The atmosphere was somewhat silent for a moment.
Song Tan's eyes were so focused that Lu Chuan paused and had to hand over the phone silently:
"I have grown flowers in them. The extreme climate in the imperial capital is different from here. The difference is not big, you can see which ones you like, and I will think about how to match them."
Song Tan nodded and was about to click on the picture, but heard a car horn outside.
Looking up, he saw that it was Lao Zhao’s eldest nephew!
She put the phone back into Lu Chuan's hand, and then called Qiaoqiao:
"Qiaoqiao, go collect the vegetables!"
At the same time, she told her eldest nephew: "I will probably go there today. "Three families, we will drive in front to lead the way later, you can just follow."
A moment later——
Qiao Qiao was riding a bike wearing a furry hat, while Song Tan was shaking his head. Together with Lu Chuan, Qin Yun and He Kuang, they huddled agrily into the colorful macaron-colored tricycle.
Because there was a fluffy cloud above our heads, everyone looked very reserved while squatting in the truck compartment.
This was the first time Qin Yun sat on a three-wheeler like this. At this moment, he took out his mobile phone and took pictures. He also specially gave Lu Chuan several close-ups:
"Chuan'er, you also have this day. Ah! It’s sunny and snowy every day, why don’t you shrink the tricycle when you should-"
"Holy shit!"
He stared at the phone, and his expression gradually became depressed: " Everyone rides a three-wheeler, how can you still create an atmosphere?”
"What?"
Song Tan leaned over curiously, but saw Lu Chuan looking directly at the camera on Qin Yun's mobile phone, with a hint of nonchalance in his light brown pupils.
His milky white half-turtleneck sweater also caught the eye, but the background was a group of soft clouds, and behind it was the gentle rainbow railing of macarons.
Romantic and pure childlike colors, paired with his casual gaze, the two styles blend into one, creating an extraordinarily moving feeling.
“”
What's more, I couldn't help but sigh: "Why do some people look like they are in a magazine when they just take pictures!"
Song Tan looked at Qin Yun in surprise: "I didn't realize it, but your photography skills are so good! We are going to kill the pig tomorrow, can you take some photos of the atmosphere?"
Qin Yun:...
He scrolled down the photo album and saw the shit that his wife had scolded in it. After showering with all kinds of outrageous photos, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
“I thought I had evolved, but I didn’t expect that I would still be the same person—my photography skills are terrible.”
What's more, he was depressed: "Taking pictures is useless if you are strong. Turning decay into magic is your real skill, okay?"
The next moment, I saw a QR code in front of me. Hand it over.
Song Tan looked at him with a smile: "This photo is very good. Add me as a friend and send it to me!"
It's so beautiful!
Good looks, good temperament, good aesthetics, good hobbies... Song Tan thought to himself, if the people in the village want to introduce a partner, they will not look for those who cut the rice.
Just follow this standard!
Qin Yun: ...
Looking at Lu Chuan again, he was sitting upright, but he looked a little helpless.
He Fu, who watched silently: ...I don’t know why, even though the open-top tricycle was filling his stomach with cool air, the atmosphere between them seemed to be getting hotter for no reason. The tricycle stopped quickly.
After the road was built, the whole village became much smoother. Even though the truck driven by the eldest nephew could not stop accurately at the edge of the vegetable field, the distance was not too far, which was really much more convenient.
And Song Tan looked at the closed courtyard in front of him: "Grandma Wang, are you at home? I brought someone to collect the cabbage."
As soon as he finished speaking, a man walked out of the main room. The middle-aged man looked dark and thin, but his facial features were so familiar that Qiao Qiao stared blankly for a while before remembering:
"Uncle Wu, why are you thinner than Xia Tian?"
Qiaoqiao asked curiously: "Mom said you went to work in other places...Aren't you going to work now? Is the place far away?"
Little problems came one after another. Looking at Qiao Qiao, who seemed to have changed little before he left, but seemed to be much more agile, the middle-aged man smiled:
"What's wrong, Song Tan? Do you have anything to do with my mother?" ? She is lighting a fire in the back room. She may be hard of hearing."
Song Tan thought that Uncle Wu was not so thin when he was helping in the fields.
At this moment, he quickly said: "Uncle, since you are back, you must come to help with the pig slaughter tomorrow."
In fact, there are many people helping now, but the villagers are always treating guests. Like to say this, Song Tan has learned it now.
On the contrary, Uncle Wu was happy: "Okay, okay! I must go!"
And Song Tan had already entered the house: "Grandma Wang, are you feeling better? The radish and cabbage you planted from the seedlings you took from my house before Have you tasted it? Is it delicious?"
"No!" Grandma Wang turned around when she finally heard the noise and smiled when she saw Song Tan: "I haven't eaten it. It's been a long time since I've been there."
"That's just right!" Song Tan sent his eldest nephew over: "This is the boss I found in the city, and they specialize in high-quality vegetables. The radish and cabbage grown this year are of good quality. Uncle Wu, if you have time, take him over to try it. If it works well, these vegetables can be sold."
Uncle Wu was a little surprised.
"Tantan, don't waste your favors on this. We're from a remote country, so there's no need to come here to buy radishes and cabbage."
Moreover, the couple will go out to work in the second half of the year, and his mother is deaf and not in good health. , so my vegetable plot is only as big as a palm, and the radish and cabbage combined are probably not enough to make up two thousand catties...
Isn't it just a fool's errand to bring someone here specially?
When the wet market stalls are closed, you can buy a bunch of them for ten yuan.
Song Tan stretched out his hand and said, "Five yuan a pound."
These words are simply a killer move.
The next moment, Uncle Wu, who had just been reluctant, was shocked. His eyes fell on his eldest nephew like a searchlight, and then he smiled earnestly:
"Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay. What's your name, boss? I'll take you to see the vegetables right now - to tell you the truth, my mother is really good at serving the vegetables! Our vegetables usually grow well..."
Lu Chuan and the others were stunned. Standing in the yard, looking at the backs of the two of them walking away together, not to mention the fact that they were sighing at this moment:
“It’s not easy for both buyers and sellers to make a business these days!”
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But Song Tan burst out laughing: "Why are you standing there? Go over there and pull the tools under the eaves. It's our turn to do the work."
"By the way, you can also come along and have a try. If you like the taste of radish and cabbage, I’ll let you part of it for the same price of 5 yuan.”
Qin Yun cheered up:
“Okay, okay! It’s our signature dish, right? It’s never been put on the shelves in the online store, so I’m going to buy a hundred pounds each!”
That look makes him look like a rich man!
Song Tan:...
She had to quickly clarify: "They are not from my family. At most, the seedlings are cultivated by my family - my vegetables are not sold in winter."
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