Song Tan smiled and rubbed his head: "Be good, my sister also thinks they are not good. Let's try to come as little as possible in the future."
Qiao Qiao touched the QR code on her chest aggrievedly and complained: "He won't pay me."
"It's okay. Look at how delicious our food is. After eating it once, she must still want to think that next time Qiaoqiao sells vegetables, she should work harder and speed up. We won't sell it to her!"
This is not to coax a child, it is purely because Song Tan feels that for someone like the lobby sister-in-law, even if she specially leaves food for her, I am afraid she will still publicize it to the whole world——
"Twenty yuan a pound! If it weren't for taking care of my relatives, I wouldn't be willing to spend this money!"
What's more, looking at the way the uncle and the others look today, they don't believe that this dish weighs twenty-one pounds. If they come back to buy groceries, they will be embarrassed in front of everyone...
Hey, why do you feel a little refreshed when you think about it?
Song Tan internally blamed himself for being unstable, but Qiao Qiao was already smiling: "Yes! I won't sell it! I won't feed it to her!"
Then he looked at her with bright black eyes: "Go home?"
Song Tan came back to his senses: "When we go to deliver food to the uncle, we also have to deliver food to the aunt, right? We have to be even."
Qiao Qiao's brows furrowed even more: "Auntie, that's not good at all."
He turned around and looked at the small basket of vegetables on the back seat, and then hesitated: "I want to give it to my aunt. My aunt is better than the hardware store."
…
Song Tan's aunt married a city worker as a village girl in the 1980s. In addition to her beauty, she was also attracted by her virtuous housekeeping.
Being virtuous is truly virtuous, and managing a household is also truly managing a household.
Just because one of her husband and wife sells breakfast while the other goes to work, and they can provide their only son with a large flat in the center of the city, you can see how capable they are!
But despite this, the old couple still live in the old work unit family home.
The pickup truck was accurately stuck in a small space in the family courtyard, avoiding the possibility of being slapped by the traffic police. As soon as Song Tan and Qiao Qiao got out of the car, they heard someone beside them ask hesitantly: "You... are from Hongmei?"
Relatives, right?”
Song Tan was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the aunts who were asking questions - they were probably coming back from shopping for groceries, and they were also carrying plastic bags, and they could vaguely see onions, garlic, green vegetables, etc. inside.
She nodded: "Yes, my aunt's name is Song Hongmei. She grows some vegetables in her hometown. I will take my brother to send some to my aunt for fresh food."
After saying this, the aunts across from me burst out laughing: "I remembered it when you came over during the Chinese New Year - I was wondering which family's children you have, why are both siblings so good-looking? After asking later, I found out that they were from Hongmei.
relative!"
The main reason is that there are no secrets in the family home. Hongmei has a beautiful and silly nephew, and everyone knows it.
Although Qiao Qiao looks like an adult, his eyes are different - the most important thing is that he has a pink Peppa Pig sticker on his face!
Looking at the vegetables in the basket again: "Oh, what kind of food is this? It's so fresh... Hongmei is really blessed to have such beautiful nieces and nephews. Girl, do you have anyone to talk to?"
Song Tan:......
After two or three rounds of polite words, she finally got rid of these overly enthusiastic aunts. When Song Tan walked to the unit door, she could still hear the aunts muttering:
"Hongmei's nephew and niece are really good-looking."
"She is probably someone who can make a living. You see, she came to see her aunt and brought a basket of vegetables..."
"Look, what are you talking about? You don't have enough food and clothing, you don't have to live in poverty for the rest of your life, you just picked a few red plums, but you are still a good person, and you are worthy of being a couple..."
Song Tan couldn't help but laugh as she walked in the corridor.
It seems that everyone knows about her aunt’s stingy reputation!
…
Aunt Song Hongmei has indeed just returned from the vegetable market.
She has a small cart selling pancakes near her family's courtyard, and has been selling pancakes for twenty years. It cannot be said that it is famous far and wide, but it can only be said that everyone is used to eating it.
Every time the cart closes the stall at ten o'clock, tidies up, and goes to the vegetable market to buy vegetables at eleven o'clock. The time management is so precise!
The most important thing is that at eleven o'clock, the vegetable market has basically closed its stalls, and the remaining vegetables are either cheap or not fresh. Auntie can sweep through the army at this time, killing them seven in and seven out, and win
Cut the price to the lowest!
If it can't be cut off, then she won't buy it.
Not picking up rotten vegetable leaves every day is my last luxury and dignity.
It's now half past eleven. Some people may have already cooked, but my aunt's family definitely won't.
Song Tan knocked on the door.
My eldest uncle was still two years away from retiring, and his son was also working. When my eldest aunt opened the door, she was really surprised:
"Tantan? Why are you here? Aren't you at work? Oh, don't ask for leave, it will be a huge loss if your salary is deducted!"
He turned around and called Qiaoqiao again: "My eldest nephew is getting more handsome. Come on, come in. Auntie will get you biscuits."
Sure enough, the aunt took biscuits - two packs of Wangwang snow biscuits, one for each of the siblings.
Song Tan couldn't laugh or cry, this was really the greatest sincerity from my aunt!
Qiaoqiao had already begun to open the bag skillfully, and said at the same time: "Auntie, I will bring you some food."
When the aunt took a look, she found that there were actually five handfuls of milkvetch in the small basket. She did not dislike it at all, but was very happy:
"Ouch! This dish is so fresh. We have it at noon, so let's not fry it yet! One meal in the evening, two meals at noon and evening tomorrow, and two more meals the day after tomorrow - I have saved money on vegetables for three days, I will make extra ones
Just meat!”
My aunt was overjoyed and made arrangements quickly.
After finishing the arrangements, I remembered: "Tan Tan, would you like to stay home for lunch? If so, I will stir-fry this green vegetable."
Song Tan quickly reassured her aunt: "No, aunt, my mother is still waiting at home. I just want to ask you if you know where to sell ducklings? I plan to raise some ducks in my hometown."
Song Hongmei thought for a while: "It's really there. Just wait, it's not far away, I'll take you there!"
"Ke Gu, don't you still cook..."
"It's okay, it's not far. I'll take you there! You young people don't even bargain when you buy something. I'll negotiate the price for you!"
After saying that, he changed his shoes, Feng Feng Huohuo took the keys and prepared to go out.
Song Tan:......
This was truly a stroke of lightning, and Qiao Qiao hadn't finished even one piece of snow cake.
But my aunt didn't lie, she really wasn't far away.
After leaving the family courtyard, I turned into the alley inside, then passed through an iron gate that seemed to be locked but was actually unlocked, then went down the alley, and finally came to a dilapidated and low old courtyard.
The aunt knocked on the door of one of the rooms:
"Lao Zhang, do you still have ducklings?"
"I won't sell wholesale at the school gate! I'm not a pet duck!" the man inside shouted.
The aunt was already getting impatient: "When have I ever brought a pet duck seller? Hurry up. I'll bring my relatives to buy it. You confirm the price for me. Don't waste my time by making blind bids. I'll buy it later."
I have to go home and cook..."
The man inside opened the door and said with aggrieved face: "Sister, sometimes I would rather you not buy it."
