Song Tan Jishi

In the dark night, the bright stars are twinkling. Although the roads leading to each village are no longer smooth, for the country people, such night roads are not burdensome.

The siblings led the king all the way forward, and they felt that it was very quiet, and there were insects in the grass.

Qiao Qiao blew out a big bubble with a "pop", which was as big as a fist!

He turned his head in surprise, stared at Bubble with cross-eyed eyes, and called Song Tan to take a look. Even the king came over curiously, and then sniffed it.

"Snapped!"

The bubble burst.

It was stuck on his lips, cheeks, and between his groin again, causing him to rub his hands for a long time before spitting out the remaining gum in frustration.

Song Tan couldn't help laughing!

"By the way, Jojo," she suddenly remembered:

"Didn't you want to buy the bubble gum for Brother Yanping? Why did you take it apart first?"

I only heard Qiao Qiao say confidently: "My brother is not serious about his work, so he can't give you a lot. You can only reward him if he is faster than me tomorrow."

Song Tan: ...

Then this piece of bubble gum is too precious.

…

Zhang Yanping probably hasn't eaten such a piece of bubble gum for a decade or two.

Thinking of him studying hard in the cold window, with thousands of troops, graduating from 211... Now he came to the mountains to be a farmer just for such a piece of bubble gum.

His uncle Song Sancheng waved a hoe in front, and the hardened muddy ground looked like a shortbread, and it was like a ditch.

Look at myself again, although I followed the other side, but I only opened a one-meter ditch, and my uncle pointed out that the ditch was not deep enough... The other side dug out ten meters!

He couldn't bear it anymore and made a video call to his own mother:

"Mom, look at me, you look at what your son is doing now, do you feel distressed?"

However, the real mother is worthy of being a real mother, only to hear Wu Fang's pleasantly surprised "Oh!"——

"Son, it's really helpful to ask you to go to the village. You can see that your skin is also fair, and the dark circles under your eyes have disappeared!"

How can this be?

Zhang Yanping didn't believe it.

Although he did a lot of work during the day and didn't have much entertainment at night, he did go to bed early and the food was delicious... But this couldn't hide the fact that today was the morning of his third day in the countryside.

Zhang Yanping turned the camera around and looked at himself:

Oh, it's all because my phone is too good, and now the video also has a beauty effect.

He said speechlessly, "Mom, this is a phone beauty."

"What kind of beauty?" Wu Fang glanced at him: "When you used to be beautiful, the color under your eyes was different, black and blue."

"It's strange that no one in the whole wholesale market is willing to introduce you to a partner. It depends on you, a child. If you don't work, you have no future, and you are worthless!"

It can be described as an all-round attack.

It seemed that someone came to wholesale fruit in front, and she soon became impatient, so she said perfunctorily: "Son, do a good job, ask your aunt to cook more delicious food for you, look at your bastard..."

"Beep—" the video hung up.

Zhang Yanping had nowhere to ask for help, and when she turned her head at this moment, she saw that her uncle had opened a large ditch again!

He had no choice but to pick up the hoe resignedly, and then drove to the side.

Look at the pile of golden cherry seeds piled up next to the tree. The root system of this thing is very developed, with many long fibrous roots, so it is more convenient to dig a ditch than dig a hole.

Zhang Yan said calmly: I knew that I would have to plant these flower seedlings by myself, so he would have to recommend my cousin to use that kind of net with iron thorns!

Then look at the taciturn uncle next to him, only holding a big hammer, using those thick branches as pillars, ramming them into the ground to support the seine...

He looked at the soft flesh on his arms and legs, and thought: If I had known earlier, I might as well have pulled grass!

…

It's almost time for Zi Yunying.

At this moment, there are buds in several flower fields that are about to bloom.

It is no problem to open a few flowers and eat them together with stir-fried vegetables. If there are too many dishes, the dishes will be old and can no longer be sold.

However, this time was also within Song Tan's estimate, so she didn't panic, but picked an extra fifty catties this morning.

When we arrived at the vegetable market, the aunts surrounded us.

I heard Qiao Qiao seriously say: "There will be no more soon, everyone wants pickles to make pickles, let's start preparing now."

Ouch!

As the temperature gradually increased, everyone guessed that this zi vetch had been eaten for a while, and they were not sad when they heard the words, but asked: "What are you selling next?"

To be honest, I eat this as a vegetable at home every day, not because I am tired, but because I always want to try something else.

Song Tan thought for a while: "The cabbage grows fast, let's sell the cabbage in half a month, and how long can Zi Yunying be sold for the rest of the time."

When the group of zi vetch buyers left one after another, the vegetable vendor next door looked at the cucumbers and tomatoes that were also bought from his stall, and sighed at this moment:

"Thanks to your single variety, otherwise our entire vegetable market would be a foil."

"How can you say that?"

Song Tan disagreed: "How many vegetables can I grow by myself? They can't buy them anymore, don't they have to buy yours?"

Hey! this girl.

The vegetable dealer thought that you might as well not explain it.

But at the corner, a few middle-aged men were looking this way, pointing and probing their brains.

He couldn't help becoming vigilant: "I know the old man at the front. He bought your vegetables. What do those people behind you do?"

Song Tan took a look, but didn't recognize him.

At this moment, he looked at the empty basket: "Maybe he came to buy vegetables too."

"Oh," she said half-happily and half-worriedly, "I still haven't prepared enough stock today."

The greengrocer's eyes almost rolled to the sky: Once you brought a few baskets of grass over, if you didn't know it, you would think that everyone had pastures!

As he was talking, he saw a few middle-aged men sneaking up to her.

"Is it this one?"

"It's her! There's a lot of good stuff in hand!"

"too expensive……"

"You can't help it, you can't forget it after taking a sip..."

A few people stood there, tangled and painful, hesitating and hesitating, and didn't make up their minds to ask for a long time——

It's really a price of one thousand yuan and one tael, which is too high!

In the end, it was Lao Sun who took the lead:

"Girl, are you still selling?"

Song Tan remembered that he bought the tea yesterday—as expected, his tea was worth a high price!

Look, isn't this coming collectively?

She also smiled and said, "It's for sale."

However, before everyone got excited, he added another sentence: "Now we won't sell them loosely, one pair or one pair will not work."

Everyone trembled for a moment—one tael for one thousand yuan and one catty for ten thousand yuan don't sound like the same thing!

It's a price that scares their pensions.

Hey hey, let's take a look: the water meter checker is on the way!

besides!