Song Tan Jishi

  Chapter 545 545. Do you want to save seeds?

  People in the room gobbled it up, and quickly ate up the watermelon in the basin, and only then did they have the time to stretch their claws to the water chestnut on the side.

  Fortunately, this thing has a shell, so there are always two more processes to eat, which prevents everyone from filling their stomachs too full all at once.

  For that matter, the Seventh Cousin came to the living room to collect the most handy big basin he used while cooking, and saw that the trash can was almost filled with water chestnut shells and watermelon rinds.

  He couldn't help being stunned: "You eat so much now, do I have to cook less for lunch later?"

  Bringing up lunch, everyone regained their energy.

   But the spirit belongs to the spirit, but the stomach does not recognize it!

  Looking at the water chestnut in my hand now, I want to eat it and blame it for taking up my stomach, what a dilemma!

  However, Seventh Cousin has always been in charge of the kitchen, so he doesn't need to listen to any opinions. Now he has made arrangements for himself:

   "It just so happens that I haven't cooked yet, why don't I have cold noodles for lunch."

He made some calculations: "I still have a pot of bean sprouts that were distributed yesterday. Later, I will go to the vegetable garden to pick some cucumbers and grate them, then serve them with green pepper beef sauce, and fry a few eggs... let's drink white fungus soup for soup." ,well!"

  He looked reluctantly: "... let's make do with it."

  Professor Song and others:…

  If this kind of life is called making do, then they can make do for a lifetime!

  However, in the eyes of Seventh Cousin, this kind of thing that does not require technology at all is really passable. As for tomorrow's food, he has a new idea——

"Tan Tan, if you have nothing to do tonight, let's grind some tofu. We'll make a ground cage at night. Tomorrow crucian carp stewed tofu and mapo tofu. I'll mix some fermented bean curd—duck egg yolk pressed garlic, are you used to it? ? If I’m used to eating, I’ll suppress it a bit.”

Gosh! !

   What kind of fairy day is this? The master and apprentice were too happy to speak.

  Until Ulan called Song Tan:

   "Tan Tan, you go to the canteen, I told them before, and I will help you exchange five thousand dollars back."

  Song Tan was stunned: "Why do you want this money?"

Ulan was recycling the hard-dried bed sheets: "You asked Mrs. Li and the others to deal with the golden cherry seeds before, but the money hasn't been paid yet... It also made me forget that they are old and don't play well with their mobile phones. Cash...there is only 300 yuan left at home, and I think I should prepare more."

  Actually, I used to keep it at home, and occasionally I could use it for a small card as a gift, but a while ago, I spent all the money to hire someone to pick peaches.

   No, I heard that someone went to the bank early in the morning, and I specially entrusted this matter.

  Song Tan responded: "Then I will transfer money to others later?"

"OK!"

  It's only five thousand yuan, and Ulan, who has changed his pattern, doesn't take it seriously now. After thinking about it, she called to her again: "Wait a minute... You ask your dad to pack a pot of water chestnut and take it there."

   The water chestnuts in the pond are not too much, but not too much. Anyway, I don’t plan to sell them for money, so let’s eat them all as snacks. Song Tan wasn't stingy to this extent, and now he agreed quickly, and walked to the canteen with the basin in his hand.

  The commissary is still some distance away from home, and it takes more than ten minutes to walk, but Wulan has realized now that her son and daughter are not afraid of the sun, so they are more agile.

  But Song Sancheng was already impatient with picking water chestnuts, and stood up very actively at this moment: "I'll go by motorcycle! It's too hot here."

   "Pick your water chestnuts, who is like you, foolishly doing so many at once."

  Song Sancheng:…

  He had no choice but to sit down again depressed.

  …

   And here, Song Tan came to the canteen.

  It is said to be a canteen, but it is actually completely different from the canteens that can be seen everywhere in the city. This place is pitifully small, and there is a pitiful lack of variety of things, but you can find a lot of childhood memories.

  It's a pity that there are many snacks that are hard to find in urban areas, and now the family doesn't like to eat them.

   "Aunt Wang, my mother asked me to exchange five thousand dollars."

  Song Tan pushed open the glass door, and the woman in the room who was watching TV stood up immediately:

   "Ah! Tan Tan? What a rare visitor... It's been a while since you came back? I haven't seen you walking around in the village... Look at your skin, how white it is at home!"

  Song Tan thought to himself: I don’t walk around the village very much, because I always drive when I go out, or go to the mountains to move around.

   But at this time she just smiled: "My mother has a good inheritance."

Aunt Wang nodded seriously: "Your mother is enjoying the blessings now, and the daughters here are all around. You have grown a name in farming...Look at her, she is not stressed now, her skin is white and rosy, she is so energetic !"

   "Your dad, too, went out and looked younger."

  Song Tan giggled: "Yes, I must have been out of town before, and they were worried about it! Come on, Aunt Wang, this water chestnut my dad just picked up this morning, I'll bring you a pot."

   "Ah Yo!"

  Aunt Wang opened the drawer, pointed at the cash in her hand, and said in surprise: "It's amazing! It's been half a year since you've been home? This is the first time I've eaten from your family."

   At the beginning, when the villagers were hired to work, they also included meals. Later, Song Tan and his family grew more and more, so they directly raised the price without including meals.

  At most, everyone knew what was planted in the field when they were chatting, but they didn't know whether it was the old Song family who was lonely, or the young people couldn't do things. Half a year had passed, and everyone hadn't tasted a single bean.

   is rare, too!

  People in the village, for example, which planted watermelons in their fields, must give one or two to their relatives and friends to taste. If it doesn't work, to put it mildly, it is possible to go directly to the field to pick it.

  Even if you don’t give it away, you have to ask someone to work. Before you leave, you should carry a bagful of peaches or carry two watermelons back. This is what it should be.

  Living in the village, people don't talk about economic value, but talk about human relations and rural character.

   It's not that Song Tan doesn't know what to do, but the question is, if the smell of his home's food is released early in the morning, the folks in the village will come back to change the vegetable seedlings, agree or disagree?

  After the change, the family is still far inferior, so what should I say?

   What's more, is there someone who is jealous and sabotage?

   Not to mention anything else, it is absolutely impossible for their buns to be so easy, or the price must be raised even higher.

  But now...

   "Aunt Wang, it's my fault too."

"My mother said at the beginning that she would give it to everyone. But you also know that our family invested all the money in order to grow this little land, and the peaches and watermelons were bought by others, and the car that pulls watermelons is still returned every day. If we come at a fixed point, we feel that the output is not enough, and we are really embarrassed to send it out..."

  She blamed herself half-truthfully, turned her head and took the five thousand dollars and asked again:

   "Oh, by the way, Aunt Wang, my mother asked me to ask, our family's vegetables are growing very well this year, do you want to keep the seeds? If so, she will keep more."

Good night.

   This plot was set early in the morning, and it was finally written. Living in the village, your family grows something that others don’t have, even if you are polite, you have to ask if you want to taste it... Relatives and friends always have to give some, this is a unique human relationship in the village.

   People who are used to living in the city may not adapt, but he is also true.

   It has been half a year since Tan Tan came back, and after the new year, the whole village will slowly begin to change.

  (end of this chapter)