"I was young in school and could still fight. After working, my physical fitness was not as good as before. I always felt tired when I was on set. Later I went to practice boxing."
"If I control my diet again, won't I lose weight again? Isn't my figure now well-proportioned?"
It must be very well-proportioned.
Song Tan seemed to understand something.
Zhao Fangyuan looked at his own father again:
"My dad went over to see me and happened to see me hitting a sandbag in the living room. He felt that I was bullied at the company and was depressed and twisted, and had a psychological problem, so he quickly called me back."
He said really helplessly: "Now I take orders online."
The vegetable seller was not convinced: "My dear, don't show off, no one will laugh at you. You were so quiet before, but you still cry after killing a chicken!"
"Now take a boxing glove and bang it there, with such fierceness on your face, I'm afraid you might go astray..."
Zhao Fangyuan complained helplessly: "I cried when I was killing a chicken, because when I was five years old, when you chopped off the chicken head, the chicken head flew into my face!"
The vegetable seller fell silent for a moment.
Only Song Tan looked around, and then curiously asked: "Why do you have to chop off the head to kill a chicken? Cut the neck and let the chicken blood come out!"
At this time, not only the vegetable seller, but also Zhao Fangyuan's eyes widened:
"Isn't it beheading?"
Song Tan:......
Come on, look, this girl doesn’t look depressed. She feels quite comfortable. Now let’s change the topic:
"Then I'll take a look at your past cases first. If you're okay, why don't you come back with me to check out the environment?"
"Okay."
The girl pointed to her small battery: "I will stay for two days to check out the environment. Please wait for me while I go back and pack some belongings."
"etc!"
The vegetable seller on the side was not happy: "Who is this person? You have to go back to your hometown with him once you meet him. How dangerous it is!"
Zhao Fangyuan looked at him helplessly: "You were drunk two days ago, and you said you had a brother who liked you at the vegetable market. Is it this young lady?"
"If so, someone would charge thousands of dollars just for selling vegetables. What is she trying to do by dragging me back?"
This girl's character is so appealing to Song Tan!
She also laughed: "Don't worry, don't worry, you can take your time to pack up. I still have some dishes that haven't been sold out."
"What kind of food is it? If it doesn't work, give it to my dad. Your food tastes really good, and you won't forget it after you take one bite."
But the vegetable seller shook his head wildly: "No, no, your mother doesn't eat coriander. If I buy so much, she will tell me when I get back."
coriander?
Zhao Fangyuan looked at the basket:
"It's so simple. It's okay."
She took out her mobile phone: "Hey, Pengzi... Didn't you say that your dad has a bad appetite... He won't eat the beef meatballs with coriander... I know your dad loves this. Hurry to the big market by the river, this coriander shop
Jue Juezi! Eat one less thing that your own conscience can’t live with..."
"Is twenty yuan and three taels expensive? It's not expensive!"
"...Is there anything bad about the things I've certified? Hurry up, come over and grab it and that's it!"
After hanging up the phone, she smiled at the stunned vegetable vendor and Song Tan: "My friend will come over later to buy coriander. You can sell it to him. I'll go home and pack my things first."
"By the way, if you go back early, can you include lunch?"
Only the vegetable seller was left with tears streaming down his face in the warm spring sun:
"I've been selling vegetables for decades, why doesn't she find me customers?"
Song Tan took a look at the dishes on his stall and said sincerely: "Maybe your dishes look too ordinary."
Zhao Fangyuan is indeed very resolute.
Here, Xiangcai was just taken away by someone on a bicycle, and here she came again carrying a bag and riding an electric bicycle.
It was a simple mountaineering bag, round and stuffed, and she carried it easily in her hand, as if it weighed nothing at all.
Under the vegetable seller's earnest instructions, the two equally agile people looked at each other and quickly got into the car.
As the car drove on the road, Zhao Fangyuan finally couldn't help but ask: "Your food is so delicious, you must be very full after every meal, right?"
Songtan paused for a moment.
Nowadays, the food is just fine, but she is still a little uncomfortable with the staple food. Her daily food intake can only be said to be barely normal.
Of course, in today's food atmosphere of three bowls per person, this normality seems a bit pitiful.
But Zhao Fangyuan on the side sighed sadly:
"I'm prone to obesity! If your food is too delicious, I'm really afraid that I won't be able to leave and gain more than 20 pounds again."
From what I hear, it’s not enough to stay for only two days. Do you want to stay for a few more days?
Song Tan was a little surprised: "Are you going to take this order? Haven't we not negotiated the price yet?"
Zhao Fangyuan then laughed: "Take that! I will know that we are destined to be together as soon as I look at you. When the time comes, remember not to pay me back."
Song Tan was greatly shocked.
How could the vegetable vendor next door, who was often crushed by her and unable to refute with a single word, have such a powerful daughter?
She then asked: "If I come here at any time during the project and provide you with three meals a day, can I get a discount on the design fee?"
The two looked at each other, and finally turned back.
After a long while, Zhao Fangyuan whispered: "Let me go and see it on the spot first."
The car returned all the way to Yunqiao Village. It was already noon, and smoke was rising from every house.
Zhao Fangyuan was shaken to pieces, but fortunately she could still stand tenaciously. Looking at the scenery, she couldn't help but sigh: "What a beautiful pastoral life."
Song Tan glanced at her and thought that if you had been harvesting rice for two days, you wouldn't say this again.
But at this moment, the whole family was excited by the arrival of the designer.
Even the seventh cousin couldn't help but listen attentively, and then made a few valuable comments about the kitchen.
After all, this is a serious designer!
Who can I hire to build a house in the village?
It’s rare and respectable!
Zhao Fangyuan also chatted with everyone enthusiastically. Looking at this harmonious scene, who would have thought that the two of them hadn't even agreed on a price yet!
It's still some time before lunch. Once she shows her work attitude, her overall efficiency is very impressive.
At this moment, he pointed to the mountain behind: "If we want to re-build it in a unified way, I'll go back and take a look at the terrain."
As he spoke, he took out his notebook and pen, and then walked all the way up the back mountain.
Such efficiency!
Song Tan looked at her previous design drawings and became more and more satisfied.
When dinner started, Zhao Fangyuan slowly came down from the mountain. Seeing Song Tan still busy in the yard, she couldn't help but praise:
"Isn't the water and soil here very good? Look at the six little pigs in the back mountain. They are plump and round. They look so fragrant during the New Year!"
To be honest, this was not the first time I heard someone say this, but Song Tan was still looking forward to it.