As expected!
Song Youde became energetic instantly. He put down the half-picked stone in his hand and said impatiently: "Where is it? I'll ride over and have a look now."
Song Tan:...
“No rush, don’t let the news leak out first, wait until I finalize the contract.”
After the contract is finalized, I will spend some time to get out the grass first, and then we will talk about it. Something else.
Good night, my strawberry poached eggs.
(End of this chapter)