Song Tan Jishi

  Song Sancheng was so anxious that he couldn't argue!

Over here, old man Li looked at them with envy: "Oh, old brother, your granddaughter is really filial. You even paid for a car for you... That tricycle can pull goods and ride people, how convenient it is to go out .”

  The creases on Song Youde's face stretched and tightened instantly, as beautiful as a chrysanthemum.

   "Oh, that's not right! We are old and out of breath when traveling far away, so we need a tricycle for convenience."

   "That child Tan Tan is like this, she learned to be extravagant in a big city, and if you say I don't want it, she still has to buy it..."

  Old man Li's envy is really envious, now he sighed again:

   "Brother, it's still you who enjoy the blessings. Look at the child, he grows tobacco leaves for you, and buys you a car. He is rich and caring."

"Unlike the few in my family, they only come here during the New Year's holidays all year round. This year, Qingming came back, and burned paper for his mother. Before leaving, they picked up a few baskets of vegetables from my garden, and brought them to me. A bag of chicken cakes…”

   Ouch!

  Song Youde didn't dare to answer these words, and hurriedly said: "Look at you, you are talking nonsense again, I clearly saw that your son brought you several boxes of things, and your daughter seems to have brought you a big piece of ribs!"

   "Hey!" Old man Li tried his best to make an understatement expression: "That's the way it is, I can buy that thing myself."

  Song Sancheng:…

   I really don't know what to say, so I can only bend down at this moment, and plant the seedlings one by one.

  Hmph, just show off, you two old men, I'm going to secretly plant rice seedlings, and then surprise you with my efficiency!

   Ouch, I haven't done this job for a long time, and now I feel a little sore at the beginning...

  …

  Here.

  The pickup truck drove into the urban area again.

   There is no way to buy three rounds of Song Tan, which is different from my small pickup, so I went to the express point in the town to deliver the goods before I came, and I also inquired about it by the way.

  It was early in the morning when she went, and the courier brother had just opened the door of the post station. Seeing her coming, for some reason, he subconsciously hid his job behind him.

  Song Tan: …

   Are you eating dragon liver or phoenix marrow?

   It wasn't until this moment that the courier boy realized it, and now he held out his job in embarrassment:

   "Hey, look at this... I don't want to hide it from you, it's mainly the bamboo shoots in your house..."

  The bamboo shoots are good anywhere, but they are too delicious.

  They didn’t buy it for the first time that day, but they got so ruthless the next day that they asked for ten catties in one go!

  How much is ten catties?

   Two hundred yuan.

   As soon as Song Tan's car left, the young couple regretted it.

   I bought everything I could buy, so what else can I do?

   This thing was sent out in the countryside, and it seemed worthless, so the two had to find out the recipe they inquired about last time, and now carefully cut open the bamboo shoots.

   This courier station is just a small door in the town, and the second floor is only enough for sleeping. Everyone cooks and always lights a gas stove at the door.

  Now this "squeaky" all of a sudden, the fragrance of bamboo shoots radiates instantly, and the aunts who are cooking on both sides can't hold the shovel a little bit.

   "Hey! What are you doing here?"

  The little daughter-in-law was also a little stunned, and now she was busy flipping through those bamboo shoots, and said puzzledly, "That's right, it's just bamboo shoots!"

  Although the bamboo shoots are very expensive and they bought a lot of them at one time, the taste and aroma are really attractive.

  The aunts on both sides came here with great interest: "Which bamboo shoots? It's really good. I'll buy some and try it tomorrow."

  What does this little daughter-in-law say?

  There is no secret in the streets and alleys. Today she dares to say that the bamboo shoots cost 20 yuan a catty. Tomorrow everyone will know that the two of them are prodigal sons, and they will not pass.

  She had no choice but to laugh dryly: "Then what, a client brought it over."

   After finally waiting for this dish to be ready under everyone’s gaze, the couple couldn’t wait to move the small stools and sit down. Then they saw a tobacco and alcohol grocery store next door, bringing a bowl of scrambled eggs with green peppers:

   "I smell your bamboo shoots are very fragrant, so I have the cheek to ask for some."

  This is really cheeky.

  It is no longer popular to deliver food everywhere. If the children at home were not standing there crying with hunger, they would be ashamed to do such a thing.

  The aunt is embarrassed, the little daughter-in-law has only a thinner skin, and now she can only share a bowl with tears in her eyes.

   One plate was reduced by half in an instant.

   Turning his head again, the neighbor on the other side also came over, holding a braised crucian carp in his hand.

   Okay, at noon, a large plate of stir-fried beef tenderloin with pickled peppers and bamboo shoots (because there is very little beef tenderloin to save money), and finally there is only a shallow bottom of the plate.

  The young couple looked at each other and thought: Although it's a pity, it's okay, after all, there are three dishes at noon!

  As long as you don’t think about the price of bamboo shoots, everything is worth it, but when they pick up a piece of bamboo shoots—

  Don't say anything, tears mixed with the food and swallowed into the stomach.

   As for the remaining bamboo shoots…

   Come on, there is no need to stir fry, the little daughter-in-law repeatedly inquired about an absolutely reliable recipe for pickling bamboo shoots with peppers, and pickled all the remaining bamboo shoots.

   Doesn’t it taste good now?

   That's it, there are still people who come around to ask where the bamboo shoots came from that day?

   No, now that they heard someone coming, the couple reflexively decided to hide!

   This early in the morning, I ate mixed noodles, and there was a chopstick in the bowl to soak bamboo shoots. It was delicious, sour, spicy and crispy!

  Song Tan: …

  I just came to ask about tricycles, it’s really impossible.

   "Oh, oh, tricycle!"

  The courier boy was relieved, and while grabbing his noodle bowl and slurping noodles into his mouth, he asked, "What kind of three rounds do you want? What do you want to do?"

   "The three-wheeled motorcycle is not the same as a motorcycle. Be careful when you ride it and turn, and don't get crooked."

  Song Tan also thought about this: "It's okay, I'll watch them practice when I get home, and I'll talk about it when I'm stable."

  However, she still has confidence in her own father. Although his father Song Sancheng is always unqualified in theory, his practical ability is still very strong.

  It’s just a small tricycle, no problem!

   At the same time, he told the courier brother the same request: "My dad wants to use it to pull some things, and my grandpa has nothing to do with riding a bicycle, so it's best not to pretend too much."

   "That's easy."

  The courier brother cracked a bite of bamboo shoots with pickled peppers.

   "Have you seen the small three-wheeler that delivers goods on the street? Just the one in front, okay?"

"Don't buy it in our town. It's easy to repair, but all the brands sold in our town are miscellaneous. You go to the city to find a reliable brand. It's much better than this. You can get it for three thousand yuan. .”

  As for the old man riding...

   "That's easy!"

  He swiped again and pulled out a picture from his phone:

   "That's it. There is a bicycle seat in the front and a big seat in the back. The old man rides in front, and the old woman sits in the back. It's safe."

   "And don't look at the small size of this car, it's quite vigorous in our place, climbing up hills, and it's not afraid to walk on small roads."

   "I have delivered two such couriers in our town this year, and I bought them all."