Song Tan Jishi

   Oh my god, such a useful thing, why didn't I think of it before? Song Tan was stunned for a moment: If I had known earlier, I don't know how much trouble I would have saved this year.

   But that’s okay, fix it after the dead, buy it today. As for the pulverizer, there are many choices for selling agricultural machinery in the town!

  But before that, Seventh Cousin still has orders:

   "Tan Tan, you are very strong. Go and clean up your old cellar later, and then go down to the bottom to continue this wine jar."

  Of course this old cellar is not dedicated to storing wine, but because the older generation suffered from famine and was unable to buy things at any time due to the limited conditions at that time, so every household has a cellar for storing grain.

  Song Tan still has memories when he was a child, and the cellar is basically used to stack sweet potatoes. And not in the yard, but on the **** next to the back of the house.

But unlike urban fantasy, this cellar is cool and dry, but for children, it is not a sense of happiness full of storage, but grass crawlers (a particularly multi-legged bug) crawling back and forth in the cellar …

  It is true that it is full of shadows.

  Song Tan cleared his throat: "OK!"

   Ulan was a little surprised: "The sweet potato cellar has been useless for more than ten years, cousin, you still remember it!"

   First, the family has not grown so many sweet potatoes for many years. Second, the entrance of the sweet potato cellar is a bit small, and there is no ladder or anything. It is all pulled by the rope, which is only suitable for children or thinner people.

  So after she gave birth to Qiao Qiao and gradually gained weight, she basically didn't go down, and gradually became useless.

   Now that the Seventh Cousin brought it up, she was really surprised.

   "Is there anything I don't know? You married Sancheng or I was in charge of it! Besides, when your father asked someone to dig this cellar, he also asked me to cook."

   Seventh Cousin also sighed.

  Actually, when most people dig this grain cellar, their brothers help them do the work. But in the old Song family, Song Sancheng was not yet married when the cellar was dug, Song Dafang left at a young age, and the family simply didn't have enough labor...

  Song Youde wasted two catties of white flour, caught two fish, and then invited him to make two dishes, by the way, to accompany a guest...

  If you don’t usually use it, you can’t think of it. Now such a good wine, not to mention digging out this sweet potato cellar from memory, even if there is none, the seventh cousin can command and order to dig one now!

  Anyway, no one wants to spoil this good wine.

  …

   After such a toss, Song Sancheng was worried that the sweet potato cellar hadn't been used for many years, and he didn't know what was going on underneath.

   While worrying about his driver's license.

  At the same time, I thought that if Ulan passed him and he didn't, it would be embarrassing to say it! He can't hold back his old face...

  Through his imagination, the tank full of sorghum and rice has been forgotten by him.

   It was Song Tan who expressed regret: "Hey, the time is not right. If Brother Yan Ping is still there, and the group of fishing people are still there, I can buy this on the spot to make a nest, and I can make a fortune."

  She spoke in a very relaxed tone, obviously looking for fun, and Seventh Cousin also laughed at her: "You are taking advantage of money."

   "Don't worry about making nests, this tank is a good thing. Keep it for pigs, chickens and ducks, and you can feed fish."

  Song Tan laughed: "Just feed the fish."

  The young fish fry just put in the pond, they come up with spirits, so why don’t they float in the pond dizzy!

  Everyone was having fun chatting, when suddenly someone shouted outside the door: "Thirty percent, thirty percent!"

  Song Sancheng went out in response, but saw Zhou Maozhu walking into the yard, and was a little embarrassed to see him:

   "You, what... do you and Tantan have time at night? Come to my house and have a meal."

  That's not okay!

  Song Sancheng's first thought was to refuse.

  Who doesn’t want to eat the peach feast, go eat Yangchun noodles!

  Although this metaphor is not appropriate, it is indeed the case in his heart.

  And, well, why should he invite Tan Tan to dinner?

   Whoo!

