Song Tan Jishi

The person in charge lost face, and he didn't even bother to pick the cherries, so he hurriedly grabbed about two catties, turned around and ran back to the work shed.

Looking up again, he saw a young man squatting in the work shed, who was still in vicissitudes of life. He was startled:

"What are you doing? Isn't the job done? Why haven't you left yet?!"

The excavator guy looked sad: "Brother, you don't understand, you're here, I don't want to eat a meal—"

Turning his head and sniffing again: "What did you take?"

The head of the person in charge jumped, and subconsciously turned the bag away: "It's nothing, go back after you finish your work, and I will call you again if there is more work."

Seeing him like this, the young man couldn't help leaning over: "There must be something!"

Then a flash of inspiration: "Brother, have you gone to pick cherries?"

"Give me one!"

Good guy, I am more or less a foreman, how can the young guy not know respect!

The person in charge looked sad, and it took a long time to pull out a cluster of three fleshy cherries from the bag and hand them over.

Just thinking about how to refuse this guy if he wants him again, but seeing that the other party has already tasted it, he sighed at this moment:

"That's the taste! It's so delicious! How can I be reconciled if I don't eat a meal?"

"Brother, you obviously like it too, but you're still not willing to discuss food with his family..."

The head of the person in charge jumped.

"What do you mean?" Didn't his family only grow cherries?

"How is it possible?"

The excavator boy glanced at him: "I told you, I opened a peach grove for the back mountain, and the peach trees are definitely not bad. Besides, whether it's wild vegetables on the ground or anything in the garden, everything in their house is very good. eat."

"The few days when I was working," he sighed, with a melancholy expression: "...I don't know how good the days are."

principal:……

He looked at the bag of cherries hesitantly.

Just, the cherries are so delicious, the food...

At this moment, he carried the plastic bag, then turned his head and walked out:

"It suddenly occurred to me that there was something that was not clearly discussed on the design drawing of this house before, so I have to ask it in person."

Halfway through the walk, he turned around again, took the car keys and put the cherries in the car, planning to come back to eat after dinner. Then he took out another cigarette——

It's true, I build houses for so many people, and the owners of other houses come to pass cigarettes to me. It's this family's turn, and he has to deliver it himself...

It's amazing how delicious the food is!

Just as he was about to close the car door, he saw the guy with the excavator pawing at the door: "Brother, take me with you, I'll leave after I finish this meal, for sure!"

principal:……

However, halfway on the way, he couldn't help asking: "You are about the same age as our client's siblings. You call me brother, they call me uncle, and I call my father and brother. This generation is not right. !"

The excavator boy looked at him hesitantly: "Brother, do you look too anxious?"

"Look at you, your skin is dark, there are many wrinkles on your face, and you are still gaining weight slowly. You look a few years older. Look at me, Uncle Song, who is full of energy. His hair is black and shiny, and he looks fine. Stronger than you—why does this girl have the guts to call you brother?"

principal:……

Such a big guy, why did he open his mouth!

...

At the same time, Seven Cousin's son Song Shuliang also received his courier.

This area belongs to the non-free postage area. This package was paid a lot of money by the seventh cousin, and it fell into his hands after several twists and turns.

He is 40 years old this year, and his two daughters are also in their teens, and he hasn't returned to his hometown for almost ten years.

Looking at the package from my hometown now, the nostalgia far outweighs the curiosity about the contents of the package.

It so happened that the two children came back after chasing each other, holding a big watermelon in their hands.

In May and June, not many fruits in the frontier are ripe, and the most are apricots, grapes, pears and watermelons, which are not lacking in every household.

Instead, the two children were pleasantly surprised to see the courier.

"Dad, what did you buy?"

They belong to the non-postage area here, and when they buy things online, they always end up with nothing because of the postage.

Now that there is such a big package suddenly, it is really fresh.

Song Shuliang took the watermelon and said, "Take it apart, grandpa sent it over."

"ah!"

The two children cried out in surprise.

They grow up so big, they haven't seen their grandpa yet!

It was really a long way. Song Shuliang went back when the child was young, but it was not convenient to take two children, so he didn't take it.

Fortunately, the development of science and technology in recent years, WeChat video red envelopes and so on, did not make the child too unfamiliar with grandpa.

Now, when they opened the package and saw what was inside, they exclaimed first, and then were slightly disappointed.

"Why does grandpa send honey? The honey here is very good!"

"Beside Joel, this is Grandpa's wish."

Song Shuliang's wife came out with a watermelon knife. She was a mixed-race girl with big eyes and very beautiful. Her father was from the frontier, and her mother also came from other places like Song Shuliang, and she also stayed here in the end.

Therefore, the two children not only have Chinese names, but also names from border areas.

The eldest daughter, Jole, giggled, and told her sister what was left:

"Dad, this is a big bag! What is it?"

But it's not very heavy, otherwise the postage will be very expensive!

Song Shuliang came over and took a look: "This is white fungus."

He looked at the dried white fungus with small yellowish flowers that were not uniform, and smelled them closely, and then a smile appeared in his eyes - sure enough, with his father's pickiness, the quality of the things he sent would never be bad.

Instead, another daughter, Afu, was a little curious: "Why is it different from the ones sold in the market?"

This one is smaller and not as round and pretty.

Song Shuliang patted her head: "Because this is a better quality linden fungus, and the taste is better than the ones on the market."

"Shall I stew white fungus soup at night? Soak the white fungus first."

The wife came over: "I'm looking for a video of stewing soup on Douyin."

There are mostly meat here, and there are not many sweet soups, so to be on the safe side, let's take a look at Douyin.

"OK!"

Song Shuliang took advantage of the situation and unscrewed the honey: "Try the honey your grandfather sent, maybe it's better than ours."

The fresh aroma of honey permeated the dry air. The two girls sniffled, then sat aside obediently, holding the glass bottle.

Looking at the bottom of the box, there are two boxes of simply packaged tea.

Song Shuliang was really surprised this time.

He has been away from home for many years, even if he doesn't pay much attention to appetite, now he can't help but think of the taste of home.

Of course, getting used to it is another matter.

It's just that eating large pieces of meat here will inevitably be a little greasy for a long time. It was also his father's hometown tea before. It's not famous, but it's delicious enough.

Now there are two more boxes, it must be the new tea of ​​this year!

He couldn't wait to open the package.

Good night in advance, I can't finish the second update, so I just put it badly.

Avzel: April

Beside Joel: Morning Star

I was going to rest tonight, but 10...still waiting for my chapter push...

alright. Tonight's show is for my sister Fei 10, she put it on the shelves in the early morning, this book is absolutely wonderful! Speed ​​to see——

"Happy Chang'an"