Oh my god, why didn't I think of such a useful thing before? Song Tan instantly felt sad: If I had known about it earlier, I don't know how much trouble I would have saved this year.
But it doesn’t matter, make up for it and buy it today. It’s just a crusher. There are many choices from those who sell agricultural machinery in town!
But before that, the seventh cousin had another instruction:
"Tan Tan, you are very energetic. Go and tidy up your old cellar later, and then go down and pick up the wine jar."
Naturally, this old cellar was not specifically used to store wine, but because the older generation had suffered from hunger and famine, and due to the constraints of the conditions at that time, they could not buy things at any time, so every household had a cellar for storing food.
When Song Tan was a child, she still remembered that this cellar was basically used to stack sweet potatoes. And it was not in the yard, but on the slope next to the back of the house.
But unlike urban fantasy, this cellar is cool and dry, but for the child, what it brings is not a sense of happiness filled with storage, but a grass crawler (a particularly multi-legged insect) crawling back and forth in the cellar.
…
It is true that it is full of shadows.
Song Tan cleared his throat: "Okay!"
Ulan was a little surprised: "That sweet potato cellar hasn't been used for more than ten years, cousin, do you still remember it?"
Firstly, my family has not grown so many sweet potatoes for many years. Secondly, the entrance of this sweet potato cellar is a bit small, and there is no ladder or anything. It is all pulled by ropes, so it is only suitable for children or thin people to get down.
So after she gave birth to Qiao Qiao and gradually gained weight, she basically stopped going out and gradually became wasted.
Now that the seventh cousin brought it up, she was really surprised.
"What don't I know? I was the one who was in charge of your marriage to Sancheng! Besides, when your father originally hired people to dig this cellar, he also asked me to cook."
The seventh cousin also lamented.
In fact, most people dig this grain cellar, and their brothers help with the work. But in the old Song family, when Song Sancheng dug this cellar, Song Sancheng was not married yet, Song Dafang left home at a young age, and the family simply did not have enough labor force...
At that time, Song Youde spent two kilograms of white flour, caught two fish, and then came to ask him to make two dishes and accompany him as a guest...
I don’t usually use it, so I wouldn’t expect it. Nowadays, with such good wine, not to mention digging out this sweet potato cellar from my memory, even if it doesn’t exist, the seventh cousin can order it to be dug out!
Anyway, no one can waste this good wine.
…
After all this trouble, Song Sancheng was worried that the sweet potato cellar had not been used for many years and he didn't know what the situation was.
While worrying about his driver's license.
At the same time, I also thought that if Ulan passed and he failed, it would be embarrassing to tell him! He can't keep his face...
As he was thinking about it, the jar full of sorghum and rice had already been forgotten in his mind.
However, Song Tan expressed regret: "Hey, the time is not right. If Brother Yanping is still here and the fishing group is still there, I can make a fortune by buying this on the spot to make nests."
She spoke in a very relaxed tone, and she was clearly just having fun. The seventh cousin also laughed at her: "You have an eye for money."
"Don't worry about making a nest yet, this tank is a good thing. Save it for pigs, chickens and ducks. You can also feed fish."
Song Tan laughed: "Just feed the fish."
The small fish fry that were just put in the pond are filled with strong alcohol, so they are still dizzy and floating in the pond!
Everyone was chatting happily when suddenly they heard someone shouting outside the door: "Thirty percent, thirty percent!"
Song Sancheng responded and went out, but saw Zhou Maozhu walking into the yard. He was a little embarrassed to see him:
"You, what... do you and Tantan have time in the evening? Come to my house for a meal."
That won't work!
Song Sancheng's first thought was to refuse.
Who wouldn’t want to eat peach banquet instead of eating Yangchun noodles?
Although this metaphor is not appropriate, it is indeed like this in his heart.
And, well, why should we invite him and Tantan to dinner?
Oops!
Song Sancheng instantly became vigilant, especially when he heard that Mao Zhu's son was back - don't introduce a partner to Tan Tan!
That won't work!
Having heard Zhou Maozhu talk about his son giving gifts before, Song Sancheng knew that this kid was definitely not very smart! He couldn't have it.
The thoughts in his mind were whirling all over the place, and on the other hand, Zhou Maozhu was also embarrassed.
Seeing this, Song Tan hurriedly came over: "Uncle, what's the matter?"
Zhou Maozhu then gritted his teeth and said: "Tan Tan, you are now capable and knowledgeable. I was thinking that my son is a little hairy outside, so you can go over to have a meal and give me some advice..."
"Don't you think that people who earn more and earn less need to be stable? Tianyu's salary is ten thousand or twenty thousand a month. He has been working for two or three years. When I asked his mother, he only had three melons and two dates on hand - this is still
How do you live your life?"
"He is not happy to let him come back. We are two old bones, we have squeezed all the oil and can't come up with the down payment. What should we do? What should we do if we don't have a nest?"
He rubbed his hands nervously: "I just thought that since you are almost the same age, he would listen to what you say."
Poor parents in the world!
Song Sancheng couldn't help but think of the couple's thoughts when Tan Tan didn't come back -
Let the children stay in the provincial capital, start a family, and only come back for a day or two during the holidays.
Just thinking about it, I feel so sour in my heart!
But Qiao Qiao's situation meant that asking her to come back would be a drag. So she endured it and instead advised Song Tan to stay in the provincial capital.
Although life is getting more and more prosperous now, the bitterness of the past years cannot be erased with just one sentence or two.
Looking at Zhou Maozhu's troubled look now, he immediately felt the same.
Looking at Song Tan again, I saw that she also smiled brightly: "Uncle, what's the matter? Just say it."
"Hey, by the way, tell my aunt to stop cooking and come to my house to eat in the evening. Some of the wine I brewed just came out of the cellar this afternoon. Come and have a drink with my dad."
If you ask someone for help, why would you go to someone else's house to have a meal? Besides, things from Song Tan's house are so expensive...
Zhou Maozhu blushed with embarrassment and refused repeatedly, but in the end he could not resist Song Sancheng, so he turned around and called for help.
As soon as he left, Song Sancheng's face dropped:
"We don't have many kilograms of wine left in total..."
Divide a little of this, a little of that, and now there are only a few dozen kilograms left.
"It's okay, Dad."
Song Tan comforted him: "Next year we will grow more grains, and we will have plenty of good wine by then."
Besides, the wine was strong enough. If a group of people drank it together, they probably wouldn't consume much.
What's more, you don't need to drink this stuff every day. It's best to drink it in small amounts or not at all.
But Song Tan didn't say this.
She only advised: "When the tea leaves appear in a while, Uncle Zhou will still have to fry tea leaves for our family. It won't be worth it to treat someone to a drink."
Especially since he has a young man who can work hard!
It's so difficult for a young girl to work in a big city. Why not go home and help her peel sweet potatoes!
It doesn’t matter if you don’t have a good brain. You don’t need to have a bad brain to peel sweet potatoes.