  Song Sancheng immediately became vigilant, especially when he heard that Mao Zhu's son had returned—don't want to introduce someone to Tan Tan!

  That's not okay!

  Before I heard Zhou Maozhu talk about his son giving gifts, Song Sancheng knew that this kid must have a bad brain! Can't.

  Thoughts were spinning in his head, and Zhou Maozhu could be embarrassed at this point.

  Seeing this, Song Tan hurried over: "Uncle, what's the matter?"

  Zhou Maozhu gritted his teeth and said: "Tan Tan, you are capable and knowledgeable now. I thought my son was a little hairy looking outside. You go to have a meal and give pointers by the way..."

"You said, people who earn a lot and earn a little should be down-to-earth, right? Tianyu has a salary of 10,000 to 20,000 a month, and he has been working for two or three years. live?"

   "He's not happy to let him come back. As long as our two old bones have been squeezed out, we can't make up the down payment. What should we do? What should we do if we don't have a nest?"

  He rubbed his hands awkwardly: "I just thought, you are almost the same age, and he will listen to what you say."

   Poor parents all over the world!

  Song Sancheng couldn't help thinking of what the couple thought when Tan Tan didn't come back—

   Let the children stay in the provincial capital to start a family, and only come back for a day or two during the holidays.

   Just think about it, don't mention how sour your heart is!

  It’s just Qiao Qiao’s situation, calling her back is also a drag. Only then did he hold back, and instead persuaded Song Tan to stay in the provincial capital.

  Although life is getting more and more prosperous nowadays, the bitterness of the previous years cannot be erased by a sentence or two.

   Now, seeing Zhou Maozhu's tangled appearance again, he immediately. I feel the same way.

  Looking at Song Tan again, she also smiled brightly: "Uncle, what's the matter, just say it."

   "Hey, by the way, tell my aunt to stop cooking and come to my house to eat in the evening. Some of the wine I brewed just came out of the cellar in the afternoon. Come and have a drink or two with my dad."

  You ask someone to help you at home, why go to someone else's house for a meal? Besides, things from Song Tan's house are so expensive...

  Zhou Maozhu blushed with shame, and refused again and again, but he didn't hold back Song Sancheng in the end, so he turned around and called for someone.

  As soon as he left, Song Sancheng became downcast:

   "There are not many catties of our wine left..."

  A little bit of this, a little bit of that, now there are only a few dozen catties left.

   "It's okay, Dad."

  Song Tan comforted him: "Next year, we will grow some miscellaneous grains, and then we will have plenty of good wine."

  Besides, the wine is strong enough, this group of people add together, and it is estimated that it will not consume much if they drink it open.

   What's more, this thing is not something to drink every day, it is better to drink a small amount or not at all.

  But Song Tan didn't say that.

  She only persuaded: "When the tea comes out after a while, Uncle Zhou will have to fry the tea for our family. It's not worth buying someone for a drink."

  Especially his family has a young man who can work!

  It’s so hard to struggle in a big city at such a young age, why don’t you go home and help her peel sweet potatoes!

  It doesn’t matter if you have a bad brain, you don’t need a brain to plan sweet potatoes.

Good night. The WeChat keyboard is a little bit easier to use! When I develop my voice skills, maybe I can write more. But not now, my brain can't keep up...

  Hey! Add more success tonight and be in a good mood to sacrifice a sister!

  "The age of a fine young lady, leading a rough man to make a fortune" is in the downfall of the world.

  That's right, it's the familiar Octopus Manifest Maniac Andy!

  Introduction: Once time travelling, Chen An, a well-known surgeon, became a married young lady of the era.

  The husband in name is getting more and more wrong, what should I do?

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  In the first month of meeting, Chen An'an: Husband, let's get a divorce!

  Fu Huaian: Li, leave when I get back from a mission!

  After the three-year mission ended, Chen Anan thought sadly with her big belly—is this marriage still divorced?