Song Tan Jishi

  Chapter 269 269. Sesame leaf confused face

  The night fell, and the village gradually ignited the smoke.

  In this slow-paced old village, the middle-aged and elderly left behind are still familiar with the slow pace of the past. The younger ones still use gas stoves, while the older ones still use earthen stoves.

  Therefore, every meal time, the fireworks of each family will rise, accompanied by the orchid-filled night in the dark, making the whole person quiet from the inside to the outside.

   But... Serenity obviously didn't include Song Sam Sung.

  He took Qiao Qiao to **** through a long piece of land today, seeing the child seriously planting the corn and sorghum according to his own ideas, and then came back with the hoe.

  During the period, I deliberately went around home and looked at my old house.

   This house has been with him for 20 years, a full 20 years!

  The white paint on the wall was repainted 6 years ago. Two pieces of asbestos tiles on the top of the head were blown off by strong winds three years ago and then temporarily replaced. The restaurant and kitchen on the left were slowly adjusted and expanded later.

  In the utility shed, his various tools and fishing rods were piled up before.

   And now…

  He threw the towel into the water in the yard and twisted it, then wiped his sweat:

   "Building a house is a big deal now!"

   There was both surprise and anticipation in the loud voice: "It's only been a long time, and the house is in pieces. All the bricks, tiles and cement blocks have been piled aside with the shovel of a forklift."

   "The cement layer on the ground is also very thin, and the soil underneath can be seen."

  “When I came back, they were still busy. They were taking lime and spreading lines, saying that they would open the foundation and trenches according to this tomorrow—amazing, amazing! The foundation will be laid tomorrow! It’s so fast!”

  Ulan is also full of expectations.

   Everyone has read the design drawings given by Zhao Fangyuan, and also the 3D renderings. But rural people pay attention to seeing is believing. No matter how good your drawings are, no one can tell what it will look like.

  But at this moment, seeing the current progress of the project, the couple sincerely look forward to the presentation of the renderings.

   "You said that if this is completed, won't we be the first villa in the village? It's still a big villa!

   "What do you know?"

  Song Sancheng said eloquently: "This is called a Chinese garden!"

   "What garden? There are small bridges and flowing water in other people's gardens. It's good for you. At most, there is a large pond on the edge of the yard. Why don't you raise a few more fish, and wait to raise mosquitoes in summer!"

  Song Youde was not happy to see his son behave like this.

   But Wang Lifen was a little embarrassed to say: "Isn't our yard going to be reorganized by then? Why? Don't do that gaudy stuff, I can't handle it."

  The age of their house might be even older than Song Sancheng. Song Tan had already asked Zhao Fangyuan to draw a picture, and now he made a decision:

   "Grandma, don't worry, I'll take care of it for you!"

  Wang Lifen laughed: "Worrying is to make you worry, who told my granddaughter to be capable! You can't do it if you pay for it."

   "Building a house for us is the task of your father and your uncle. Our old couple also have some savings."

   "I'm thinking, the old couple will take out 40,000 yuan, and the brothers will make up for it, so we can just renovate the house."

   "That's the truth."

   Now, Song Youde, who loves to show off, agrees.

  The granddaughter bought a small electric car, which is the granddaughter's filial piety. But the house needs to be paid by his granddaughter, so what's the use of raising these two big boys?

   What's more, they live as a couple, what kind of garden do they want? It is to build a bright main room, change the layout of the bedroom, and install a toilet—it is a bit difficult to squat down to go to the toilet when you are old.

   There is also a bathroom, which should be warmer.

  Reinstall the window glass—the current glass is still an old mahogany painted glass window with small lattice, dim and dark, patched and patched, not bright.

  The adobe house next to it had to be demolished and rebuilt as a small warehouse.

  Song Youde calculated several times at night, and even asked the engineering team about the price of materials—the cost of materials will not cost much.

  Although the eldest son often cries for being poor, Song Youde is not a fool with how much money he has in the urban area.

   Don’t say too much, ten thousand yuan can always do it, right?

  He hasn't counted on the children for so many years, and he just wants to live in a comfortable house when it's time to come.

  The youngest son has raised a good daughter. He didn’t dare to speak up before, but now seeing the child’s life getting better, he made up his mind—

  Speaking of which, he still took advantage of Tan Tan.

  —The salary of this engineering team is quite a lot!

  Song Youde has actually discussed with Wang Lifen that after a hundred years, Qian Han’s three children will be divided equally, and the old house will be given to Tan Tan and Qiao Qiao.

  Give it to Tan Tan, because they know the child is good.

  Give it to Jojo because they love their children.

  For Song Youde, who wanted to distribute all the family property to the eldest son and grandson according to the rules, this was already the biggest breakthrough he had ever made.

  As for the two brothers...it should be shared if they build a house for their parents!

   If the two of them don’t work or work hard, the family will get 8,000 yuan, and their tribute money will not be needed in the next few years.

   The couple has land and hands, and they can't go hungry.

  As for furniture and home appliances—ah, Song Youde himself knows how to do simple carpentry, not to mention, he can do everything from beds, tables, chairs and benches!

  Electrical appliances, install an air conditioner, and the old TV can still be watched, that’s all.

  Song Tan didn't stop him either.

  The rules in the village are like this. When the son is divided into the family property, he must be filial.

  She thought about it, but she didn't say that she would arrange the furniture and electrical appliances by herself—it would definitely not be agreed.

   Anyway, let’s do it first, and she will plan ahead.

   We will get together later to discuss the family affairs, while Qi Cousin starts to pour oil into the pot, pour a large bowl of chopped green onion into it and stir-fry. When the stir-fry is browned and fragrant, add a bowl of flour!

  Only the whole pan was filled with yellow and sticky green onions, and then it was served.

  The scallions are from the vegetable field, and the overbearing and tangy aroma hits us at this moment, and everyone swallowed subconsciously—

   That is to say, why is it not worth twenty if it is so fragrant?

   Fortunately, the attractive smell did not linger for a long time. Soon, the pot was scrubbed and oil was poured in again, then **** and garlic cloves were added, and stir-fried again.

  Grandma Seven poured in the blanched black and green sesame leaves, and Cousin Seven quickly threw away the bean sprouts.

   After thinking about it, after all, they are all a group of people who do real work, and those who eat only vegetarians are not hungry.

  So I put the diced pork belly that had been fried in a large bowl on the side, and the crispy yellow pork belly was also put in, and then fried.

   When everyone was so fragrant that they couldn't sit still, he added a few ladles of water, and then threw a large amount of freshly rolled noodles into it.

  The oil was heated in another pan, and the eggs started to fry after crackling, and then the peanuts were fried in a bowl and smashed into half-broken granules.

  Several pots were moved at the same time, and Qi Cousin's expression was still unhurried, his hands were busy but not chaotic, and the demeanor of a chef was really obvious.

   Qiao Qiao was clapping hands beside him, already breaking out in a hot sweat.

   When the noodles in the pot started to stick, Seven Cousin also mixed in the scallion paste that was fried in hot oil flour earlier.

  A large bowl of noodles with sesame leaves, sprinkle some crushed peanuts on top, add some fragrant chili oil, and finally add a browned and fragrant egg on the edge...

  Dinner, let's start!

   Sesame leaf muddled noodles! ! I really want to eat woo woo woo...

   Now every household in our village is squatting (hard rules hahaha I like it!), and tap water has been used a few years ago. Although the mountain village is poor, the things that should be developed are also developing.

   Good night babies.

  (end of this chapter)