Song Tan Jishi

Party Secretary Xiao Zhu shook his head: "It's okay. My grandfathers are rich, and they often provide subsidies to me when they retire. They also pay the rent, so I just pay it first."

"That's good." Ulan felt relieved, and then asked: "Then let's invite them to the canteen on the mountain to eat. It's cool to charge a few hundred yuan a month."

She lamented: "I am already very old, so I will feel more at ease if I save more money for retirement."

Xiaozhu Party Secretary:...

She thought to herself that my grandfathers don’t even need our children and grandchildren to worry about taking care of themselves in old age.

But what came out of his mouth was - "The monthly subscription is 10,000 yuan per family. Can you come to our house to eat?"

"If it doesn't work, it won't work."

Before Ulan could say anything, the seventh cousin spoke first: "Ten people will come in suddenly. This is another table. Everyone will come here when the pig is being slaughtered. There is no room for us to sit here."

What's more, if he had to cook for ten more people, his kitchen would be too busy.

This is a problem. The large dining room of Song Tan's house can seat 30 people. In the summer, three of Professor Song's students and her grandmother and grandfather were all there, so it was not too crowded.

But the problem is, my relatives are coming over in Nian Gen'er!

There are ten people here in my house, where can they squeeze in - hey!

She immediately thought: "The family members I brought will go to the cafeteria to eat. My grandpas will eat here, okay?"

Ah this.

Ulan was stunned.

Song Sancheng was also puzzled: "Isn't it appropriate to leave the family members to eat in the mountains?"

"Why is it inappropriate?" Party Secretary Xiao Zhu said, "It's all the younger members of the family who have brought us experience. The food on our mountain is not bad at all, and I am not aggrieved at all."

Alas, little Du Ge, his dedicated security guard, should feel aggrieved! During the pig-killing feast, she picked out large pieces of meat for him!

This is what everyone in the family has decided. The Old Song family has been collecting cigarettes, wine, skin care products, etc. from her throughout this year, but they can no longer say no.

Even Song Sancheng still muttered: "Your family is also quite strange. There is nothing wrong with bringing up the younger generation of your family. They have to take them to the countryside to gain experience... Can the experience be gained by just killing a pig?"

Party Secretary Xiaozhu: ...ah, how do you explain this? She was about to say something, but saw that Wu Lan had already revealed a meaningful expression:

"I can tell that Xiao Zhu's family is not ordinary people."

Xiaozhu Party Secretary: Ah, you can see it now? I should have known I wasn't lying just now.

Wulan said to Song Sancheng, who looked confused:

"Her family must be very rich. You don't understand. Nowadays, children from rich families have to do some research since they are in elementary school. Generally, they organize trips within the province, better domestic ones, and those with better conditions. What kind of summer camps are there in the world?"

"What's so strange about taking us to the countryside to learn more about it? What a fuss."

Her analysis was very accurate, and her conclusion was completely different from the evidence. Party Secretary Xiao Zhu was very impressed. Looking at Song Sancheng again, he indeed had an "understood" look on his face. He nodded and said:

"I'll just tell you where I've seen research and stuff... I watched the Immortal Cultivation City thing last night, and the male protagonist was beaten to death and reborn while he was doing research..."

Xiaozhu Party Secretary:...

Very good, it doesn’t matter if you don’t study it or not.

…

In the next two days, Wu Lan led people back and forth to clean up the dormitory - the aunts in the village had been doing the cleaning, so it wasn't difficult to clean up, it was just a matter of organizing some new things.

Only when it came to the choice of curtains, she looked down on the kind of double-layer blackout curtains that Song Tan chose...

"It's so comfortable to be basking in the sun. Why should I cover it?"

"There are poles here. I also have old coarse cloth sheets from my store. They are quite big. Can't you just drill a few holes and put them on? They are bright and thick, and they can keep out the cold in winter."

Song Tan couldn't understand: "Why are you here if the curtains don't block the light? How can you sleep when the sun shines in so early in the morning?"

Ulan couldn't understand this even more: "Have you ever slept in at home every day?"

Songtanka was stunned.

Not really!

She has never even slept in!

I scrolled through my phone in the first half of the night, practiced late at night, ran all over the mountains in the early morning, and slept deeply for three hours in the second half of the night... When I woke up, it was another day full of energy.

Wu Lan looked down on the young man's laziness: "There is nothing to do in winter, and the weather is cold. I go to bed at eight or nine in the evening. Who can sleep until noon? That's too much sleep, right?" .”

Not to mention summer, there is also a nap.

But Song Tan really didn't want to use the sheets to wear the curtains. At this moment, he said with difficulty: "We are us. There will be many young people coming to the city by then. What if we just want to sleep in?"

"How is that possible?" Wulan stood by the window of the dormitory and looked out. Opposite was the bleak mountain top in autumn and winter, and at the bottom of the mountain was their family's pond.

"Although Dabai has moved to the river, this area is still his territory. Every day he takes the goose and swims twice in the pond early in the morning - you have never seen his voice. Is that so? We can all hear it at home. How can anyone fall asleep like this?"

"Besides, whether it's the canteen on the mountain or our house, the food will be gone if we don't hurry up. With so many people, we can't leave food for everyone. We have to have a place to eat."

"Can everyone sleep without eating?"

What Wu Lan said made sense. Song Tan thought about it over and over, but couldn't find a reason to refute it!

After thinking about it, she had no choice but to take a step back and said humbly and sincerely: "Mom, you are right, I will listen to you no matter how you clean it up."

But this time it was Ulan's turn and couldn't bear to part with it: "It would be such a waste to hang such a good bed sheet through several holes... Do we have to use this pole? We can't pull a wire with iron on it like our old-fashioned way. Clamped?"

Song Tan was shocked: "Mom! You are so perfunctory with the curtains. How can I charge you 1,000 a month later?"

Now it was Ulan's turn to pause: "Oh, you had reminded me earlier that we charge rent - 1,000 is not cheap. Dr. Xiao Guo initially wanted to rent a house in the city, and old houses in the city center cost about 1,000. "

She was very upset: "We have to charge money, so we can't be so perfunctory...Have you ordered the blackout curtains you just mentioned? Hold on tight."

He hurriedly flipped through the cabinet again: "Have you bought all the mattresses? I think you are not used to sleeping on hard beds, so you need to buy a few."

Ms. Wulan's front and back transitions were so seamless and smooth that even Song Tan was amazed. At this moment he joked:

“I bought a mattress and curtains, and then I rented it for a month and then left, and then I had no income.”

She actually had no intention of renting a house, but that didn't stop her from teasing her mother with these words.

The next moment, he saw the busy Wulan pause for a moment, and then he became proud: "How is that possible! Let's not talk about our own food, but just the cooking skills of Master Jiang on the mountain, let's talk about whether it tastes good or not!"

Update two, good night.