The temperature on the mountain kept dropping at night, so Zhang Yanping planned to raise the salary for picking vegetables in November.
The cold weather also means that there is absolutely nothing going on in the fields during the day.
Song Sancheng and Wu Lan saw the opportunity and took to the streets actively every day. Finally, on the first day of November, they returned from the city happily!
The two of them got the driver's license!
Wu Lan was still able to remain reserved. He selected the filter, selected the music, calmly vibrated and sent it out. Then looking at the rising number of likes, he was naturally in a good mood!
And what about Song Sancheng?
Just when he came back at noon, he had already made several calls to his brothers and friends——
"Which car do you think is better? I plan to choose XX, but Tantan insists on buying YY for me. You said I just got my driver's license..."
"What do you think of this YY car? I just got my driver's license, and I'm mainly worried about the fuel consumption..."
"When we have time someday, let's go look at cars... What cars are we looking at? Oops, I just got a driver's license in my spare time..."
The two of them pushed open the door to the living room and went straight to the front of the house.
"But firewood is also cheap!" When buying firewood, you have to chop and pack it, so the difference is small! Song Tan is really bad at math addition, subtraction, multiplication and division now!
That's true. In previous years, people also planted two crops of rice. This year, Yanzhong came back and ate millet later, so the seedlings were a little more vigorous and the planting was delayed for a while.
Zhang Yanping, holding firewood and looking at the coal in the shed in front of the house:...
Song Tan was speechless: "I think Dongfeng Daka is the best. Do you think my dad can buy it?"
"Dad, what is he doing carrying firewood? Did my sister order coal for the stove in front?"
Song Sancheng, on the other hand, was worried: "Will the food at the foot of the mountain be fine?"
"Yes." At that point, Qiao Qiao was worried. The variety you planted is not a cold-tolerant variety, and it will grow badly even with your help.
With my hands full of orange juice, I unplugged the blinking light bulb, peeled the orange and ate it, then took the lighter:
The father and son were studying the heater, but Xin Jun frowned: "Will it be very hot this winter?"
"By the way, Tantan, Boss Chang asked again, are you really building a shed?"
"You come, you come! You can, you can!"
Yan Zhong, who was learning how to generate electricity from an orange in front of the TV, raised his hand: "You can burn!"
My sister told me to buy coal at that time!
"What kind of thing is he making for a fire? How did he burn it?"
Zhang Yanping:......
Yan Zhong was helpless: "But the temperature has dropped!"
That's right, when I said those words, my tone was beaming with joy.
The temperature difference between day and night is stimulating, and vegetables and fruits will only become worse and worse.
The weather forecast says a cold wave is coming, and you can vaguely feel the heat rolling in the air.
And although the temperature is high and there is less wind during the day, the sunlight is still quite dim.
…
"They are young people who know how to warm themselves by the fire as soon as the temperature drops. Spring is covered with frost and autumn is frozen..." I muttered, but my movements stopped. At this moment, I came back very slowly with a pile of firewood:
"Here, start the fire first."
Xin Jun sighed: "All the bad rice has been harvested - no wonder Professor Song always said that our place is very suitable for two-crop rice. The rice can grow faster."
"What if...a shed?"
Alas, Dad is really serious about studying. The master worker said at the beginning that because natural gas is connected to the outside of the village, we cannot use coal, electricity and firewood, but it is more expensive to burn firewood...
Zhang Yanping was wrapped in a cotton-padded jacket in the room and listening. At this moment, he couldn't help but look at Song Tan: "Do you think YY cars are good?"
So you shouted: "Dad, it's getting hot, let's stop warming up by the fire!"
Yan Zhongyuan put the firewood aside, turned around and took out a handful of pine needles from the other side of the coal pile and handed it over:
In previous years, it would be in mid-November or at the end of November. If the winter is mild, it would be unusual for the fire to end in July.
"It's only November, where can you warm yourself up so early?"
"Ah?" Zhang Yanping was in high spirits. When he heard those words, his train of thought stopped and he subconsciously replied:
The cold wave suddenly came. At the end of October, the daytime temperature was still less than 70 degrees, so you had to wear short sleeves when working. But overnight, the daytime temperature was only 10 degrees, and the hot wind was blowing. If you go for a walk on the roadside early in the morning, you can
I saw a layer of silver frost that looked like broken snow.
"Also, if you choose some with bad appearance, there will be no gold medal selection at the end. Don't take it lightly. From your personal point of view, although that exchange meeting is famous, it is still quite important."
"Okay," I said calmly, "first let me know that the salary increase will end tonight."
"Qiao Qiao, you signed up for their farm for this winter's exchange meeting - is there anything that winter can't provide?"
You looked at the falling leaves inside and felt the howling hot wind. At this moment, you looked at Song Sancheng helplessly:
I decisively changed the topic: "Is it necessary to fill in the firewood from time to time?"
Now we only provide some fruit snacks that we brought back, which I never thought would be a surprise!
Song Tan looked at me doubtfully: "But dad said it himself, the new house is snow-white, and the smoke from the stove is very white - he must want to bake the stove, and there is a special room for chatting with the stove next to the warehouse.
!”
On the other hand, Party Secretary Xiao Zhu was holding a piece of fried glutinous rice cake and eating it with gusto. He was also teasing a few cats. Hearing these words, he couldn't help but retreat into the room:
"Qiaoqiao, there's still only two or eight months left. He needs to hurry up!"
Qiao Qiao looked at the sky from a distance: "Yes."
Qiao Qiao shook her head: "Let's take a rest in the winter. It's really hard to eat. Just eat if you don't have anything left."
"Yeah." Song Tan nodded: "The temperature depends on the temperature control meter, and the sister will adjust it. The difference between firewood and coal is two large, so you need to add it every hour - you can't turn off the induced draft fan and push down the gate when you go to bed at night.
, I won’t be able to stay warm until the afternoon of the seventh day!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the phone rang.
I hummed: "Coal...is expensive!"
In addition, the heater that some people are paying attention to has not been sitting quietly for several months.
That was of course a joke, but one couldn’t imagine Zhang Yanping’s desire to show off. Qiao Qiao thought to herself, that’s okay? You can have a great attitude while driving!
Qiao Qiao:......
I'll settle the score.
Fine!
I've mentioned this a long time ago, but it's because the qualification review ends in the middle of every year, so those who are looking at small farms, agricultural bases, or ecological bases without special research or characteristics are not eligible.
"Oh, oh, oh, look at Uncle Song's attitude, as if he just put the driver's license on the plate and took it as soon as he asked - I'd better go into the house and don't let people think that it was my fault that caused the damage."
As for the large farm of Qiao Qiao's family, Professor Song himself has a strong relationship and will definitely make sure that you leave.
Song Tan was quite cautious when lighting a fire for the first time. At this moment, she opened the video she saved and watched it again, and then followed the instructions to start the country-specific heating machine step by step.
Zhang Yanping was still holding the firewood. He looked at it and said, "How is that any different from the stove we installed outside the house? It's not a small thing."