Wulan glanced at her: "You are tolerant, so you just send people to the back mountain?"
Song Tan nodded: "The ripe melons on our mountain are all big melons. Uncle Zhang's legs and feet are inconvenient. It's too hard for one person to pick melons and carry them to the car."
"You said Brother Wu Lei, a young and strong young man, if he doesn't do hard work, who will?"
Good guy!
Song Sancheng couldn't help but glance at his daughter, and then asked her: "If you really want to be lazy, can you still beat him?"
"How is that possible?" Song Tan smiled and said, "My brother Wu Lei doesn't care about anything else, but he is quite shameless."
We are talking about people, as long as they have to pay attention to etiquette and integrity, even if they go astray for a while, they can still go back to some extent.
Otherwise, why go to all this trouble?
"My uncle Zhang eats more salt than he eats rice. How can I still not cure him?"
No, Wu Lei wore a straw hat and walked through the back mountain, through the woods, and then around to the peach forest in a happy mood.
There are also not-so-good memories of him and Lili here, and it is also because of the live broadcast here that it is called the Waterloo of Lili's career...
But now, it is a good place for me to be lazy.
Just say that with the deep and shallow shadows under the fence, you can still reach the bright red tomatoes with your hand. How wonderful!
Besides, there are also shady places to play in the peach forest. Even on the outermost layer, there is a straw shed built by Uncle Zhang to keep watch...
With Uncle Zhang here, the dog and the goose won't come here easily. As long as he finds a feng shui treasure spot, he can refresh his phone for a whole day!
Just as I was dreaming happily, I heard Uncle Zhang shouting: "Cousin Tantan, right? Young man, come on, give me a hand and send this big watermelon to the tricycle."
Uncle Zhang sighed: "My legs and feet are not good and I'm old. It's really hard for me!"
Wu Lei was stunned.
He didn't have any doubts at all, and now he just responded enthusiastically: "Okay!"
Then he stretched out his hands and his body sank, hugging the big melon weighing twenty kilograms!
…
At the bottom of the mountain, Song Tan saw that the bag of rice in his hand was almost full, and now he called Zhang Yanping for a new bag.
I took the rice to the plastic sealing machine on the side, wrapped it in a thick plastic bag prepared in advance, and then vacuumed and compressed——
Soon, a five kilogram bag of rice was packed into a square brick-like shape.
When the seventh cousin saw this, he asked, "What are you doing with this? We eat at home, so we don't need to pretend like this."
Song Tan thought of the beautiful bouquet that had been kept at her grandfather's house for more than a week before it withered, and she responded at this moment: "I gave it as a gift. I will send it out in the afternoon."
But Wulan also remembered something: "By the way, Tantan, pack a few more 10-pound bags and send them back to the Yanping family, your uncle's family, your aunt's family... all of them."
As for the uncle's family, no one mentions it at all now.
Wulan didn't mention it, Song Youde was silently picking up the gravel in the flower bed and didn't say a word when he heard the words.
"okay!"
As Song Tan spoke, he neatly weighed and packed the bags, and then couldn't help but ask again: "Brother Yan Ping, are you really not going to go back and take a few days off?"
Zhang Yanping waved his hand: "It's okay to take a vacation, but there's no need to go back."
You don't have to clock in to work here, you just wake up with the smell of rice. It's no different from a holiday.
He is not like Wu Lei, who does hard work every day.
"My mother and I are video chatting every day. It's really not appropriate to go home recently."
In his mother's eyes, Tantan is very nice, but the only place where she can't stand working is in the countryside!
In rural areas these days, everyone feels that there is no future and they have to run to the city with all their heart. It would be better to have an iron rice bowl.
But... Zhang Yanping thought: Where else can an iron rice bowl have such food?
He even took stock of his savings and couldn't help but wonder if he could buy a homestead in the village when Party Secretary Xiao Zhu came next time and build a house himself...
If possible, he would love his seventh cousin Tan Tan Qiao Qiao for the rest of his life!
But this matter needs to be considered in the long term. Firstly, it will be difficult for his mother to get through, and secondly, the money on hand is not enough.
After thinking about it, Zhang Yanping looked through Taotaobao's backstage messages again:
"Tantan, a few days ago many customers asked our store if we have old coarse cloth sheets for covering the sofa. Can we use them?"
"No, I won't go up."
Song Tan answered simply and neatly.
Their village has never been famous for its textile industry. The old coarse cloth bed sheets are made by the family themselves, and there is really no production volume.
Nowadays, there are basically no people who can do this. There are a lot of them sold online, so there is no need to force it in this store.
"Okay, what about Qiao Qiao's straw mat? Many people were interested in his live broadcast yesterday. I watched the replay, and I guess there are people who want it if it's more expensive."
"What straw mat?!"
Song Youde came to the spirit.
"You just made it up!"
Zhang Yanping smiled and said: "The green one is like jade, how beautiful it is, and it feels cool when you sleep!"
No, Qiao Qiao doesn't need to turn on the air conditioner to sleep at night, she still has to put up a small quilt.
He couldn't do it. Although it was a bit cool at night in the village, it was only in the second half of the night. The central air conditioner had to be turned on in the first half of the night. It stands to reason that he had a good sleep! It was just those old coarse sheets.
Song Youde instantly felt proud: "That's right! I can weave a straw mat with my craftsmanship, so it will definitely be stable."
But I couldn't help but tell the truth: "But the color of the straw mat is so beautiful, I have never seen it before."
After all, the rushes were sprayed with plant ash to repel insects and sterilize, and they were left to dry in the sun...it's strange that they don't fade.
But what's strange about the grass this time is that it has been in the sun for so long and has shriveled up, and has been sterilized and dewormed, but the color is still so fresh and translucent, and it seems to be even better when you look at it.
Song Youde couldn't help admiring this woven bamboo mat for a long time.
"But we didn't pay attention to the fields. There seems to be no grass."
The little old man is not without regrets.
Song Tan suddenly remembered: "Yes."
Then he pointed to the mountain behind: "Grandpa, please wait for two days. I will negotiate the contract with the village and pay the down payment. Then the whole mountain behind will be ours."
"There is a grass pond, and there is a large depression next to it, and all these things grow there."
In fact, she lied, it's not that much longer, it's even a little sparse.
But grandpa helps the family work every day, but he doesn’t have a serious job like picking tea leaves like grandma, and he doesn’t want any money...
Now it is more comfortable to find a career for the little old man to do than to take money from his children.
as expected!
Song Youde became energetic instantly. He put down the half-picked stone in his hand and said impatiently: "Where is it? I'll ride over there now to have a look."
Song Tan:......
"No rush, please don't leak the news first, wait until I finalize the contract."
After the contract is finalized, you should first put some effort into getting that piece of grass out, and then we can talk about the rest.