Xiao Zhu, the party secretary, quickly gave everyone a look, and the group of people cheered and got into the car again.
Before the car started, she got out of the car again and took the pickled radish from Qiaoqiao's hand: "Qiaoqiao, can you help us get a pot of pickled cabbage first? I will change clothes later. Bring grandpa and my brothers to eat.”
“Okay!” Qiao Qiao nodded: “Do you guys have big appetites? Can I use the big stainless steel basin?”
I have marinated several large tanks of vegetables and there is no shortage of them.
Xiao Zhizhu took a bite of the crispy yet soft pickled radish and made a difficult decision: "It's not necessary... I have to eat at night!"
And when she got into the car with half of the pickled radish, Lao Zhu beside her immediately stretched out his hand: "It smells really good! Give me a taste."
"Wait a minute..." Party Secretary Xiao Zhu turned his head and stuffed the radish into his mouth in three mouthfuls, saying vaguely: "I'll have it when I change my clothes later. I've already bitten this radish!"
Old Zhu stared at her bulging belly. His cheeks were drooling, and he finally sat back in frustration.
Zhu Jun hummed while chewing: "You are still angry, but I am not even angry yet! I am such a big living person standing on the roadside, and you don't even recognize me... I am still your biological grandson. Daughter?"
Lao Zhu quickly dismissed the blame: "Xiao Du was driving too fast, I didn't see him."
There are no rearview mirrors in the car, so Xiao Du can't see the expressions of the two people in the back seat, but just by listening to the sound, he can tell that the atmosphere is relaxed, and he is rarely happy at this moment:
"Junjun, you are really different from before. "
Xiao Du has been with his grandfather for many years, and Zhu Jun is also familiar with him. At this moment, he said proudly: "That's right! It doesn't matter what I eat every day - by the way, Brother Du, Did you hide the wine before?"
Lao Zhu beside her let out a loud sigh.
Xiao Du smiled bitterly: "How long can such good wine be stored? The old man can't wait to rummage through the house... He drank it in two months."
When talking about this, Lao Zhu was still angry: "It's a shame that I finished drinking it! Just put such a good wine in a mineral water bottle. Isn't this just a waste? Besides, I drank just one kilogram of wine for two months." , Life is even worse than it was in the 1960s."
Xiao Zhizhu finally swallowed all the radish, and the unique sour taste of pickles was still in his mouth. He thought about it carefully. Want to eat again.
She quickly said: "That wine is now called a good one! Song Tan said it was stored in their cellar, and a jar was opened for everyone to drink on the day of the pig killing feast."
"Because I have hid it for a long time, I don't have the energy to rush forward, so I won't fall down directly after drinking this time."
When Lao Zhu heard this, his eyes shone:< br>
"Xiaojun, you said that we have brought a lot of things here this time. Can we exchange for a few more kilograms of wine when we leave?"
But Zhu Jun sighed: "Grandpa, why don't you still want to I wonder if I can get a few more kilograms of meat when I leave!”
“If that doesn’t work, I’d like two sacks of radishes.”
After that, she climbed into the front seat again: “Little girl. Brother Du, I won’t tell you anything else, but on the day of the pig-killing feast, you can help me pull some pig legs or something. Maybe we can get a little more than others.” Du was still quite new. At this moment he nodded: "Don't worry. We are all going to help."
"Oops!" Party Secretary Xiao Zhu glared at him: "Why don't you understand? You must perform better than them! Otherwise, we won't be able to show off!"
Old Zhu also nodded: "That's right. Yes! This is a good place discovered by my dear granddaughter, but we can’t let those people take advantage of it. Xiao Du, you should kill the pig well.”
Xiao Du doesn’t know how to kill pigs. :...
Xiao Zhu, the party secretary, flipped through the leather cotton trousers he had piled aside: "There are five pairs in total... Little Brother Du, do you have any thick clothes?" "Yes." Xiao Du has always been reliable in doing things. Pu: "There are two suitcases in the trunk, including my and the old man's personal belongings, including long johns, warm pants, and fleece pants."
"I also brought some lightweight sweatpants. I can wear these. I'm not afraid of the cold, and it's inconvenient to wear them too thickly."
"That's okay." Party Secretary Xiao Zhu waved his hand: "Grandpa goes up the mountain and down to the ground. Those clothes are difficult to wash, so just wear leather cotton pants."
Lao Zhu and the others didn't have much idea about clothes, so they nodded casually: "We borrowed these clothes, and they still have them. Do you have it? Or how much can you give me?”
Xiao Zhu shook his head: “What can I give you? 40 yuan a piece, I’ll be upset if you give it to me.”
"Song Tan has brought back dozens of them and is going to give them to the elderly in the village during the Chinese New Year. I don't miss these few...at worst, I'll wash them after you leave."
Lao Zhu nodded when he heard this: "Send it to the elderly in the village? Not bad, not bad."
At the same time, he looked at her: "You have done a good job in keeping secrets. I don't think they have thought about our identities. .”
It’s true that I found a few cars with low-profile license plates before leaving.
Xiao Zhu, Party Secretary, sighed: "My uncles and aunts from the Song family are ordinary people. Who among ordinary people would think that our family is in the mountains? You are just here to play."
“Little Brother Du, don’t be nervous, it’s really comfortable here.”
"Yeah." Xiao Du nodded: "It is true that the mountain villages here have not been developed yet, but the air quality is good, and the old man doesn't get out of breath here."
When people get older, they always have a little bit of this. Na Na's problem, Lao Zhu's body is not very good, otherwise he wouldn't be able to go up the mountain.
He does have a bit of trouble breathing in the city, and he can’t even install fresh air in his home.
Now that the car was going up the mountain, he was also pleasantly surprised: "Indeed, when I got off the car just now, the air was cold. But my chest felt bright and comfortable."
There was no one here. You would have guessed that the springs that were filled with spiritual energy every now and then, and the gurgling water in the ditches were filled with spiritual energy that was rarely gathered together. They just thought it was because the air in the mountains was good, and this journey of thousands of miles was not in vain.
For a time, everyone's mood improved.
When we got off the bus, the first thing we saw was not the ordinary building in front of us, but the large green area stretching out not far away.
“What are you growing in this land?”
Lao Li got out of the car, took a deep breath, and then looked into the distance.
Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, looked at it and said: "There should be rushes planted in early winter in the corner. Their family took the old men and women from the village to weave straw mats. Song Tan's grandparents made a lot of money this year. .”
"Further on the edge is wheat."
"As for these on the mountain, they are all kinds of vegetables."
At this point, she also became proud, and now she quietly sent Song Tan a message. After receiving the message, he pretended to sigh again after seeing the reply:
"Song Tan went to the imperial capital for a few days before, and the food at home was so perfunctory that he even ate green radish for two days."
I have to say, it’s so delicious!
But Party Secretary Xiao Zhu seemed dissatisfied when he said it, and asked everyone by the way:
"After you change your clothes and shoes, I will take you to the fields to pull radishes. It's not time for dinner yet." , let’s all fill our stomachs first.”
(End of this chapter)