Song Tan Jishi

Zhang Wang’s family’s proposal about buns just now, they didn’t mention the money, they clearly meant that it was lower than the market price or simply meant that it cost two dollars.

Song Tan accepted his love.

What he just said about entrusting his family's mountain land to Song Tan was referring to the sloping land under his house, which happened to be connected to the wasteland of the back mountain.

About 20 mu, which belongs to one-sixth of this bowl-shaped mountain range, of course, the forest is no better than the field, but Zhang Wang's family is capable, this mountain is full of kudzu, and can make money.

Pueraria was not intentionally planted in the beginning.

It’s just that there are a lot of kudzu vines growing in this mountain forest. Aunt Zhang had a clever idea. One winter, she dug up a couple of hundred catties of kudzu powder, and dried out more than ten catties of kudzu powder. Apart from giving to the children, the rest also earned 1,800 yuan. .

In the second year, the couple intentionally cleaned up the land, and buried some more fertilizer, so that these wild kudzu roots would take root and spread rapidly.

Now every winter, the couple can earn tens of thousands of dollars by relying on this.

Ten thousand yuan doesn't sound like a lot, but the advantage is that it costs nothing! It just takes effort.

If you want to make money on this mountain, you have to invest a lot in the early stage, which is not worthwhile for the villagers.

So the two interplanted some beans, watermelons, peanuts and so on. The harvest was really mediocre, but relying on these, it would not be a problem to earn another two to three thousand yuan.

Therefore, the old couple did not go out to work again, but cleaned up the family's fields with peace of mind.

Now at the beginning of April, the green leaves of kudzu vines are sprouting, which is not a good time to dig kudzu roots, and it will be suitable in winter.

Moreover, digging kudzu roots and cleaning up the forests are not in time for the good farming season. Therefore, neither of them mentioned the matter of Baoshan now.

But because of this consideration, Song Tan gave advice and sincerity:

"Uncle Zhang, you can't just take the money with you. If you want me to tell you, you should keep this money in your hands first, and don't give it to your children at all."

"When you feel it's time, donate directly. The donation cannot be recovered. It is doing good deeds and accumulating virtue. We will have good fortune in the next life."

If there is no afterlife in the afterlife, Song Tan is a cultivator of Immortals and not of the Netherworld. Now that the aura here is pitifully thin, she is naturally not sure.

But for Zhang Wang's family, spiritual sustenance is stronger than anything else!

At this moment, he really came to his senses: "Yes, yes, yes! I will donate it in the name of your aunt, and I will accumulate blessings for her! Let her live a good life in the next life!"

His look is visible to the naked eye:

"It's still you young people who are educated and know a lot."

Turning around, I remembered another worry: "Then what if I have an accident?"

Who can tell?

If it is found that he is ill, it is fine to arrange funeral affairs when he has time. But if there is a natural or man-made disaster, such as falling on the ground, or something...

I have thought about it so carefully, and I think that I have really thought about it seriously and thoroughly when I came to Zhang Wang's house.

Thinking about how they even went to the town to ask about the policy of severing ties...

Song Tan also replied seriously: "Then I will take you to the city some time, and we will ask a lawyer to write a will. After that, we will spend a few hundred dollars to do a notarization."

"At that time, how to arrange the things behind you, how to arrange the money, before the national law, your own children will not be able to get it back."

It was the first time for Zhang Wang's family to listen so carefully. At this moment, they only looked at ease: "Okay, okay, let's do it like this!"

After thinking about it, he said, "Don't worry, I'll ask a lawyer to write another copy of that, that is, if something happens to me while I'm working for you, no one is allowed to extort money!"

Seeing that the other party's back is much straighter, and now he goes home full of energy.

Song Tan sighed, looked at the barren hills that had almost been tidied up, and let out a sigh——

There are really too many things at home. Now that someone can come to work, it seems that a lot of burdens have been relieved at once.

On the contrary, Song Sancheng hesitated: "Tan Tan, didn't you discuss with your Grandpa Li not to pay him, and asked him to show us the rice fields?"

"Here, Uncle Zhang gave you another two thousand. Do you have to tell him to keep it hidden?"

Song Tan laughed: "No need, Dad."

The original intention of Zhang Wang's family was to let him out and tell him to hide it, so what's the point of his job? Might as well go out and work.

"We have so much work, so we have to find some reliable people to do it. Let the salary talk out first, so as not to let others ask for too much, which is inappropriate and hurts the relationship."

Working in the village, don't look at the one or two hundred yuan a day for these short-term workers, but if you really want to talk about long-term and stable wages, two thousand yuan is about the same.

After all, farm work can be done as soon as it is available, and it can be delayed if it is not available. So all these years have passed, except for the large-scale agricultural plan, I have never heard of anyone doing farm work or hiring a permanent worker.

This has led to the fact that those who are willing to endure hardship think that the wages are low, and those who do not think that the wages are low may not necessarily love to work. But with high wages, farmers' families really can't afford it.

Song Sancheng took a puff of cigarette: "I know this reason, but I'm afraid that your Grandpa Li will be uncomfortable..."

Don't worry about scarcity but inequality!

Song Tan shook his head: "My grandpa Li has filial sons and grandchildren. Besides, he doesn't do hard work, he just holds his hand and takes a look, so he can take a walk around if he has nothing to do."

"You said that I paid two thousand for this job, so the other old men and women in the village would have to go crazy? So we discussed it earlier, if he is willing, let's not mention the money, just help deliver rice, flour, grain and oil , it is more convenient than buying it by himself.”

"At the end of the year, we will cut another 20 catties of pork, and that will be enough."

"If you don't like it, just say it."

Song Sancheng heaved a sigh of relief: "I know...just make it clear."

Turning around, he became proud again: "Look at my daughter doing things in an orderly manner, she deserves to be my daughter!"

Song Tan: ...

This is really a dear father. Your daughter has been working in the society for less than two years from the ivory tower of the university. Now she is so clear-headed. Why don't you think about it?

But she was also happy to reassure her parents, and now she asked again:

"Dad, as soon as tomorrow is over, I think the fields at the door can be turned over. When the pond is filled with water, the two paddy fields below will be ready."

"Then the vegetable seeds should be sown, and the vegetable seedlings should be moved, and we have to move. The back mountain is all up to you to take care of it."

Song Sancheng glanced at her: "Can I still do it? I was the only one who took care of it."

"Besides, you Uncle Zhang, you must come over tomorrow!"

"Oh, yes," he remembered one more thing.

"Your uncle called and said that everyone will go back to our hometown tomorrow to visit the grave. We have a lot of family members, so don't forget to tell your grandma at night that you don't want to pick tea tomorrow morning, and help to cook a meal."