Song Tan Jishi

Chapter 15161516. No Body Left

The spring breeze is gentle and warm, making people's faces look happy.

Tourists were scattered around, chatting loudly while picking vegetables. Some carried plastic bags, and some carried baskets. Although plastic bags save money, carrying baskets is more convenient and feels more like it.

Several aunties wanted to borrow the basket when taking photos!

They started chatting: "Your basket looks solidly woven and quite new. Where did you buy it?"

"Hey! It's on the roadside. An old man is selling it there."

"I also saw an old man selling it there. He had to wait for a while when he ran out of stock. It was made by an old man from a nearby village."

"I saw someone else buying something in front of me, so I followed suit..."

"Me too... Don't mention it, it's not a loss, isn't it just the right time to use it?"

Of course! It’s not fun to hold a plastic bag while filming vibrato or posting to Moments.

Those who didn’t buy it, or couldn’t bear to spend the money, couldn’t help but sigh: “Hey, it’s not expensive. If we had known earlier, we would have bought it. It will be useful when we go out.”

"I'll go back tonight to see if anyone is still selling it. If not, I'll come back in a couple of days and buy it then."

Everybody was chatting animatedly; even the toddlers were touching and digging in the ground, having fun.

The mother even said, "Oh, you've got mud all over your hands after a while. Aren't they dirty?"

The aunties nearby laughed and said, "It's okay! He's already dirty since he's here, so it doesn't matter. Besides, it's a good thing for children to be down to earth."

On the other side of the hillside, Song Tan slowly brought over the strawberries, and saw Lu Chuan coming downstairs: "I just saw Qiao Qiao and the others start the live broadcast, I will also go to the field to pick two watermelons."

"Okay!" Song Tan put down the strawberries, and they went to the back mountain together.

After leaving the yard of the B\u0026B, you can see the small house at the fork in the road from afar.

That is Old Man Li’s new home.

With some clever persuasion, Zhao Fangyuan managed to squeeze 20,000 yuan out of the unfilial son and built a neat cement house for the old man.

The white walls and gray tiles look brand new and not shabby at all.

He was a little old man, and he built two partition walls inside his house. There was a living room big enough for an octagonal table, a small kitchen big enough for boiling water and cooking porridge and making a stove in winter, and then a small bedroom.

It would be fine to build a storage room outside and a toilet behind the house.

The water and electricity were arranged by Party Secretary Xiao Zhu to help the old man. Everyone in the village knows about his situation. Who wouldn't say he's stupid behind his back?

But the matter is done. Old man Li has lost his big yellow ox, his old house, and his fields...Now he gets a salary of one or two thousand yuan a month from Song Tan, doing odd jobs and keeping an eye on the fields. That's all.

Lu Chuan also sighed: "In terms of thoughtfulness, I am not as good as you."

Song Tan wondered: "Why do you think so about yourself?"

Lu Chuan is obviously the more meticulous one.

Lu Chuan shook his head: "I usually don't get in touch with people like Mr. Li. I only eat the fruits I brew myself. But you are very thoughtful."

The lonely old man lost everything. Although it was a legitimate business, if something happened to the other party, the villagers would have some complaints, blaming the Song family for insisting on buying the house.

After buying the house, he asked Zhao Fangyuan to help him move the remaining construction materials over to build a house for them. Although the homestead still belonged to the village office and his children would not get any benefit from it in the future, the investment here was more than 20,000 yuan.

The next step is to give him a job - as long as the rural elderly have the will and income, life is not difficult. No matter how much or how little the income is, as long as it is enough for food.

Old man Li now eats in the cafeteria with everyone else, and can save his salary every month, and his spirit has gradually recovered. Now when he goes up and down the mountain, looking at the land and the old house at home, he no longer looks as hopeless as before.

When the villagers saw this, who wouldn’t say that the Song family was very rural?

After all, he is a child that I have watched grow up. He is capable and kind!

Correspondingly, even he, who runs a B\u0026B, was warmly welcomed by everyone. Villagers came to him to ask for squid branches to take back for grafting, and they all came to take some away with them.

He told Song Tan what he had gradually thought about, and Song Tan blinked, and finally nodded deeply: "That's right! This is my long-term consideration."

Lu Chuan: …

He analyzed it seriously, but looking at Song Tan's expression, it seemed that his analysis was in vain, because Song Tan didn't think so much at all, he was just kind-hearted.

Lu Chuan couldn't help laughing again and held her hand: "Well, long-term vision."

There was still some way to go to the long and gentle slope in the watermelon field. Lu Chuan opened the live broadcast room in advance to show Song Tan: "Xiao Yang and Qiao Qiao are a great match, and he is very good at making jokes and keeping up with the current trends on the Internet."

Song Tan also nodded: "Yes! It's just that the child is so promising and is going to attend summer camp soon..."

Before leaving, Qiao Qiao has to go home and stay with his parents for a while. He will soon be separated from this little partner.

Looking down at the live broadcast room, people were already chatting lively.

Song Tan looked at the name of the live broadcast——

[Rebirth: I Pick Watermelons in May]

Good, good, good! The word "watermelon" is the essence. It has only been broadcast for a short time, and the number of viewers has soared to more than 50,000. You know, this is four o'clock in the afternoon!

Xiao Yang and Qiao Qiao had already called the guard on duty to open the fence. Now they were walking on the path, choosing a place to put their phones while looking at the plump little watermelons, looking happy no matter how they looked at them.

"Oh my!" he sighed, "No wonder so many people are addicted to farming. It's such a great sense of accomplishment!"

Tears shed in the live broadcast room:

[Look at the dead cineraria I planted and I fainted in the toilet crying]

[Haha, I was going to change the pot for the cactus I had planted for several years, but I found out it was made of plastic]

[Buy pots, soil, and flowers. Buy pots, soil, and flowers. Buy pots, soil, and flowers. Buy pots, soil... Hey, where's my salary? ]

[I don’t know if you have ever planted Oxalis. It blooms when I go to work and it also goes home when I get off work. I planted more than 20 pots in a whole year, and I only saw 3 flowers in total.]

[Stop discussing your broken flowers and look at the watermelon. ]

[See what's the use, he won't sell it]

[That’s right! I won’t watch it! ]

[I don’t watch it either! Sooner or later, he will become an unpopular and outdated internet celebrity]

【Didn’t you guys not read this barrage? 】

Xiao Yang looked at the comments in the live broadcast room and laughed without hesitation: "Hey! These are a batch of early melons, but not many of them are ripe now, so we won't sell them for the time being. But don't worry, although we won't sell them, we can eat them on the spot for you to see!"

He clenched his fist and shook it: "I'll punch that watermelon with my iron fist, and there will be no trace of him left!"

Here we go! And more!