Song Tan Jishi

Party secretary Xiao Zhu didn't take the two catties of shredded tobacco seriously.

After all, according to her age group, there are too few people who still smoke shredded tobacco. The old man at home smokes, and the logistics directly brought them over.

But...it's useless for her to keep this thing. At least she can show her family that she has a good relationship with the villagers and prove that the work she does is loved by others.

So I also sent back the honey tea leaves I bought before.

By the time the express delivery went all the way up the mountain, 4 days had passed.

In the red-roofed and white-walled community in the secluded mountain forest, the surroundings are quiet. There are people playing the erhu by the edge of the bamboo forest, and an old lady is still pulling her arms on the fitness equipment. Except for the abrupt sound of chess smashing in the gazebo, you can even Said it was a paradise.

It was just 9:00 in the morning, and the logistics vehicle brought back everyone's couriers from the foot of the mountain. After the basic inspection, Mr. Zhu received the couriers in the yard.

But he was busy getting his pawns across the river at the moment, so he couldn't think about it right now.

"Old Yun, help me see what express delivery it is."

The old man named Lao Yun was not angry, and now he took the courier from the side and took a look: "What Yunqiao Village... Hey! This place is quite remote. Old Zhu, the sender, Zhu Jun——Your Majesty Does your granddaughter work there?"

Speaking of the eldest granddaughter, Lao Zhu's face glowed red: "Yes. The little girl is from a family, and her thoughts are meticulous. When she goes to work in the countryside, she still misses me as an old man. Every day, she is either this or that. You say she There are only a few salaries in total, and they are all spent on me!"

Who wouldn't show off the grandkids?

Lao Yun also said with a smile: "My grandson is the same. You said you can just do a job and get some grades, and you even called me to tell me... This kid is still too young to hold his breath!"

Seeing that the box was quite big, he asked, "Do you want to take it apart?"

"dismantle."

Lao Zhu, a "general", buckled the chess piece heavily, and the face of the old man on the opposite side turned dark for an instant, then he snorted and stood up.

His worthless child can show off, and he simply said: "I feel uncomfortable after sitting for a long time, I have to get up and walk around."

Lao Zhu didn't care, and turned to look at his courier.

The last time my son called and said that the tea leaves sent by his daughter were amazing—hmph, just knowing about her father, he, a grandpa, didn't taste a single sip!

Zhu Jun: ...

Injustice! Who knows that you are not at home right now and are running up the mountain again!

However, this time the full package was specially sent to the old man.

When I opened it, I saw a few ordinary plastic bags, very rustic and casual.

"What is this?" Several old men gathered around—

Well, a bunch of white fungus, small and yellow, very pitiful.

It's good white fungus, but a group of gentlemen are really not interested in this sweet soup, so they put it aside casually at the moment.

Look again - two bottles of honey!

Why is this sweet?

But it's good to drink some honey water when you're old, okay.

Then came two boxes of tea——

Whoops, hit the spot!

Lao Zhu became excited: Is this the best tea that my granddaughter mentioned?

He hurriedly greeted everyone: "Come, come, my granddaughter said that this is a local specialty big camellia, which is better than the tea she drank since she was a child. Her little girl knows how to drink tea. Let's taste it."

As soon as this side exited, someone immediately cleared away the cups and brought the kettle over.

The tea leaves were quickly disassembled, and a pinch of each person was put into the cup. Before soaking in water, a burst of fragrance rushed to the face.

Old Zhu: ...

His heart was beating drums, and he always had some bad premonitions.

The next moment, with the hot water brewing, an indescribable fragrance burst out of everyone's teacups.

Good guy!

The old chess man with a dark complexion just now slapped his thigh instantly: "It's really good tea!"

While holding the cup, he couldn't wait to blow his breath, wishing he could have a sip right away.

Old Zhu: ...

He re-buttoned the tea pot calmly, and then pushed it aside pretending to be casual.

Finally opened the remaining bag: "What is this?"

Open it and see, all right, a golden bag full of shredded tobacco.

"This silly boy!" He laughed immediately: "I don't smoke dry tobacco, why give me this?"

On the contrary, Lao Yun took a look, stretched out his hand to grab a handful, and sniffed it carefully: "This shredded tobacco seems to be of high quality—Old Zhu, if you don't smoke it, just give it to me."

"My son recently bought a cigarette rolling machine online, and I have nothing to use to roll two cigarettes."

Lao Yun is a heavy smoker, he smokes one or two packs a day, and the doctor refuses to persuade him no matter what.

He had already opened his mouth, and Lao Zhu was also quite forthright: "Okay, you can go in half."

After thinking about it, and seeing how many people were sitting there, none of them could live without a cigarette, so he simply said:

"You bring your cigarette-roller and show us what it looks like."

At the same time, he muttered: "Now we have all kinds of tools. When we rolled cigarettes in the past, we didn't just cut the newspaper and fold it a little bit, and stuffed tobacco into it."

After saying this, everyone remembered the past many years ago, and became interested for a while:

"Yes, Lao Yun brought your tool here, let's roll and smoke by ourselves."

"OK!"

Lao Yun is also refreshing.

A gust of mountain wind blew by, the leaves rattled, and a cool breeze blew up in the whole pavilion, which made people feel refreshed and the fragrance of tea was more elegant.

Everyone couldn't help but sat down again, each holding their own teacups, eyes full of eagerness.

"Smell the aroma, it's refreshing, it's really no worse than the tea we drink!"

"No!" Old Zhu still has the heart to put gold on his granddaughter's face: "This girl, such a good tea, she has to help others figure out the market, so she can't bury it."

As he spoke, he blew slowly on the surface of the water, and then took a shallow sip carefully.

When the tea enters the throat, it seems as if the continuous water vapor of the spring rushes into the mouth, and then slides down the throat silkily.

Lao Zhu was stunned!

When he waited for him to sigh and regain his senses, he saw that everyone was in a state of joy and intoxication.

"Good tea!"

He yelled loudly, and now he remembered how he boldly pulled out a handful for everyone to brew, and couldn't help but secretly regret——

Everyone is used to drinking tea, and must have strong tea.

Look, Lao Yun's teacup opposite is half full of tea leaves, so he can't be so generous next time.

Looking at everyone again, I was really excited: "It's really good tea, it's really good——Old Zhu, I'll share a bag of tea!"

Old Zhu trembled in his heart: "What are you talking about! My granddaughter respects me, and giving it to you doesn't hurt her filial piety?"

Good guy!

Lao Yun also snorted: "Last year, my son bought me a cellar of daughter red, did you share half of it? Then how can my son make up for his filial piety?"

Good night.