Song Tan Jishi

   Zhang Wang’s family’s proposal about buns just now, they didn’t mention the price, they clearly meant that it was lower than the market price or simply meant that it cost two dollars.

  Song Tan accepted his love.

   What he just said about entrusting Song Tan with his own mountain land refers to the sloping land under his house, which happens to be connected to the wasteland of the back mountain.

  About 20 mu, which belongs to one-sixth of this bowl-shaped mountain range. Of course, the forest is no better than the fields, but Zhang Wang’s family is capable. This mountain land is full of kudzu, and it can also make money.

   Pueraria was not intentionally planted at first.

It’s just that there are a lot of kudzu vines growing in this mountain forest. Aunt Zhang had a clever idea. One winter, she dug up one or two hundred catties of kudzu powder, and dried out more than ten catties of kudzu powder. Apart from giving to the children, the rest also earned 1,800 yuan. .

  In the second year, the couple intentionally cleaned up the land, and buried some more fertilizer, so that these wild kudzu roots would take root and spread rapidly.

  Now every winter, the couple can earn tens of thousands of dollars by doing this.

  10,000 yuan doesn’t sound like a lot, but it’s worth the cost! It just takes effort.

  If you want to make money on this mountain, you have to invest a lot in the early stage, which is not worthwhile for the villagers.

  So the two of them interplanted some beans, watermelons, peanuts and so on. The harvest was really mediocre, but relying on these, it would not be a problem to earn another two to three thousand yuan.

  So the old couple did not go out to work again, but cleaned up the fields at home with peace of mind.

  Now at the beginning of April, the green leaves of kudzu vines are sprouting, which is not a good time to dig kudzu roots, and it is not until winter is the right time.

   Besides, digging kudzu roots and clearing up the mountains and forests is not in time for the good farming season. Therefore, neither of them mentioned the matter of Baoshan now.

  But because of this consideration, Song Tan gave advice and sincerity:

   "Uncle Zhang, you can't just take the money with you. Let me tell you, keep this money in your hands first, and don't give it to your children."

   "When you feel the time is right, donate directly. The donation is irreversible. It is doing good deeds and accumulating virtue. We will be rewarded in the next life."

   If there is no afterlife in the afterlife, Song Tan is a cultivator of immortality and not of the Netherworld. Now that the spiritual energy here is so pitifully thin, she is naturally not sure.

   But for Zhang Wang's family, the spiritual sustenance is stronger than anything else!

  At this moment, he really came to his senses: "Yes, yes, yes! I will donate it in the name of your aunt, and I will accumulate blessings for her! Let her live a good life in her next life!"

   His look is visible to the naked eye:

   "You young people are educated and know a lot."

   Turning his head, he remembered another worry: "Then what if something happens to me?"

  Who can tell?

  If it is found out that you are sick, it will be fine if you can arrange the funeral when you have time. But if there is a natural or man-made disaster, such as falling on the ground, or something...

  I have thought about it so meticulously, and I think that I really thought about it seriously and thoroughly when I came to Zhang Wang's house.

  Thinking about people going to the town to ask about the policy of severing ties...

  Song Tan also replied seriously: "Then I will take you to the city some time, and we will ask a lawyer to write a will. After that, we will spend a few hundred dollars to do a notarization."

   "At that time, how to arrange the affairs behind you, how to arrange the money, before the national law, your own children will not be able to get it back."

   It was the first time for Zhang Wang’s family to listen so carefully. At this moment, they only looked at ease: “Okay, okay, let’s do it like this!”

   After thinking for a while, he said: "Don't worry, I will ask a lawyer to write another copy of that, that is, if something happens to me when I work for you, no one is allowed to extort money!"

  Seeing that the back of the other party is much straighter, and now he goes home full of energy.

  Song Tan sighed, looked at the barren hills that had almost been tidied up, and let out a sigh—

  There are really too many things at home. Now that someone can come to work, it seems that a lot of burdens have been relieved at once.

   Song Sancheng hesitated: "Tan Tan, didn't you discuss with your grandfather Li not to pay him, and asked him to show us the rice fields?"

   "Here, Uncle Zhang gave you another two thousand. Do you have to ask him to hide it and not tell it?"

  Song Tan laughed: "No need, Dad."

  The original intention of Zhang Wang’s family was to let him out and tell him to hide it, so what’s the point of his job? Might as well go out and work.

   "We have so much work, we have to find some reliable people to do it. Let the salary talk out first, so as to save people from opening their mouths. The demand is inappropriate, and it hurts the relationship."

  Working in the village, don’t look at the one or two hundred yuan a day for these day laborers, but if you really want to talk about long-term and stable wages, two thousand yuan is about the same.

   After all, farm work can be done as soon as it is available, and it can be delayed if it is not available. So all these years have passed, except for the large-scale agricultural plan, I have never heard of anyone doing farm work or hiring a permanent worker.

  This has led to the fact that those who are willing to endure hardship think that the wages are low, and those who do not think that the wages are low may not necessarily love to work. But with high wages, farmers' families really can't afford it.

  Song Sancheng took a puff of cigarette: "I know this, but I'm afraid that your Grandpa Li will not feel comfortable..."

   Don't worry about being few, but about unevenness!

  Song Tan shook his head: "My grandpa Li has filial sons and grandchildren. Besides, he doesn't do physical work, he just holds hands and looks, and walks around if he has nothing to do."

"You said that I paid two thousand for this job, so the other old men and women in the village would have to go crazy? So we discussed it earlier, if he is willing, let's not mention the money, just help deliver rice, flour, grain and oil , it is more convenient than buying it by himself.”

   "At the end of the year, we will cut another 20 catties of pork, and that will be enough."

   "If you don't like it, you can just say it."

  Song Sancheng breathed a sigh of relief: "I know...you just make it clear."

   Turning her head, she became proud again: "Seeing how my daughter is doing things in an orderly manner, she deserves to be my daughter!"

  Song Tan: …

   This is really a real father. Your daughter has been working in the society for less than two years from the ivory tower of university, and now she is so clear-headed. Why don't you think about it?

  But she was also happy to reassure her parents, and now she asked again:

   "Dad, as soon as tomorrow is over, I think the fields at the door can be turned over. When the pond is filled with water, the two rice fields below will be ready."

   "Then the vegetable seeds should be sown, and the vegetable seedlings should be moved. We have to move. The back mountain is all up to you to take care of it."

  Song Sancheng glanced at her: "Can I still do it? I was the only one who took care of it."

   "Besides, you Zhang Bo, you must come over tomorrow!"

   "Oh, yes," he remembered one more thing.

   "Your uncle called and said that everyone will go back to our hometown tomorrow to visit the grave. We have a lot of family members, so don't forget to tell your grandma at night that you don't want to pick tea tomorrow morning, and help to cook a meal."