Song Tan Jishi

  Chapter 133 133. Tired Ulan

  The aunt roughly settled the matter and went home directly.

  Before leaving, I thought about it, and finally I left the pagoda tree flower.

  Seventh Cousin is an old man, you can tell what she is thinking just by looking at her eyes, and now he is even more angry!

  —Just like this, he still said that he will treat his old couple well in the future, I don’t believe it.

   But when the person left, he took a large bucket from the bathroom to the balcony to continue watering. His body in his sixties was still stable.

  Grandma Seven sighed: "Let me tell you, if Sancheng's family is willing to raise the two of us, it's fine. Don't expect this girl and child, just try to be kind to Sancheng."

   Seventh Cousin didn't speak, obviously thinking about it in his heart.

  Have been husband and wife for a lifetime, what is there that Grandma Seven doesn't understand?

   "We are several years younger than Brother Youde, and he can count on 30%. We have a house here, so it doesn't make him suffer. It's just that we are old and serve us, why can't we?"

  If it weren't for the difficulty of leaving their homeland, they would be reluctant to go to the frontier no matter what. How can there be children who are rich but have no one to support them?

  Seventh Cousin put down the water ladle, with a gloomy expression on his face: "I knew from the beginning that the couple is sincere. But ah, his family is also burdened."

   "Don't talk about anything else, just talk about their son, what should we do in the future?"

   "If we really negotiate with their family and someone will take care of the elderly, then I will be happy. But the problem is still this house. If we don't leave it to their family, it would be a shame on us."

   "But it's not a good thing for their son to stay..."

  A poor fool in the village can survive no matter what.

   But a rich fool... Even if he survived, he would have to suffer a lot.

  Grandma Seven will understand.

  I have already thought about this, the old man has thought about it so many times, maybe the whole village has been figured out by him.

In this case…

Seventh Grandma is also free and easy: "We are in good health now, and we can still do it. Whether we can do it or not is not a matter of one word. Take your time. If her child comes over tomorrow, if you really invite you to go back to be a chef, we will let you go back and become a chef." Go back to your hometown for a while?"

  The people around him know him best, and Grandma Seven also smiled expectantly: "I don't know you yet, you cook for my old lady at home every day, and you can't show your skills, so you're in a panic, right?"

  Seventh Cousin still insisted: "What are you doing when you go back, the old house has nothing, it's inconvenient."

  While talking, he reached out and grabbed a handful of Sophora japonica flowers pretending to be innocent, first lowered his head and smelled them, then his eyes fixed, and he picked up a flower bud and stuffed it into his mouth.

  …

  The weather in early April was exceptionally good. The dew was hazy in the early morning, the morning light was faint, and the cool breeze was blowing leisurely in the early morning, which was particularly sober for those who were going to work.

  The sun hasn’t risen yet, the tea picking aunts have skillfully tied a piece of plastic cloth around their waists, wearing rain boots on their feet, carrying baskets and wearing straw hats, and they are already going up the mountain quickly.

   And the road in the village here gradually became noisy. The motorbikes roared and soon stopped in front of Song Tan's house in a row—these were all from the village and the neighboring village to help with the work.

   When the uncle Wu Chengtao came with his aunt on a motorcycle, he was shocked when he saw this scene: "How large is this?"

  Why invite so many people?

  The eldest aunt also said "Ouch": "You said Ulan didn't tell us, such a big job, and my family didn't come to help, what kind of words did you say!"

  The couple hurriedly gathered around, Song Sancheng saw it, and hurriedly asked: "Brother, have you had breakfast?"

   "Eat, eat." The aunt looked left and right: "Where is Tan Tan, we also said that we are here to help today, what are you doing?"

  Song Sancheng laughed: "Tan Tan went grocery shopping."

   "I'm going to plant peach trees today. Brother and I will go to the mountain. Is it okay for his aunt to stay at home and help Ulan cook?"

  With such a simple two-sentence effort, people keep asking: "So, are you going to plant trees?"

  Song Sancheng felt sorry for his expensive peach tree, and was afraid that someone would plant it carelessly. He didn't care about the small talk at the moment, so he hurriedly took a **** and shovel and went up the mountain with Wu Chengtao.

  At the back of the mountain, the little pigs hummed skillfully, waiting for the upcoming breakfast.

  The king walked quietly around the mountain, and then returned to his dog house.

  It knows that this group of people are all going to work in another area, and its task is to protect the chickens, ducks and piglets.

   The better the work performance, the better the food.

  Hey, when will the new second master come back? The yellow **** I ate yesterday are delicious! so sweet!

  Dabai also stretched his neck, walked over with quack flapping wings, a pair of flat goose beaks unwillingly poked in its empty rice bowl, finally the dog and the goose looked at each other and lay down quietly.

  In the yard, all the people who agreed to help yesterday went up the mountain, leaving only Ulan, the two helper aunts, and the aunt Zhou Fangjuan.

   Don’t think that it’s okay to be early in the morning. The 20th and 30th people work, and they do nothing early in the logistics. They have to prepare all the tea first.

  There are only two water bottles at home, which is not enough at first, but this is a trivial matter. If a couple comes to work today, they will naturally bring their own tea bottles over, and bring them back after work at night.

  For the villagers, this is commonplace. Decades ago, people borrowed benches and bowls.

  But at noon today, I really had to borrow a bench and a bowl.

  Wulan led the group to make up benches at the owner’s house and the vegetable garden at the west’s house, and at the same time, they had to deal with real and fake inquiries from the villagers—after all, how many years had it been since they had been invited to work in the village?

   No, she was tired physically and mentally early in the morning, and she never had time to relax!

   Finally, dozens of pots of water were boiled, and Song Tan came back in his car.

  Going to the market this early in the morning, she hasn't experienced it for many years. The last time her father took her to buy seeds, she wasn't so active.

  Watching Qiao Qiao and Zhang Yanping remove all the vegetables and meat from the car, Ulan pulled her aside:

   "Tan Tan, your aunt told you to go and have a look last night—do you want to bring anything?"

   "We don't insist on your seventh cousin's matter. If you really can't talk about it, you can ask Seventh Cousin if any colleagues are willing to work in our village?"

   "Your mother and I are just an ordinary rural woman. I want this way of eating every day, and I can't greet you."

  Ulan also has a book in his heart—don't think that this is the only time for a grand event like today!

  Peach trees are planted, and there is still a lot of work to do, not to mention too much, three or five people join in every day, and cooking is a big project.

  Her skills can make home-cooked dishes, but if there are too many people, it will be overwhelming for a long time!

   "I'm exhausted from washing the dishes every day."

   Ah, it's late today! Also at night.

  (end of this chapter)