Song Tan Jishi

During lunch, grandma finally met her eldest grandson, Wu Lei.

But I didn't think so at first, but now that I have presbyopia, it seems that this eldest grandson is not so outstanding——

Just, look at Qiao Qiao, he is white, clean and sweet, and his teacher is also gentle and handsome.

If it doesn't work, look at Yan Ping, although he looks at the five big and three thick, black and strong, a bit fierce. But people with a discerning eye can tell that he is in good health and has a good physique for working!

But look at Wu Lei again, walking with his head down and his shoulders on his shoulders (too tired from work, his body is still stiff and sore), he walks slowly, his shoes want to wear through the floor (he has no strength in his waist), and he looks haggard and depressed, The hair is messed up, and there are sunburn marks on the face...

Why is this spirit so bad?

However, Qiao Qiao was still curiously asking:

"Brother Wu Lei, have you been working until now? It's been so hard! But my sister said that I can't help you with the work, so if you lie on the sofa without changing your clothes, you still have to wash the sofa cover yourself."

What? !

Grandma was shocked!

The farm work is dirty all day, she can see Qiao Qiao's sofa on the third floor, it's milky white, not to mention how clean it is!

Although it is not festive enough, grandma is actually very satisfied with the cleanliness - why is my grandson still so messy when he comes to his aunt's house?

Why is this kid a little...a little...

Grandma didn't think of it.

The brows on this side are still not relaxed, and grandpa asked caringly: "Leilei, did you stay up late at night to play games again? When I woke up at night, I heard that you were still playing games in the middle of the night...Look at you, the spirit of staying up late There's a huge difference in the head."

"No!"

Qiao Qiao hurriedly said: "Brother Wu Lei went to bed at 10 o'clock in the evening recently, and he never stayed up late again!"

Grandma understood in an instant—as expected, the eldest daughter-in-law still had a reason, and the child would be useless without polishing. Sure enough, he had to hone his skills here at Tan Tan.

She didn't expect her grandson to be very successful, but she couldn't have her health collapsed before she got married and started a business.

How healthy like Yanping!

Young man, he has an appetite when he eats, like a little piggy, he looks happy when he looks at it.

Wu Lei: ...

He hasn't said a word yet!

I was about to show my grandma the pain I suffered, the marks on my palms, and the burning pain on my shoulders... But just as I was about to speak, my grandma looked me up and down, then shook her head and hurried to pick up vegetables up.

He froze in place, and couldn't help but look himself up and down again at this moment——

Why, is he so unpopular now?

...

And here, grandma and grandma are having a lively chat.

One praised the couple's ability, and the other praised how virtuous the daughter-in-law is... The two sides hugged each other, and the meal was full of smoke and joy.

Grandpa even drank two or two small wines with grandpa, and then even two days later, the job of helping weaving straw mats was settled.

On the contrary, grandma was a little melancholy:

"Tan Tan, do you still have people on the tea mountain?"

The tea trees will be pruned in the hot weather, and it's only a few days away. However, Song Tan has another good place:

"Grandma, don't worry! I told you that you will live after two days of rest."

But my grandma told the truth: "I haven't done the straw mat work on your grandfather's side for many years. It's definitely not bad, but it's definitely not as good as your grandpa. Don't make trouble for others—if not, I'll help cut the grass?" Is there anyone for this job?"

Song Tan: ...

I know you can't be free, but this is too capable.

She thought for a while: "Otherwise, this is good. The black fungus on the mountain has grown. Grandma, you help pick the fungus from morning to night. The salary is still 100 yuan a day. How about it?"

100 yuan?

Grandma was a little overjoyed: "You silly boy, money is not worth money, right? Just pick fungus and pay back 100 a day? Grandma doesn't want it."

Song Tan was aggrieved: "I haven't paid much for this. If I hire someone else to do it, I will get 150 a day!"

Grandma's distressed heart trembled.

Who hasn't planted fungus? Standing on rows of wooden shelves and breaking down, it is easy to chat, and it will take 150 a day?

"I come!"

She didn't hesitate.

"Also, don't invite so many people, how fast you can pick fungus, don't you just have an acre of land in the chestnut forest? Grandma doesn't need money, it's not a job."

"That's impossible! I don't want free laborers. Besides—"

Song Tan quietly leaned over: "My grandma has a salary. If you don't want a salary, grandma, how can grandma ask for it?"

Grandma: ...that's true.

Song Tan then laughed again: "Then it's settled! Grandma, why don't you work for me, together with my mother."

"I want to go too."

Qiao Qiao finally endured until the two of them finished talking, and at this moment looked at Song Tan eagerly: "Qiao Qiao hasn't learned how to pick black fungus yet."

"OK, go!"

Song Tan arranged the time properly: "During the day, we will only work for a few hours in the morning and evening. It just so happens that you can live broadcast and teach your children."

Qiao Qiao nodded: "I told the children, whoever studies well, I will hold a class reunion in the future!"

His eyes were shining brightly, full of anticipation: "At that time, my sister will be able to earn a lot of money again!"

Song Tan: ...Your sister and I don't think so.

But Zhang Yanping has recovered:

"Okay! We, Qiao Qiao, are sensible and will consider the family! Don't worry, brother Yanping, I promise to help you get the biggest commission!"

Qiao Qiao looked at Zhang Yanping with full trust at the moment: "Brother Yanping, you must work hard!"

"This time I want a Tiga who can biubiubiu!"

Zhang Yanping: ...

He glared at Xin Jun secretly: See what you taught the child, what's going on?

Xin Jun also raised his eyebrows unceremoniously: You can do it!

Zhang Yanping: ...

He died down instantly.

And here, Xin Jun took the time to teach Qiao Qiao: "Do you know how much an Ultraman is?"

"I know!"

Qiao Qiao nodded: "Sister said last time, my Ciro 188, Dijia probably is about the same."

"Then do you know how much the commission and salary are?"

"have no idea."

Qiao Qiao shook her head: "My sister said that I have saved all the goods brought by the live broadcast. There are also thousands of class fees for the lessons I give to the children, and they are also saved for me."

"But I don't spend money, even if you give me money, it's not as good as Dijia!"

Ah this.

Zhang Yanping was dumbfounded again.

Looking at Xin Jun's frightened eyes at the side, at this moment, he can only bow down.

That is to say, a teacher like Xin Jun may not be very good if he substitutes students step by step.

But when he came to teach Qiao Qiao, he really taught all aspects of human and world skills.

No wonder Song Tan felt as if he was facing an enemy when he heard that he wanted to talk to someone—a good teacher is hard to find!

He could only sigh, and stretched out his hand to Qiao Qiao: "Come on, give me the phone, I'll go to your live broadcast room to post a preview."

He turned his head and asked Song Tan again: "What time do you pick the black fungus?"

Song Tan looked at the hot sun outside: "Let's start at three o'clock in the afternoon."

Now in midsummer, I'm fainted at 7:00 pm, which is about four hours. Because there is no shelter for tea picking, I can start at 4 pm instead.

Besides, there is also a lot of shade in the chestnut forest, which cannot be exposed to the sun.

Tomorrow, dentistry can no longer be delayed...

well!