Song Tan Jishi

Song Tan came back to his senses, and took his takeaway—it was worth 188, and it was a high-quality meal from a private restaurant with the best reputation.

However, as soon as the box was opened, the fragrance of vegetables and the turbid smell were equally mixed, as if the air she was particularly uncomfortable with now.

Song Tan only felt her stomach churning, no matter what, she couldn't eat anymore.

Just at this time, the boss who was honored as "Wang Papi" by the employees walked in, and immediately said angrily when he saw this:

"Song Tan! You're still in the mood to eat. Where's the PPT I want? I tell you that if you can't hand it in before 2 o'clock, don't do it!"

Song Tan seemed to be handed a wonderful step, and immediately stood up:

"Thank you boss, please remember to punch in your salary on time, I will resign and go back to my hometown now!"

Everyone in the office was stunned.

Seeing that Song Tan had already started to pack his things, Wang Papi stood there, dazed and aggrieved:

"I... I didn't mean that either..."

It is not easy for him to find an employee who is obedient, hardworking and capable.

Huo Xueying stopped eating, and came over to persuade Song Tan not to be impulsive. Nowadays, the general environment is not good, and it is not easy to change jobs.

Then he suddenly saw the bald hair on the other side of Song Tan's head, and the gauze attached to it, and felt aggrieved for some reason:

"Let's go! Tan Tan, I'll help you pack your things! You should cultivate your body first, and I'll go find you after get off work!"

What Song Tan said just now was a wish hidden in his body for many years. After saying that sentence, she quickly recalled the green mountains and green waters at home, the cooing fat hen, and the humming big fat pig...

She doesn't know if the pigs in my hometown have impurities, but they must be better than those in the city, right?

At this moment, she couldn't wait to go home.

"No, I'm serious, I'll go back to the rental and pack it later, and then go straight back to my hometown!"

At this moment, Huo Xueying was also stunned.

...

Song Tan was packing extremely fast.

Isn't the hard work of two lifetimes just to have a better life?

Now that I have the skills of self-cultivation (although I haven't started to practice), isn't it uncomfortable to be self-sufficient when I go home?

After taking the temporary documents from the police station, she took a taxi back to the rental house with the box in her arms.

In a small house of 20 square meters, there are a few clothes hanging by the window, and a stack of books on the desk, all of which are study materials related to work.

On the 1.2 meter small bed, the cotton 4-piece set still has the wrinkles from yesterday when I went out in a panic. Looking at it, Song Tan couldn't help remembering how frugal he was before.

She sighed silently.

I dug out the cardboard boxes I didn't want to throw away, packed some simple toiletries, unpacked the four-piece bedding set, a box of clothes, and three pairs of shoes.

Gone.

After tidying up a bit, she called the landlord - leave early, the deposit will not be refunded, and the excess rent will be refunded.

Forget it, there are still 63,500 yuan left!

Back home!

...

High-speed rail, taxis.

For four hours, Song Tan, who was willing to spend money, was no longer the same as before, traveling by train and bus all the way.

At this moment, she was also standing on the side of the road five or six hours earlier than usual.

Looking at the gurgling stream on the other side of the road, breathing the air that is different from the city (although it is still a bit turbid), the whole person finally got out of the swaying state.

On the road on the hillside in the distance, a motorcycle roared over, went downhill, passed through the fields of tea trees on both sides, and finally stopped in front of her.

The short, dark-skinned man looked at her with a smile on his plain face:

"Tan Tan, why are you on vacation?"

The middle-aged man got out of the car, put the huge suitcase on the iron frame at the back of the motorcycle, tied it tightly with rubber band ropes, shook it again, and then said:

"Get in the car, Dad will take you back, your mother baked sweet potatoes at home, I caught some crucian carp for you to stew yesterday - what's wrong with your head?"

This is her father, Song Sancheng.

With tears in his eyes, Song Tan looked at this ordinary man full of worries, tried his best to smile, and then pretended to carelessly touch his head: "It's okay, I knocked it when I got off work, but recently the company has to work overtime, so I just came back rest for few days."

"Then you have to rest, otherwise what should you do if you fall into the root of the disease at a young age?"

The ignition rod of the motorcycle was stepped on a few times, and then there was a roar. Song Tan subconsciously held the rear rack with his backhand, feeling the fresher smell of the wind blowing on his face.

Going up the mountain, bending, the denser and denser trees, even in the cold winter, you can see the green tea mountains and pine forests...

This is her hometown, Qingxi Town, Yunqiao Village.

A hometown with mountains and water and four distinct seasons.

This is her new life.

...

The motorcycle went over the mountains and ridges for more than ten minutes, and finally approached the village after a long downhill.

Yunqiao Village is in the mountains. Although there is a village road and a daily shuttle bus, it is not a problem to go out, but the winding mountain road still brings inconvenience. In recent years, there have been fewer and fewer young people in the village.

The old people are gradually passing away, the young people are leaving, and the people staying in the village have become more and more sparse.

It is full of calculations, and now there are no more than 30 families in the surrounding area.

But what's the point? Cultivator, why haven't you stayed in the deep mountains and old forests? It can take months or decades to retreat, it doesn't matter if there are people.

…

Song Tan got off the motorcycle, only to feel a strange feeling in his body that was ready to move—it was the fluctuation from the spiritual root. To have this reaction proved that the deep mountains and old forests were indeed more suitable for cultivation.

Thinking of his ability after recovery, Song Tan became more confident about the future.

In the world of comprehension, she has the dual spiritual roots of water and wood, and what she cultivates is the two systems of exercises, which are the most vital.

It's just that the way of heaven is difficult, and golden pills are hard to achieve. If she doesn't become a golden elixir, the weak in the cultivation world will be preyed upon by the strong, and she will not be able to control her own destiny.

In order to seek a breakthrough opportunity, Song Tan planted spiritual plants in the back mountain for a hundred years, carefully savoring the prosperity of life and death, wind, frost, snow and rain, sunshine and morning dew.

The ability to nourish the grass and trees with a single hand of aura is almost at the cost of training.

Now that she is lucky enough to live another life, she will not ask for anything else when she returns to the countryside, so let's grow something she can eat first.

This mortal food is so filthy, it's really hard for her to swallow it!

Thinking of this, the stomach that hadn't eaten for a day became more and more hungry, and there was a tangy aroma first.

A pudgy woman also came out of the kitchen on the other side of the yard:

"Tan Tan, what do you want to eat tonight? I stewed crucian carp soup and cooked a few more. Let me scramble an egg for you. Don't you like eggs? It's too late to kill the chicken, and I'll cook it for you tomorrow—— Lao Song, go and pull two handfuls of coriander, and put it in the fish soup later."

Coriander is coriander, and Song Tan's family loves this taste.

Song Tan looked at her mother Ulan, and laughed too: "Let's add two more big fats. Ning Province never let go of this when eating fish. I've thought about it for a long time."

The locals like to put this when they eat fish, and it has a unique aroma. Song Tan didn't know until he went to work in Ning Province that the scientific name of this "big fat" is Huoxiang, and it seems that outsiders (especially Ning Province) don't eat it.

Ulan laughed out loud: "Is it delicious to cook in a restaurant outside? But in this winter, there is no big fat, so let's use coriander."

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