Song Tan Jishi

The lights in the yard were fairly bright. Song Tan walked across the asphalt road, and the greenhouse at the bottom of the slope was palely illuminated by the street lights.

When the wind blows, the plastic film rattles.

She opened the curtain and saw a fire in the middle of the shed. The whole shed was filled with the smell of wet and warm earthy vegetables, and among them, the cucumber was closest to the door.

Not to mention, the aroma of strawberry is so overpowering that you can smell it even when you are standing by the door.

Song Tan abandoned the cucumber instantly and walked to the strawberry field inside.

The lights in the greenhouse were turned on, and the white and crimson strawberries could not be hidden among the green leaves. They were clustered together like little poor children hugging each other for warmth.

But...how can it be so delicious if it is so pitiful?

Song Tan was puzzled, so he touched a basket from the side and quickly picked one.

She took another look at the watermelon in front of her and couldn't help but pat it with her hands - although she hadn't really taken the picture until now, she had learned how to pick melons.

At this moment, I saw that the skin lines were spreading and the stems of the melons were withered, so I picked three of them and found a new basket to put them in.

Strawberry in the left hand, watermelon in the right hand, that cucumber...

She was already planning to give up.

As soon as he left the greenhouse, he heard his cell phone ringing, and Ulan's voice came over:

"Come on, come on, these guys are drunk and can't stop them!"

Song Tan was stunned for a moment, then hurried back to the yard.

As soon as I entered the gate, I heard a gust of wind above my head, and then a figure jumped down quickly, followed by the second, third...

There were 5 jumps in total.

They jumped off the fence and rolled on the spot - in fact, the fence was only one and a half meters high.

Then he lay down on the ground again, crawling like an earthworm - because he was drunk, he said it was crawling, but it was more like crawling forward from left to right...

Looking at the edge of the yard, Lao Zhu and a few old men were clapping. Xiao Zhu, the party secretary, saw his eyes shining brightly, and the cheers became louder and louder:

"Okay! There will be a competition between the entire army. Little Brother Du, you must be the champion!"

"Nonsense! How agile Xiao Wang is!"

"Xiao Li is the fastest, you can see he is already ranked first!"

"Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi, please be more angry!"

"Xiao Sun! Kill them!"

Song Tan took a closer look and saw that Xiao Du, who was ranked first, was lying on the ground squirming, and Xiao Li, who was the fastest, was now in last place.

The agile little Wang is grinning, as if fighting in the jungle. As for Xiao Qi and Xiao Sun...

Just don’t mention it.

Because after they squirmed twice, they realized that the weight was lost, so they returned to the restaurant and put the vegetable basin on their backs...

Totally two "snails".

Song Tan looked around, thinking that Party Secretary Xiao Zhu's family must have many soldiers. Not to mention anything else, the vegetable basin on their back is quite stable...

As for Song Youde and Song Sancheng...

Song Tan looked into the restaurant and found that the two of them were holding empty cups, one sip from the other, and they were talking about some troubling old story. Both of them burst into tears.

And Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun...

Song Tan took one look and became happy - both of them turned on their mobile phones and were recording!

One is a panorama, the other is a close-up.

OK OK! Now she really felt that her wine was worth it.

If nothing else, if we provide this kind of fun, they will be able to laugh for two years just for one night!

As for the freshly picked strawberries and watermelon…

The watermelon can be left first, but they are not so lucky with the strawberries, so they can only eat them first if they are sober.

But as soon as he washed the strawberries, he heard Wu Lan worry:

"It's such a cold day. They're all drunk. Who will take care of them later?"

She turned her head silently and looked at Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun who were not drunk.

But Song Tan looked at the two of them looking silly and happy, and always felt that it was unreliable. I couldn't help but wonder: "They usually don't drink much! Now everyone else is drunk, why are they the only two who are fine? Didn't they drink?"

"That's right," Wulan was also puzzled: "They also clinked glasses and drank - Yanping, Yanping!" She shouted:

"Are you drunk?"

Zhang Yanping replied loudly: "I'm not drunk!"

The next moment, he sat down on the steps and fell asleep.

Looking at Xin Jun again, his face was not red and his eyes were clear. He smiled slightly when he met Ulan's gaze, and then started to circle in front of him.

——The problem now lies with the Old Song family.

Song Tan also had a headache, and quickly decided: "On the day of the pig killing feast, each drinker will only be given one or two bars."

Otherwise, if everyone is drunk, who will take care of it?

Lao Zhu and others didn't know that they had cut off half of the entire pig-killing feast's wine with their own strength.

At this moment, they were just looking at the yard happily, with blank eyes.

Xiao Du and the others finally stopped crawling and were now standing there swaying, already on the verge of collapse.

Ulan is sad and happy at the same time:

"You don't know, you just walked out and a few of them rushed out and said the game had started."

"First they climbed up the stairs, and then jumped down from the stairs. My heart was still trembling. They climbed up the wall again and ran swishingly on the wall..."

"You said our wall is so narrow, I'm really afraid they will fall down!"

"I didn't expect this group of drunkards to run quite steadily. When they got off the small wall, they were like pangolins. They rolled down to relieve their strength..."

Song Tan burst out laughing. The small wall at home was only one meter long. The group of people in front of him might not be able to hold it with one hand. Now they have to roll to the ground to relieve their strength...

But her happiness soon returned to its original point:

"What do you think these people are going to do tonight?"

How to do it?

Song Tan waved his hand: "I'll pull him up the mountain later."

Judging from her drunkenness, she probably didn't want to vomit, so she called Qiaoqiao: "Wait a minute and I'll put them all in the front of the pickup truck. You can also go in and watch them so they don't crawl out, okay?"

Qiao Qiao nodded heavily, and said deeply and sadly at this moment: "Drinking is really harmful to the body...and it's so embarrassing..."

Song Tanha became happy: "Yes! They are irrational, that's why they like to drink. You see, none of us touch them."

As she spoke, she took the lead in putting down the car's barrier, standing on it and extending her hand to Qiao Qiao:

"Bring them here."

Fortunately, there is a limit to the drunkenness of this group of people. Now that the drunkenness has passed, they are still quite obedient when they should be obedient.

No, Qiao Qiao said to bring them over, and soon she came over with one in hand.

Song Tan stood above him, bending down slightly, inserting his hands into the person's creaking hole, pulling onions from all over the dry land, then picked up the person, and pushed him to the corner of the carriage like a statue.

Just one, two, three or four, and soon, all 10 people were crammed in. Qiao Qiao also climbed up and watched Song Tan fasten the fence.

There was only a small secretary Zhu Zhu, and Ulan left her behind:

"Don't you have an empty room upstairs? I'll get her in later. Otherwise, it won't be safe for this girl to be drunk."

Update two. A day of hard work!