Song Tan Jishi

Oh my god, such a useful thing, why didn't I think of it before? Song Tan was stunned for a moment: If I had known earlier, I don't know how much trouble I would have saved this year.

But that's okay, fix it and buy it today. As for the pulverizer, there are many choices for selling agricultural machinery in the town!

But before that, Seventh Cousin still ordered:

"Tan Tan, you are very energetic. Go and clean up your old cellar later, and then go down to the bottom to pick up this wine jar."

Of course, this old cellar is not dedicated to storing wine, but because the older generation suffered from famine and was unable to buy things at any time because of the limited conditions at that time, every household has a cellar for storing grain.

Song Tan still remembers when he was a child, the cellar was basically used to store sweet potatoes. And not in the yard, but on the slope next to the back of the house.

But different from urban fantasy, this cellar is cool and dry, but for children, it is not a sense of happiness full of storage, but grass crawlers (a particularly multi-legged bug) crawling back and forth in the cellar ...

The truth is full of shadows.

Song Tan cleared his throat: "OK!"

On the contrary, Ulan was a little surprised: "The sweet potato cellar has been useless for more than ten years, cousin, you still remember it!"

First, the family has not grown so many sweet potatoes for many years, and second, the opening of the sweet potato cellar is a bit small, and there is no ladder or anything. It is all pulled by the rope, which is only suitable for children or thinner people.

So after she gave birth to Qiao Qiao and gradually gained weight, she basically didn't go down, and gradually became wasted.

Now that Seventh Cousin brought it up, she was really surprised.

"Is there anything I don't know? You married Sancheng or I was in charge of it! Besides, when your father asked someone to dig this cellar, he also asked me to cook."

Seventh Cousin also sighed.

In fact, most people dig this grain cellar with the help of their brothers. But the old Song family, Song Sancheng was not yet married when the cellar was dug, Song Dafang left at a young age, the family simply didn't have enough labor...

At that time, Song Youde had scrapped two catties of flour, caught two fish, and then invited him to make two dishes, and accompany a guest by the way...

I don't usually use it, so I can't think of it. Now such a good wine, not to mention digging out this sweet potato cellar from memory, even if there is none, the seventh cousin can command and order to dig one now!

Anyway, no one wants to spoil this good wine.

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After such a toss, Song Sancheng was worried that the sweet potato cellar hadn't been used for many years, and he didn't know what was going on underneath.

While worrying about his driver's license.

At the same time, I also thought that if Ulan passed him and he didn't, it would be embarrassing to say it! He can't hold back his old face...

As far as he could imagine, the vat full of sorghum and rice had been forgotten by him.

It was Song Tan who expressed regret: "Hey, it's not the right time. If Brother Yanping is still there, and the group of people fishing are still there, I can buy this on the spot to make a nest, and I can make a fortune."

Her tone of voice was very relaxed, and it was obvious that she wanted to have fun, and Seventh Cousin also laughed at her: "You are taking advantage of money."

"Don't worry about making nests, this tank is a good thing. Keep it for pigs, chickens and ducks, and you can feed fish."

Song Tan laughed: "Just feed the fish."

The small fish fry just released in the pond are full of spirits, so they can't be dizzy and float in the pond!

Everyone was having fun chatting, when suddenly someone shouted outside the door: "Thirty percent, thirty percent!"

Song Sancheng went out in response, but saw Zhou Maozhu walking into the yard, he was a little embarrassed to see him:

"You, what... do you and Tantan have time at night? Come to my house for dinner."

That's not okay!

Song Sancheng's first thought was to refuse.

Who doesn't want to eat the peach feast and eat Yangchun noodles!

Although this metaphor is not appropriate, it is indeed the case in his heart.

And, well, why invite him to dinner with Tan Tan?

Whoa!

Song Sancheng immediately became vigilant, especially when he heard that Mao Zhu's son had returned—don't want to introduce someone to Tan Tan!

That's not okay!

Hearing Zhou Maozhu talk about his son's gift giving before, Song Sancheng knew that this kid must have a bad brain! Can't.

The thoughts in his mind were spinning a thousand times, and Zhou Maozhu could be embarrassed at this point.

Seeing this, Song Tan hurried over: "Uncle, what's the matter?"

Zhou Maozhu then gritted his teeth and said: "Tan Tan, you are capable and knowledgeable now, I thought my son was a little hairy looking outside, you go over to have a meal, and give pointers by the way..."

"You said, those who earn more than they earn should be down-to-earth, right? Tianyu has been working for two or three years with a monthly salary of 10,000 to 20,000. How are you doing?"

"Let him come back, and he is not happy. As long as our two old bones have been squeezed out, we can't make up the down payment. What should we do? What if we don't have a nest?"

He rubbed his hands awkwardly: "I just thought, you are almost the same age, and he will listen to what you say."

Poor parents in the world!

Song Sancheng couldn't help thinking of what the couple thought when Tan Tan didn't come back——

Let the children stay in the provincial capital to start a family, and only come back for a day or two during the holidays.

Just think about it, don't mention how sour your heart is!

It's just that in Qiaoqiao's case, calling her back is also a burden. Only then did he hold back, and instead persuaded Song Tan to stay in the provincial capital.

Although life is getting more and more prosperous now, the bitterness of the previous years cannot be erased by a sentence or two.

Looking at Zhou Maozhu's tangled appearance now, he immediately. I feel the same way.

Looking at Song Tan again, she also smiled brightly: "Uncle, what's the matter, just say it."

"Hey, by the way, tell my aunt to stop cooking and come to my house to eat at night. Some of the wine I brewed just came out of the cellar in the afternoon. Come and have a drink with my dad."

If you ask someone to help you at home, why go to someone else's house for a meal? Besides, things from Song Tan's house are so expensive...

Zhou Maozhu blushed with embarrassment, and refused again and again, but he didn't hold back Song Sancheng, so he went back to call for someone.

As soon as he left, Song Sancheng's face fell down:

"There are not many catties of our wine left..."

A little bit of this, a little bit of that, now there are only a few dozen catties left.

"It's okay, Dad."

Song Tan comforted him: "Next year, we will grow some miscellaneous grains, and then we will have plenty of good wine."

Besides, the wine is strong enough, and if this group of people add it up and drink it openly, it probably won't consume much.

What's more, this thing is not something to drink every day, it is better to drink a small amount or not at all.

But Song Tan didn't say that.

She only persuaded: "After a while, when the tea comes out, Uncle Zhou will have to fry the tea for our family. It's not worth buying someone for a drink."

Especially since there is a young man who can work in his family!

At a young age, it is so difficult to struggle in a big city, why not go home and help her peel sweet potatoes!

It doesn't matter if you have a bad brain, you don't need a brain to plan sweet potatoes.

Good night. The WeChat keyboard is a little bit easier to use! When I develop my voice skills, maybe I can write more. But not now, my brain can't keep up...

Hey! Add more success tonight and be in a good mood to sacrifice a sister!

"The young lady who worked as a fine lady in the era, led the rough man to make a fortune" is in the downfall of the world.

That's right, it's the familiar octopus saver Maniac Andy!

Introduction: Once time travels, Chen An, a well-known surgeon, became a married young lady of the era.

The husband in name is getting more and more wrong, what should I do?

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In the first month of meeting, Chen An'an: Husband, let's get a divorce!

Fu Huai'an: Li, leave when I get back from a mission!

At the end of the three-year mission, Chen An'an thought sadly with her big belly—is this marriage still divorced?