Don't look at it as just two small bags of tea. Calculated at 50,000 pounds, these two small bags are probably worth 1,800 yuan!
As for not leaking the address or anything... Oh my God! They originally wanted to hide the good things, but now that the Old Song family has done this again, they will have to keep this secret in their hearts for the rest of their lives!
The two nodded repeatedly, but for a moment they didn't know what to say.
But Wulan had already bid farewell to the two of them happily. Ten packs of this tea were placed in Taotaobao's store and the store on the live streaming platform every day. The same IP could only grab one order per month, so she just took it without any trouble.
Be specific about what money is and isn’t.
After all, today is different from the past. You have to wear a coat that costs thousands of dollars during the New Year. You have to eat and drink every day, so why are you worrying about money? In this life, you should strive and enjoy.
Of course, she couldn't sum up this kind of free and easy mentality. She just did it subconsciously. After doing it, she saw Lu Chuan standing on the corridor looking at her, and then laughed:
"Auntie, the tea you just sent was so right! Uncle can't compare to me in this regard."
Wulan was instantly proud: "That's right! Tantan's father is only stupid and generous, and he is also particular about giving things, but he can't!"
After saying that, he was confident and went into the house with his head held high.
As soon as he entered the house, Lu Chuan turned around and saw Song Sancheng coming back at the door carrying a knife of yellow paper. He couldn't help but be startled:
"Uncle, you..." He came to his senses mid-sentence: "It's going to be burned during the Qingming Festival, right?"
Song Sancheng said with a smile: "Yes, we here are rushing to burn before the Qingming Festival. It only takes two days. Your aunt said that she would come back tomorrow and we would burn some for Tantan, her great-grandfather and the others.
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He doesn't mention Song Dafang's affairs at all now. If he loves Hui Hui, he won't bring him down. Anyway, it's impossible for their family to take care of the food.
But Song Hongmei was coming back. Her son was getting older and it was time to prepare for finding a partner. She thought the girl from her workplace was quite suitable. She came back to burn some paper for her ancestors, and she just didn't have to face too many setbacks if she succeeded.
Mainly a random worship service.
However, Song Sancheng thought for a while and added: "It's been a few generations. You young people don't have to go if you don't want to go. I mainly go with her aunt and his grandfather."
He didn't mean to be polite, but the local customs were like this. Even up to my great-great-grandfather's generation, there was no need for Song Tan and Qiao Qiao to go.
Lu Chuan naturally knew this rule. After all, Lu Jing's hometown is in Ningcheng, which is the same province as Yuncheng. At this moment, he laughed: "Then I listen to Tan Tan."
Song Sancheng could only be happy that his son-in-law was so obedient: "I heard that other places have youth leagues and other activities during Qingming Festival. We don't have such rules here. If you want to eat, ask your seventh cousin to make it for you!"
We had eaten Qingtuan last time, mugwort cakes and wormwood steamed buns, which were delicious for everyone. Lu Chuan thought for a while: "I'll make some milkshake with milk tomorrow. Use mugwort juice and dough to roll it into a thin layer.
Get it up and make it into puffs for everyone to try."
This is another foreign thing that Song Sancheng has never eaten before. He nodded happily: "Okay!"
However, Lu Jing heard about this during dinner in the evening and quickly told her son: "Don't make the puffs too sweet. I have to control my weight."
Farming is busy here, so she couldn't organize a dance team in the evening. She hasn't exercised for a long time, so she can't relax!
Ulan was a little hesitant: "Then do you want to take the time to go back to your hometown and take a look? I can help look after the B&B."
Lu Jing shook her head instantly: "No, no, there's no one in my hometown."
How could there be no one? Her parents left early, but she didn't live a good life even when they were still alive. Two sisters at the top and a brother at the bottom - what are they saying on the Internet now?
Oh, a Yaozu.
Anyway, it is the most normal kind of extremely patriarchal relationship. Both sisters voluntarily married off to give their brother a bicycle in exchange for a bride price. When it was her turn, she had to give Yaozu another piece of money to build a house...
In short, Lu Jing's character looks lively and lively. In fact, there is no ambiguity at all when there should be no ambiguity at all. If you want to talk about the tenderness of childhood...
She doesn't care at all!
Anyway, I won’t come back.
Now she is only thinking: "I wonder if the stuffing of the green dough-wrapped puffs is delicious? If it is delicious, I will learn from it and put it in the B&B tomorrow."
Lu Chuan responded: "Then let's make it together tomorrow. I just want my aunt to take some back to try."
Wulan waved his hand: "You don't need to prepare your aunt's share...she will definitely not bring it, just give it a try."
By the way, he also asked Song Tan and Qiao Qiao: "Tomorrow you two will help my aunt carry the bag and put some vegetables in it... Can you still dig out tender bamboo shoots this year? If so, put them in a sack too."
Being so busy all year round, except for the holidays, Wu Lanxin said that she and Song Dafang had a falling out, so she had to make her children and aunt happy, and for no other reason than to coax the old man and the old lady to be happy!
"Okay." Song Tan nodded: "I'll dig bamboo shoots tomorrow."
Lu Chuan also said, "I'll go."
"Don't!" Everyone at the table was stopping him: "You have tender hands, so you can make snacks at home very well. Tantan is energetic. The bamboo forest is right at the door. You can dig a sack with a hoe at will. You won't be tired."
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"That's right!" Ulan looked at him with distress: "There are mosquitoes and insects in the bamboo forest, just go and do it for Tantan Qiaoqiao, they are both very strong."
Lu Chuan hesitated for a moment, then tried his best to say: "Actually, I am quite strong, and I wear gloves..."
"Look, look!" Ulan said to him: "It's just a sack of bamboo shoots, what kind of gloves are you wearing?"
Lu Chuan paused, but couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled.
Forget it, it's fine to rely on your face to make a living, he should get used to it gradually.
Instead, Qiaoqiao asked: "Can I dig it with my sister, and then draw the results for everyone?"
"You are addicted to lottery draws!" Ulan looked at him: "Why do you need to draw draws again?"
Qiaoqiao became proud: "Because the money from the previous live broadcasts has been deposited into the card, which is tens of thousands!"
They were all given by everyone, and the big ones were nothing. They were all accumulated from one yuan to ten cents. After receiving this "salary", Qiao Qiao also wanted to treat the children to something to eat.
"Okay." Song Tan agreed to him first: "Brother Yanping, please make a notice tonight."
"Qiao Qiao, tomorrow I will dig fifty bamboo shoots for the lottery, pack them myself, and pay for the express delivery myself, okay?"
Qiao Qiao nodded fiercely: "I have money!"
Zhang Yanping laughed: "Okay! There are more and more fans in the live broadcast room. The last time I called for grass eating, and the Chinese Merganser live broadcast, many new fans came. It would be good to draw a prize."
This year, Song Tan did not wait for the money to be used. He did not continue to produce bamboo shoots. The number of bamboo shoots was normal. Digging a hundred and eighty bamboo shoots was not a big problem.