Song Tan Jishi

  Song Tan knows that the village is peaceful now, and no one touches his own things. Firstly, everyone has not yet felt the taste of the milk vetch in the field.

   After all, except for the young village party secretary, no one will pull up roots to taste the taste, right? Especially the outermost field was used by old man Li to herd cattle.

  Secondly, the real good things have not yet reached the harvest season. Now that the locals come back to make a fuss, they still have an advantage.

   Otherwise, as a young girl, it would not be so easy to come back to work.

  This is also the reason why Song Tan tends to prefer villagers when he hires people to work. If there are no young and middle-aged people, he hires the elderly, because there are advantages and disadvantages for the elderly to work, and it depends on how to deal with it.

  Old man Li nodded in agreement with her crying:

   "What this is saying is that you can't waste your parents' money. You still have Qiao Qiao in your family. Life will be difficult when you get old."

  But looked around, and then asked: "Then there must be someone watching your field... Last year I planted two rows of Chinese cabbage, and let others secretly chop seven or eight of them at night."

  The old man was very angry when he mentioned this.

   I don’t know who is so careless. If you want to eat something grown in your own land, just say no to it? Who is reluctant to part with Chinese cabbage!

  He is a lonely old man, and he can't pickle and dry. After eating the Chinese cabbage at the end, don't they all give it away?

   You have to come and steal.

   Phew!

   This made the old man Li, who was getting old and frail, more and more angry. Reminding Song Tan at this moment was also a sincere concern.

  And Song Tan reassured: "It's okay, I have you to help watch, and have you seen the two newly built dog houses under the bamboo forest? At that time, my two dogs will come to help watch."

   This pond is at the top of the field, and the kennel is built beside the pond. The two dogs slept there, and the pond and fields could be looked after. It was a good location that Song Sancheng specially found.

   Otherwise why did she pay a lot of money for a dog?

   I grew up in the village, and I also know the saying "When there are more than a hundred people, there are all kinds of people (shaihai.

  Old man Li breathed a sigh of relief, and a wave of comfort poured out of his dark and old face:

   "The dog is good, the dog has good ears, and the eyes can see far. Is it your dog that eats tigers?"

  Song Tan: …

  She didn't know how to pick it up for a moment, but now she could only nod her head and said, "It's not that exaggerated, it's two smaller ones."

  Dabao and Erbao are responsible for guarding the fish ponds and fields.

  Old man Li has seen the big tiger-like dog patrolling the front yard in the back mountain:

   "Why are the two smaller, how small can they be? The tigers have eaten them all, so why can't they look after a vegetable garden? That's safe!"

  The long-forgotten mobile phone is quietly broadcasting all this in front of me. The operation of the live broadcast company accidentally saw the retained data, and I couldn’t help being surprised:

  What is this broadcasting? Why is the user retention rate so high?

   At first glance, it is an idyllic scene, and an old man is speaking in dialect. He didn't have time to review it carefully, and immediately put the live broadcast in a more prominent recommendation position without hesitation.

  Although it is not as good as other popular anchors, it is also a very good position for new anchors.

  However, just after pushing it up, Song Tan on the other end of the phone only heard a beep, and then the screen went black.

   She bent down to pick up her forgotten mobile phone, pressed it twice, and then realized that it was out of battery.

  Looking at the large pile of zi vetch that she had cut out again, she waved to old man Li: "Grandpa Li, I'm going home first. Qiao Qiao will come later, just let him put these on."

   Nowadays, mobile phones are an important means of contacting customers, so it is more important to charge them first.

  Unexpectedly, as soon as she reached the door, Qiao Qiao ran over: "Sister, Dad told you to go to the back mountain."

   Then she automatically reached out to take her sickle: "I'm going to cut zi vetch."

   This matter is done every morning. Although Song Tan loves his brother, he doesn't spoil him, so he handed him the sickle: "Don't forget to pick the basket."

   Then I went directly to the back mountain.

  There, the little excavator is still working hard.

  Where did Zhang Yanping find this honest person? He works with everyone every day, leaving early and returning late.

   For this reason, even if he had more than three bowls for each meal, Ulan was always smiling at home.

  Song Tan went to the back mountain, but saw that besides Song Sancheng, there was another strange man standing on the mountainside.

  The other party was skinny and low in stature, with a slightly stooped back, and looked to be only about 1.6 meters tall. The hair is an old-fashioned cut, and it can be shaved for five yuan in the town, and there is also a face shave.

  He was also wearing the same jacket and black trousers that Song Sancheng often wore at work. Seeing Song Tan now, the other party's wrinkled face showed a hint of embarrassment.

   "Tan Tan." Song Sancheng helped her introduce: "You probably won't recognize it, this is your Uncle Zhang."

   Then he stretched out his finger and tapped on the top of the opposite mountain, where there was a simple red brick house.

   "That's where Uncle Zhang lives."

  The terrain of the mountain under the Songtan bag is quite unique, and the whole mountain range is more like a closed ring. The inner ring is like a bowl, and the bottom of the bowl is the pond below.

  There are still a few acres of vegetable fields around the pond, and there are barren hills with slopes like this on all sides.

   But, this is the whole piece.

  Song Tan’s original back mountain and the contracted area accounted for less than a quarter of the bowl’s area.

   Therefore, from the top of the mountain here, you can clearly see the scene of the top of the other side.

  She looked at the single-family family, then looked at the location, and instantly realized who this Uncle Zhang was—he was the Zhang Wang family that everyone talked about a few days ago.

   "Uncle Zhang." Song Tan greeted politely - obviously the other party was of the same age as her father, but now he looked haggard and vicissitudes, as if he was more than ten years older.

  Is there anything you need to find yourself?

  Song Tan even thought of borrowing money, but when he thought about it carefully, the villagers were very particular and would never borrow money from a junior like himself, especially since he was a girl.

  I was thinking about it, but saw that Zhang Wang’s family’s expression became more and more embarrassed, rubbing their hands helplessly at the moment, and then pointed to the large pile of weeds, shrubs and branches piled up by them on the edge of the mountain:

   "This, don't waste these, keep them for composting."

   "Burn it?"

  Song Tan had this plan.

  Plant ash can kill bacteria and insects and is also a good fertilizer. If these things stay here, they will only get in the way and breed various insect eggs and bacteria. It is more convenient to burn them on fire.

  Zhang Wang’s family quickly shook their heads: “Don’t burn it, don’t burn it, it’s a waste if you burn it, I will compost it!”

  He finally got to the point, and now he rubbed his hands again:

   "I heard that old man Li was showing rice fields to your family, so I wanted to ask if I could work for your family too."

   After speaking, afraid that Song Tan would refuse, he hurriedly emphasized:

   "I'm a good composter. People come to me every year in the past. There are several piles on the ground of my house. If you want to use them, I can pull them for you."

   "I can do other farm work, your dad knows."