Chapter 1174 1174. It’s so quiet
Xin Jun is worried about his brothers, and the seventh cousin is also worried about these foodies.
Song Tan took out the food-grade plastic sealed bags he had bought. From soy beans to watermelon sauce to pickled vegetables and pickles, they were all sealed in portions, focusing on their convenience.
The remaining light dry goods were also rummaged out and sorted one by one. If they could be sent, they were packaged separately. If they were not cost-effective to send, they had to be stuffed back into the boxes.
When everyone was about to set off, Song Sancheng pointed to the bags of rice sticks in the warehouse and asked, "Should I send this away? It's delicious."
Can this big guy still not know?
But now he is holding a big suitcase in his hand, the backpack on his back is bulging, and there are express boxes with everyone's names written on them in the yard...
Song Tan said: "How about that? Come on, the items are too big. Express delivery is based on volume, so it’s not cost-effective.”
Yan Ran was the first to say: “I’ll hold it!” I hold her while I’m waiting for the bus or taking the high-speed rail, and I’ll eat it while I’m holding her. I won’t be sick when I get home, so I can do it.”
Song Tan:...
"It's not that..." She tried to persuade: It's really a big bag. Even if you are not in a hurry, the gate opening and entry times are fixed. If your ticket is delayed due to this...
"No, no, no! I'm not afraid!" Yan Ran held the rice pole in her arms with high ambition. : "I want to bring all the delicious food I can, so that my parents can witness with their own eyes what a good life I live!"
"This way they won't think too much about it. He urged me to go back.”
Hey, when the B&B opens next year, maybe I will have a relationship to reserve a place for them!
Her wishful thinking clicked in her mind, but it just hit everyone's heart, so one or two people stepped forward and took their own portion of the rice stick into their arms.
When Song Sancheng saw this, he couldn't help but sigh: "This is really too much..."
But in the end, these things were still put into Song Tan's pickup truck.
Because there were too many people to fit in one car, Song Sancheng’s car finally came in handy.
He buckled his seat belt happily, then looked at the dust on the glass window outside, and couldn't help but sigh:
"We need to wash the car."
Master Jiang, who had just got into the car, couldn't help but be startled.
Look at the car window again, isn’t it clean? There is only a little bit of floating dust that is not very obvious.
After all, it is a new car, and Song Sancheng can take care of it every day. That posture is no less than when he owned his first 28-meter big bar.
When everyone got on the bus, Song Sancheng did not forget to shout:
"Tan Tan, give me some car wash coupons and I'll wash the car!"
Song Tan couldn't help but be speechless.
Her father bought this car only a few days ago! Last time I just wiped it by myself with a bucket, but this time I actually knew how to get car wash coupons...
She then laughed: "Dad, you wash so frequently, you are not afraid of washing off the paint. Ah?”
Huh?
This time, it was Song Sancheng's turn to be a little nervous.
......
As soon as they left, Zhang Yanping tensed up and went to Dr. Xiao Guo's clinic.
Cousin Seven was in the kitchen observing the chili oil he made yesterday. Because he had enough ingredients, it smelled extremely fragrant. But because the resting time has not yet expired, I didn’t dare to stir it now.
The huge yard suddenly became quiet. Qiaoqiao stood there and looked at it blankly, and finally muttered: "It's so quiet."
It was indeed too quiet, and Ulan was a little uncomfortable with it. She called Qiao Qiao:
“Let’s go to the canteen on the mountain.” Zhang Wang’s family is now looking at the cattle and sheep on the pasture. The canteen on the mountain is connected to the empty factory building. In fact, it should be Find someone to keep an eye on.
But there were no relatives or friends in the village who could make people feel at ease, so it was a bit difficult for a while.
Ulan silently wrote down this matter, determined to wait for Song Tan to come back and discuss it with her.
Qiaoqiao rode Daduo and took her up the mountain with her. The car was swaying, and the green vegetables on the hillside had disappeared.
The Ulan I eat at home is afraid of being frozen, the cabbage has been put into the cellar, and the radish has been buried in the sand.
Only the daily supply to Boss Chang’s side was surrounded by straw, and it was still growing hard before the heavy snowfall.
Nowadays, with more and more vehicles on the road, the probability of high-speed congestion is also increasing. The Lao Song family vegetable garden, which was originally scheduled to have a holiday on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, finally had a complete holiday before the Lunar New Year.
If this were not the case, Master Jiang would not be able to go home before the New Year.
"Woof!"
Dabao's strong voice came from far away.
Seeing a familiar person approaching, it happily ran all the way down the empty hillside. When it arrived in front of Ulan, it quickly stopped the car, and then waggled its tail crazily, nudging and rubbing.
“Ouch! Ouch!”
Ulan dared to say that she really didn’t like dogs so much before, but now she has so many babies at home, and she has to stew meat and bones every day... maybe After feeding her for a long time, her affection became deeper. When she saw Dabao now, she felt extremely distressed. She couldn't help but rub and coax him:
"Okay, okay, dear, it's getting cold today, so you don't want to live on the mountain - there are only some trees left, no one will steal them, let's live here in the factory!"
"You and the little one are here!" It’s enough for these few to guard the factory. It’s warm here, and you don’t have to worry about going out for a walk if you have nothing to do..."
Thinking of this, only the king is still conscientiously guarding the two remaining pigs in the back mountain.
Oh, she still felt strange
But the king is so big, and there are so many people returning to his hometown for the New Year, Wu Lan is really afraid of scaring people or causing them to wake up. Bad intentions.
Seeing that the factory building in front of her was empty, she simply asked Qiaoqiao:
"What do you usually tell the king? If not, let him come to the mountains to play. A few treasures change their posts."
< br>"Okay," Qiaoqiao agreed: "I have let the king go out to play a long time ago, but he doesn't like to play. And last time it snowed, I really wanted the king to pull the sled, but my father wouldn't let me do it. The car..."
Ulan thought to himself that your dad had just got a new car at that time, and his mind was all about that thing, so how could he care about making a car for you?
But it’s okay——
"It's the New Year, and there's nothing to do at home. Let him get one for you, and you let the king pull the cart for you. Mom will take a video for you!"
Qiao Qiao's chest puffed up: "I I want Dabao and the others to be my cavalry!”
Ulan didn’t know what cartoon or TV series he had watched recently, but the dogs were idle anyway, so it was okay to play with him.
At this moment, I just said perfunctorily: "Okay, okay, let's go into the factory and see if it can be tidied up..."
"Master Jiang said that the kitchen has also been tidied up——"
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As soon as he finished speaking, Zhai Xiaofeng, who had been helping in the kitchen on the mountain, came out of the kitchen.
Seeing Ulan, she couldn't help but smile. She obviously still remembered that the other party advised her not to decide to remarry just because she was dizzy.
"Sister, you are here!"
She said generously: "Master Jiang asked me to move the remaining ingredients down the mountain. I thought you were busy in the morning and would not wait until after lunch. Come.”
Update one.
(End of this chapter)