Song Tan Jishi

   Chapter 248 248. Pumpkin Vine

   Song Tan was really anxious when he asked this question.

   After all, despite Zhao Fangyuan’s repeated assurances, it is the default situation for everyone to build a house beyond the budget and time.

  It is now April, and if the house is not built when the summer heats up in July, then everyone will suffer if they huddle together.

  The person in charge is happy:

   "Girl, how many years have you seen a serious house being built in the village? Are you still worried about this?"

  That's right.

  Song Tan’s only impression of building a house is still in the time when she was building a house and erecting beams at her childhood home, her father took coins and wedding candies together and threw them on the bottom...

   And she was unlucky, and only picked up a dime.

  During that time, Ulan pulled up a simple shed with plastic sheets not far away, with a gas stove underneath, and cooked next to the construction site.

  Now that I think about it, I don’t know whether I’m eating rice or ashes.

   But regardless of whether the memory is bitter or sweet, the yard of this ordinary bungalow at home stretches the timeline very far.

  The kitchen and the dining room next to it were all added later.

  The person in charge handed over the tablet:

"Don't worry, our cooperation with Xiao Zhao is not once or twice. In the past, the foundation would have to be laid for a month. Now? It's planned, and the day is cleared up, and the day is tidied up, digging trenches, pouring reinforcement and pouring concrete-the excavator is a shovel. Going down, isn't it better than people humming and chirping for a long time?"

  He promised: "Don't worry."

   "Three months, she even covered your post-renovation time, right? More than enough!"

   "Even if it takes time to dry the cement concrete in the middle, we won't waste this spare time. There are other tasks to do."

   "Girl, don't worry. If you are anxious, we are also anxious. There is still work waiting for you. If it is not for Xiao Zhao's relationship, I will have to postpone the construction of the house until after the autumn."

  Not in autumn, there are plenty of things to do in autumn.

   What's more, those people living in her family now have to squat in a row by the side of the road to brush their teeth early in the morning. How can they turn around?

The person in charge is in his 40s, and he is not very capable. Now that he has finished his good words, he would like to praise his partner again: "Also, the time Xiao Zhao chose for you is good. Just at the turn of spring and summer, it is neither cold nor not." It's hot and the days are long, working from morning to night."

   "And this season, there is basically no rain here. Even if there is, it rains quickly and quickly, and it stops soon. Basically, the construction period will not be delayed."

  That's right.

  When Song Tan wanted to be lazy picking tea when he was a child, this time period was the most difficult because it never rained.

  Zhang Yanping passed by and listened to it at the moment, and couldn't help being surprised: "How much attention is there to building a house?"

  The foreman became proud: "What's the matter, we are professionals!"

   "Then do you clean up the places where you eat and live?"

   Song Tan confirmed again.

   Their construction site needs a lot of people. If they want to eat at home, Seventh Cousin can't stand it.

   It seems that his body and energy are more than enough, but after all, at such an advanced age, Song Tan can't do this oppressive work. The whole family is like feeding pigs every day, and his appetite is big enough.

   Fortunately, the person in charge said straightforwardly: "You don't have to worry about that, we are used to it, as long as the space is freed up, you can live in whatever you want this day, and someone is responsible for cooking and cleaning."

  Since this is the case, Song Tan is also completely relieved.

   "Well, if you are optimistic about it, let's go here to adjust the water and electricity of the old house first, and we will move now."

  The efficiency of the engineering team is astonishing, and their own side can't hold back.

  …

   Seeing that Song Tan had gone to grandpa's house with the engineering team in a hurry, Seventh Cousin walked around the yard twice, and raised his voice again.

   "Jojo, we're picking vegetables!"

  Since Song Tan asked Aunt Lianhua to bring the old lady in the yard, because she planned to move in the past two days, although she didn't come, the work became more and more efficient.

   So early in the morning, Qiao Qiao didn't have much work to do.

  After taking care of the treasures at home, he followed Xin Jun obediently and went back to his room to learn to form words.

  My sister said that if he behaves well, he will go to the amusement park next time. The amusement park is really fun!

  He must try harder.

   And going to school is really interesting, he can read the words on the amusement park now.

   It's strange to say that although he is silly and loves to play and make trouble, when he sits down, he is quite calm.

   Xin Jun taught him, it was much easier than doing tutoring when he was a tutor.

   After thinking about it for a while, he attributed it to the lack of grade pressure and campus requirements, so he felt happier instead.

  Seeing that Qiao Qiao closed his book and was about to leave, he pointed to the mobile phone beside him:

   "Qiao Qiao, your sister told me that you can live broadcast more, have you not broadcast live recently?"

   This is how Jojo makes money.

   Qiaoqiao just remembered that Teacher Xin Jun has his own student, and he also has a group of students online.

  Although they are relatively stupid and have to learn everything, they will not dislike them.

  That is... he is already a teacher, if the students see that he has made a wrong calculation, will he be ashamed?

  The big man, the small heart, also began to have a lot of troubles.

   But at this moment, he is good at picking vegetables!

  Jojo regained his confidence: "Okay, I'll broadcast live right now."

  He opened the APP familiarly, and then followed Seventh Cousin out the door.

  Xin Jun looked at the time—

have to!

  It's only 8:40 in the morning.

  An anchor who really wants to perform will never choose this unpopular time.

   But Jojo live broadcast...

  Xin Jun already has the mentality of taking care of the cubs in advance, and he can think about it: as long as he is happy.

  Jojo is really happy at the moment.

  Because Seventh Cousin didn’t take him far, but just walked along the courtyard wall, all the way into the ditch behind.

  Mobile phone cameras are not even half-technical, and they just stare at the scenery in front of them.

  The live broadcast room was notified that a dozen or twenty viewers poured in sporadically, and the growth was very slow.

  【Look at what I found, the anchor you follow, grandma, is on the air! 】

  【It's only less than nine o'clock, anchor, I now believe that you really live in the countryside, this schedule is too out of the city. 】

  【The early bird gets the worm, and the early audience has Jojo. 】

  【I’m here to ask again, where’s the big big dog? A lot of money to buy! 】

  【After laying the groundwork for so long, it's time to link up today, right? What can I sell? 】

【that is! What do you want to sell, hurry up, it's not that I don't spend money! 】

  The thin figure of the Seventh Cousin walked ahead, without any tools in his hand:

   "Let's go, tear up all the pumpkin vines in the ditch in the backyard today, and go back to the house. If you don't eat it, it will be a waste."

  (end of this chapter)