Chapter 599 599. Sweet Potato Cellar
Oh my God, why haven’t I thought of such a useful thing before? Song Tan instantly sighed: If I had known earlier, I don't know how much trouble I would have saved this year.
But it doesn’t matter, make up for it and buy it today. Just crushers, there are many choices from those who sell agricultural machinery in town!
But before that, the seventh cousin had another instruction:
"Tantan, you are so energetic, go and clean up your old cellar later, and then go down and drink this wine. Jar.”
Naturally, this old cellar was not specially used to store wine, but because the older generation had suffered from hunger and famine, and due to the constraints of the conditions at that time, they could not buy things at any time, so every household had a cellar to store food.
Song Tan still remembers from his childhood that this cellar was basically used to stack sweet potatoes. And not in the yard, but on the slope next to the back of the house.
But unlike urban fantasy, this cellar is cool and dry, but for the child, what it brings is not a sense of happiness filled with storage, but a grass crawler (a kind of grass crawler) crawling back and forth in the cellar. A particularly multi-legged insect)...
It is true that it is full of shadows.
Song Tan cleared his throat: "Okay!"
Ulan was a little surprised: "That sweet potato cellar has not been used for more than ten years. Cousin, you still remember it!"
Firstly, the family has not grown so many sweet potatoes for many years. The mouth is a bit small, and there is no ladder or anything. It is all pulled by ropes and is only suitable for children or thin people.
So after she gave birth to Qiao Qiao and gradually gained weight, she hardly ever went out, and she gradually became wasted.
Now that the seventh cousin brought it up, she was really surprised.
"What don't I know? I was the one who held the spoon when you married Sancheng! Besides, when your father originally hired people to dig this cellar, he also asked me to cook."
The seventh cousin also sighed.
In fact, most people dig this grain cellar, and their brothers help with the work. But in the old Song family, Song Sancheng was not married when he dug this cellar, and Song Dafang went out at a young age. The family simply did not have enough labor force...
Song Youde was caught after spending two kilograms of white flour at that time. Two fish, and then I asked him to make two dishes for me to accompany him...
I don’t usually use it, so I didn’t think of it. Nowadays, if there is such a good wine, not to mention digging out this sweet potato cellar from memory, even if it is not available, the seventh cousin can order one to be dug out!
Anyway, no one can waste this good wine.
...
After all this trouble, Song Sancheng was worried that the sweet potato cellar had not been used for many years, and he didn't know what the situation was.
While worrying about his driver's license.
At the same time, I was thinking that if Ulan passed and he failed, it would be embarrassing to tell the truth! He can't stand it...
As he thought about it, the tank full of sorghum and rice had been forgotten by him.
However, Song Tan expressed regret: "Hey, the time is not right. If Brother Yanping is still here and the fishing group is still there, I can make a fortune by buying this on the spot to make nests."
She spoke in a very relaxed tone, obviously just having fun. The seventh cousin also laughed at her: "You are just after money."
"Don't worry about making a nest now, this tank is all about it. Good stuff. You can feed it to the pigs, chickens, and ducks.”
Song Tan laughed: “Just feed the fish.”
The little ones were just put in the pond. The fish fry are served with strong alcohol, so they are still dizzy and floating in the pool!
Everyone was chatting happily when suddenly they heard someone shouting outside the door: "Thirty percent, thirty percent!"
Song Sancheng went out in response, but saw Zhou Maozhu walking into the yard, feeling a little embarrassed to see him:
"You, what... do you and Tantan have time tonight? Come to my house for a meal."
That's not possible!
Song Sancheng’s first thought was to refuse. Who wouldn’t want to eat the peach feast instead of eating Yangchun noodles?
Although this metaphor is not appropriate, it is indeed like this in his heart.
And, okay, why should we invite him and Tantan to dinner?
Oops!
Song Sancheng immediately became vigilant, especially when he heard that Mao Zhu's son was back - don't introduce a partner to Tan Tan!
That won't work!
I heard Zhou Maozhu talk about his son giving gifts before, and Song Sancheng knew that this kid must not be very good at it! Can't have it.
The thoughts in his mind were whirling all over the place, and on the other hand, Zhou Maozhu was also embarrassed.
Song Tan saw this and came over quickly: "Uncle, what's the matter?"
Zhou Maozhu then gritted his teeth and said: "Tan Tan, you are now capable and knowledgeable. I was thinking about my son looking a little hairy outside. You could come over to have a meal and give me some advice..."
"You said, people who earn more and earn less need to be stable, right? Tianyu's salary is ten thousand or twenty thousand a month, and he has been working for two or three years. When I asked his mother, he only had three melons and two dates on hand - this is still How to live? "
"He is not happy to let him come back. What should we do if we have exhausted our resources and can't make the down payment? What?"
He rubbed his hands nervously: "I just thought that since you are almost the same age, he can listen to what you say."
What a pity for parents in the world!
Song Sancheng couldn't help but think of what the couple thought when Tantan didn't come back——
Let the children stay in the provincial capital to start a family, and only come back for a day or two during the holidays.
Just thinking about it, I feel so sour in my heart!
Just in Qiaoqiao’s situation, asking her to come back would be a drag. Only then did he endure it, and instead advised Song Tan to stay in the provincial capital.
Although life is getting more and more prosperous now, the bitterness of the past years cannot be erased by a word or two.
Looking at Zhou Maozhu's tangled look now, he immediately. I felt the same way.
Looking at Song Tan again, I saw that she also smiled brightly: "Uncle, what's the matter? Just say it."
"Hey, by the way, tell my aunt to stop cooking. I'll be there tonight. Come and eat at my house. Some of the wine I brewed just came out of the cellar in the afternoon. Come and have a drink with my dad.”
Why would you go to someone else’s house to have a meal when you ask someone to help you? Besides, the things from Song Tan's house are so expensive...
Zhou Maozhu blushed with embarrassment and refused repeatedly, but in the end he couldn't resist Song Sancheng, so he turned around and called for help.
As soon as he left, Song Sancheng's face fell:
"We don't have many kilograms of wine left in total..."
Divide a little of this, a little of that, and now there are only a few dozen kilograms left.
"It's okay, Dad."
Song Tan comforted him: "Next year we will grow more grains, and we will have plenty of good wine by then."
Besides, that wine is enough It's strong. If these people put it all together, they wouldn't be able to consume much if they drank it.
What's more, this stuff is not something you should drink every day. It's best to drink it in small amounts or not at all.
But Song Tan didn't say this.
She only advised: "When the tea leaves appear after a while, Uncle Zhou will still have to fry tea leaves for our family. It is not worth it to treat people to a drink."
Especially There is a young man in his family who can work!
It is so difficult for a young person to struggle in a big city. Why not go home and help her peel sweet potatoes!
It doesn’t matter if you don’t have a good brain. You don’t need to have a bad brain to peel sweet potatoes.
(End of this chapter)