Song Tan Jishi

Chapter 1181 1181. Milk and tea

When their son comes back, the old Song family worries more than the seventh cousin himself!

Just after dawn, Qiao Qiao came to the yard with a milk pail, and by the way, she also carried a sack of rice for the seventh cousin.

"Sister said that she forgot to give this to me yesterday, so she asked your seventh cousin to eat well. If you want, um... want..."

He hesitated.

"What?"

The seventh cousin asked curiously: "Tell me the exact words." Qiao Qiao hesitated: "My sister said that we should slap people in the face hard, but Teacher Xin said that hitting people in the face is very insulting..."

Seventh Cousin:......

"Don't worry," he comforted his closed disciple: "Your sister is exaggerating, just let me teach you a lesson."

"Oh oh oh." Qiao Qiao figured it out, and at this moment he warned: "Then we must teach you a lesson! Uncle has not come back for so many years, seventh cousin, please remember to spank your butt with a cane! My mother did it when I was a child, it hurt so much ah!"

“It’s very memorable!”

The seventh cousin agreed, and then he saw Qiao Qiao go back with peace of mind.

And now, the milk he handed to his granddaughter was boiled from that bucket of milk.

Although it was already fragrant when it was cooked, the seventh cousin didn’t know much about the border area and wondered if they wanted to drink some milk tea?

So I carefully added a pinch of tea leaves into it.

Nowadays, the rich aroma of milk blends with the equally fresh aroma of tea. Even in the empty yard, the old-fashioned and unattractive ocean bowl is used. The two granddaughters can't help but sniff:

"smell good!"

Yesterday's mutton kebabs and beef were not as delicious as the homemade ones, but why was the milk so fragrant?

Ayiguli gave them a gentle push behind them: "Hurry up, don't let grandpa get tired."

Qiao Lepang and Afu immediately reached out and took the bowls, smiling sweetly and saying, "Thank you, grandpa."

This looks much more pleasing to the eye than my own son.

Grandpa Qibiao nodded with a smile, and then asked his daughter-in-law: "Um...that Guli, ask your mother to serve you a bowl. This is really delicious. I just drank two bowls." ”

I was so full after drinking that I didn't even eat breakfast, and I felt so full.

Ayiguli didn't quite understand, and was a little embarrassed. At this moment, she quickly said, "I'll serve it myself."

She has a bit of a weird accent when speaking, but it's not difficult to understand. She also smiles and seems quite generous.

The seventh cousin nodded and pointed to the kitchen:

"Right there, ask your mother to get you a bowl."

Song Shuliang waited quietly for a while and found that no one in the old couple asked him to drink. He couldn't help but feel a little funny: "Why isn't it mine?"

The seventh cousin said neither yin nor yang: "If you don't have money, just drink the northwest wind."

The silly son said "Ah", thinking that the old man was nodding at himself, so he quickly said with a guilty conscience:

"Dad, look at you... finally reunited. I'll give you 2,000 yuan during the Chinese New Year!"

Ouch! Ouch! The seventh cousin just wanted to roll his eyes.

Is he short of the 2,000 yuan now?

The bucket of milk in the morning was sold for 2,000. Let’s see if anyone wants it.

But no matter what he was thinking, when he saw his son taking out his wallet, he still pointed out in disgust: "Transfer! Transfer! Who wants cash? There is no place to spend it..."

When his son was counting the money, he seemed to say casually: "By the way, I have sold our old house. If you are free, stay in the spring and build a small house next to it with me."

ah?

Song Shuliang was stunned. After a while, he avoided another topic and only asked:

"Isn't this our old house? Dad, why did you sell the old house?"

The seventh cousin looked nonchalant:

"Why can't I? I'm old. What if I get sick and need money? I haven't seen you show respect to me for so many years. It costs two to three hundred to hire a caregiver for a day!"

"It happens that someone in the village wants it, so I can sell it for tens of thousands of yuan. I can build a small one next to it, which is enough for the two of us."

He babbled and muttered, as if what he said was true. Song Shuliang wanted to object, but it was also true that he had not come back for so many years.

Moreover, he now dare not boast about Haikou's promise to provide for the elderly.

After all, the sky is high and the road is far away, and he still has his own family, so he can't stay here for a few years, right?

Take the old man to the border area. The territory there is so big that it is not as convenient to see a doctor as it is here.

At this moment, I could only sigh, but I didn't express any opinion on the house price of tens of thousands of yuan.

After all, you know, if someone takes a fancy to an old house in the village, it is already very impressive. It can be sold for tens of thousands, maybe tens of thousands.

And the Seventh Cousin has laid so much groundwork for what will happen next:

"Just in time for you to come back, I will take you to the village collective to apply for homestead land and other procedures, complete the necessary procedures, and fill in the certificate of abandonment. Otherwise, the house will not be wanted if the procedures are not clear."

Song Shuliang couldn't keep up with the rural policies here at all, and he only heard confused and confused:

"Is this a hassle?"

"No charge."

The seventh cousin's tone is now kind: "Our village party secretary is a capable person. He has already sorted out everything and helped you with the application. You just need to sign it. I will ask her to do the rest later." manage."

"Oh," Song Shuliang nodded: "That's fine."

It doesn't matter if they sell it, the old couple will have some money in their hands, and if someone gets a headache in the future, he won't have to worry about it at the border.

The two children didn't understand anything. The seventh cousin spoke in dialect, which made it even harder to understand. They just obediently passed the empty bowl forward:

"Dad, I still want to drink."

Song Shuliang looked at the empty bowl and then at his daughter.

It was cold, and they were wearing thick clothes, so it was hard to tell whether their bellies were bulging or not.

But how long does it take? Why did you eat the whole bowl?

Looking at the other daughter, she also raised her head and drank the last drop.

"Don't drink anymore?" He became entangled: "What if I drink more and my stomach becomes bloated?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Ayiguli shouting happily at the door of the kitchen:

"Oh my gosh, this milk tastes so good! It's more fragrant than our milk!"

Song Shuliang was stunned for a moment.

Because as we all know, the cattle and sheep in their frontiers must be much more delicious than the ones here. Why is the difference in milk so big?

While he was thinking about it, he saw his two daughters still looking at him eagerly.

The seventh cousin paused, raised the corners of his lips into a proud smile, and then said slowly:

"I can't drink so much at once...but there are steamed milk buns. Can I get one for each of you?"

In fact, looking at the physiques of these two granddaughters, this bowl of milk is nothing, but they have just arrived, so be on the safe side.

The seventh cousin then added:

"Don't eat if you have too much. It will break your stomach."

Steamed buns...

The granddaughters didn't really want to eat it. The milk just tasted really good, and I felt so full. I could probably drink another bowl.

And compared to steamed buns, they still prefer to eat naan, but considering that the steamed buns are soft and have a different feeling from them, they nodded obediently.

"Thank you, grandpa."

Update two, good night.