Song Tan Jishi

  At this moment, Zhang Yanping placed the cage firmly, and then looked at his watch:

   "It's half past three, everyone, choose a place carefully, I won't participate."

   Now I can sleep for two and a half hours when I go back, so I can't delay.

   "However, we have dinner at six o'clock in the morning, and each person will be provided with a bowl of porridge and two steamed buns for free. If you continue, you will have to pay more."

   "I have posted the specific price in the group, and I will send it to you when the time comes."

"Hahaha…"

  Hearing this, a group of elders laughed:

   "Enough is enough, we brought our own food. You said, you still manage two meals, what are you trying to do?"

  Zhang Yanping chuckled: "Everyone will find out in the daytime."

   As he spoke, he couldn't help stretching.

That…

   "Everyone, get busy. I see that your equipment is quite complete. I'll go back to sleep first, and call if I have something to do."

  He spoke bluntly, and he left bluntly, leaving behind a group of old men who were looking for fish mouths, and those who made nests. Some are slowly adjusting their fishing rods, and then pouring out the good bait they have prepared with their own money.

   "What do you think this young man is up to?"

  The men chatted.

   "What can you draw?" The man who was throwing the hook not far away said:

   "It is estimated that I want to be a farmhouse, first to make a name for myself, and to make money at a loss."

   "Don't say it, although the road is difficult, I think the air is really good, and people feel comfortable coming here. It's okay to do farmhouse entertainment, and go out for a day during the holidays."

   "It's just a black light, and I didn't see any scenery."

   "What kind of scenery does the farmhouse want? Just take the children out for a stroll or two, so that they can also see the scenery of the countryside, mainly because of this fish pond—"

   "I don't believe it anymore. It's just an ordinary fish pond, but there are so many harvests?"

   "Hey, tell me, if I catch a 10-20 catty fish today, the boss won't hold it back, will he?"

   Everyone said, laughing cheerfully together—

  How about the ten old men, how can they buy and sell by force?

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   Fisherman, never admit that he will lose to the Air Force!

   Everyone slowly looked at their positions, and then gradually dispersed.

  They are veterans of fishing. Now they are wearing earphones and playing audiobooks on their mobile phones, as if they are already immersed in the sparkling water under the moonlight.

   And Zhang Yanping returned to the room without making a sound. Now he took off his clothes and fell asleep again.

  Early in the morning, Lao Song's house returned to its usual bustle.

  Actually, since the watermelon seedlings were started, their family has not been particularly busy.

   It's just that during this period of time, I slept soundly and woke up quickly in the morning. There is no need to rush at six o'clock, everyone is up.

  Hearing the sound from the room in front, the baby pig in the back mountain also began to whine.

"This guy!"

  Song Sancheng couldn't help showing a satisfied smile when he heard the voice across the yard:

   Qiao Qiao even added two extra meals a day, why doesn't it seem like he doesn't have enough to eat?

  He asked curiously: "Qiao Qiao, Daddy will help you feed the pigs today."

  However, Qiao Qiao refused: "No, no! I'm going! You are not allowed to go! That is Qiao Qiao's job!"

   "Okay, okay, you go, you go..."

  Song Sancheng didn't force it: "Then you have to be serious in class from today on."

  Yesterday, when Xin Jun made such a suggestion, Ulan had already found someone to help wash the pots and dishes that night.

   No, the other party rushed over early in the morning.

   It was an aunt who looked about forty or fifty years old. Her hair was a little gray, but it was neatly combed.

  There was a refreshing smile on the whole face, before the person arrived, the voice came first: "Oh, I'm not late."

   As he said this, he rushed to the stove and squeezed out the seat of Seventh Cousin.

  She laughed: "Uncle, you see that this pays me wages, why do you still work on your own? Don't you mean to make me unhappy with the money? I will do it."

   Seventh Cousin: …

  The little old man will enjoy it, now let go:

   "Okay, Lianhua, if you are willing to take the salary of washing pots and dishes and helping me cook porridge, then I will naturally have nothing to say."

  The aunt named Lianhua was originally named Zhang Lianhua. The man in the family works outside the home all year round, and her son and daughter are also on the go. She is at home alone and has to take care of a paralyzed old lady.

   To be honest, her temper is not very good, and sometimes she can be heard swearing at the door and her mother-in-law pulling her pants from a distance.

  But Ulan thought of him immediately.

   "Don't look at your Aunt Lianhua screaming fiercely, but she actually has a good heart!"

   "There was no filial son in front of the sick bed for a long time, and her mother-in-law has been paralyzed for five years, and she is still alive and well. This is her character."

  Paralyzed people stay in bed for a long time, scrub and turn over, defecate and pee, feed water and feed... This is not an easy job.

   If it is slightly out of place, bedsores will grow.

  But Zhang Lianhua has been clean for so many years. Although her old lady's room also has a little peculiar smell, it is generally considered to be very good.

  Besides, Zhang Lianhua can work hard, and Ulan said at that time that she wanted a tea picker. If she hadn't been delayed by the old lady at home, she would have come here early.

  Speaking of this, Song Tan was a little surprised—

   Serving the mother-in-law can serve this way, and there are not many sons who can do it.

  If this is really the case, Aunt Lianhua is really amazing.

"only…"

   "Mom, you also said that Aunt Lianhua still has to serve the elderly. Wouldn't it be too hard for her to do this job?"

  Ulan gritted his teeth when he mentioned this:

   "People have to make money."

"Your Aunt Lianhua, his man said that he was working outside, and when he came back from the same village, people said that he found another woman over there. very."

   "He had a good idea. The old mother who was paralyzed at home was left to your Aunt Lianhua to take care of, and she was working outside, so what can Lianhua do if she doesn't earn more money?"

  Song Tan is in a bit of a mood anyway, so he won't be dumbfounded by this kind of thing, but...

  Understanding is understanding, should you be aggrieved or aggrieved:

   "Then what is Aunt Lianhua drawing?"

  What does Aunt Lianhua want?

  She broke her leg in an accident the year she first got married. The man didn't care about it, and she relied on her mother-in-law to take care of her at home. She took care of her for three full months.

  Aunt Lianhua also spoke openly:

   "Anyway, the man won't return. It's the same with him or without him. I'll live with the old lady."

   "When I send the old lady away, I'm getting old, and the old lady gave me all the house and land, and it was our little party secretary who helped me when I took office."

   "Before..." she snorted. In the past, people in the village paid attention to men and women, and they paid attention to men who were not as good as pigs and dogs, and they kept pushing back and forth.

   But Aunt Lianhua, the owner of the house, doesn’t have to worry about it. Saving more money is the most important thing.