Song Tan Jishi

When Zhang Yanping returned to the yard again, he saw that everyone was slowly loading soybeans wrapped in flour onto the dustpan.

This job is not tiring!

He hurried forward to actively ask for help, but was stopped by Ulan again:

"We have flour on our hands, so don't touch your hands."

Zhang Yanping was really interested, he had already forgotten the shadow of Dou Zi at this moment, and said curiously:

"Is this going to be piled together for fermentation?"

Seventh Cousin shook his head: "No, I want to dry it in the sun and put it in a dustpan so that it can be collected at night."

Just carry the dustpan back to the warehouse.

"That's not right..." Zhang Yanping wondered, "Why did I read on the Internet that it needs to be fermented first, so that it can produce some kind of Aspergillus flavus or something?"

Wang Xiaoshun laughed:

"You're talking about making watermelon sauce. The watermelon sauce has a lot of humidity and needs to be fermented first. I think Master Song made the soy beans dry. I'm going to cover them with Artemisia annua. Then you need to dry the beans."

But Wang Xiaoshun is a caring person, so he comforted him right now: "Don't worry, we'll start making watermelon sauce tomorrow, you just happen to be able to learn it."

Zhang Yanping: ...I told you to talk too much! Tell you to talk too much!

It's not even five o'clock in the afternoon, and walking on the ground in thinner shoes will burn your feet. The flour-coated soybeans were left to dry in a dustpan, and when it got dark, it was obvious that the moisture on the surface had disappeared.

Everyone carried dustpans into the warehouse in twos and twos. There was no place to put them in such a huge warehouse. I had no choice but to see stitches piled on top of each other, and there was almost nowhere to go.

Song Sancheng looked at it, and couldn't help but frowned: "I'll see if the carpenter is still at home tomorrow, and let him quickly build a few multi-layered shelves. It's not a big deal for this dustpan to be kept like this."

Today is soy beans, and tomorrow I will prepare soy beans with watermelon sauce, so a dustpan is indispensable, so don’t really have no place to put it.

Qiao Qiao learned this skill of making sauce, and regretted not being able to teach it to the children for a while... But what my sister said is right, I taught a lot of knowledge today, they are stupid and can't learn so much——

Wait until tomorrow.

When I came out again, I saw that the big orange was nowhere to be seen in the cat's nest in the corner, and some small oranges dug out two dried soybeans that had fallen to the ground from nowhere, jumping and jumping, having a great time playing.

Soy beans are also so fun?

He stared at it for a while, and couldn't help but also want to play.

But I'm an adult now, wouldn't it be too naive to play soybeans with kittens?

So Qiao Qiao thought for a while, then rushed out of the yard, and broke a tall dog's tail grass by the side of the road.

The green and fluffy dogtail grass trembled in an S-shape on the concrete floor, making a slight friction sound, which attracted a few tangerines who didn't even want beans, and became excited instantly!

Some jump left and right, some lie down with their heads lying down and their buttocks pouted, swinging back and forth in an ambush, and some are the most odious!

Even while tentatively stretching out his paws to touch the fluffy grass, he even meowed in a small milky voice!

Qiao Qiao's heart melted, and now she asked Song Tan quietly: "Sister, I have done a lot of work today, can I catch a kitten and put it under the bed at night?"

Strictly speaking, there is nothing wrong with it.

The cat has been dewormed. As for the sticky dust, as long as Qiao Qiao is willing to wash the four-piece suit frequently, that's fine.

But today it’s a cat, maybe I’ve let Da Tian sit next to the pillow… What about the four dogs on the porch?

Now that he is still recovering from his injuries, can he run and jump tomorrow, walk in the field once, and take him back to bed when he looks cute?

Song Tan then nodded cautiously: "You take it secretly, I won't tell mom."

"But, here are four kittens, each of which is so cute, which one do you want to take?"

ah?

Jojo was also at a loss.

At first, he saw that meow was so soft and milky, and wanted to lure it to the bed, it must be very comfortable to sleep in his arms at night.

But now looking at the one with its butt pouting and pouncing on the dog's tail grass, it seems to be very lively and cute!

And the one that just jumped up and accidentally fell to the ground...

So he also panicked—yes, which one should he choose?

Song Tan was still urging it: "Then you have to choose quickly, the kittens are so cute. If you only choose one, will the other kittens be sad?"

"Oh, maybe they are sad and sad, and they are worried that the one you caught will be beaten at night... It must be meowing in the middle of the night and can't sleep."

Needless to say, this big orange and the squirrels really had some back-and-forth deals.

Song Tan practiced at night, and he could often see them working together.

However, since the rats and snakes on the mountain are consciously driving away, Daju always goes to the fields to dig out voles.

The squirrels dig their holes...

One exterminated the family, the other ransacked the house, the match was particularly tacit.

After much deliberation, probably only Datian is really easy to deceive.

And the kitten in the yard lost its mother and was attracted by various movements outside. Isn't it normal to meow at night?

But Jojo didn't know.

He just became more and more entangled - really wanted to bring the cat back to the bed, but...but which one to choose! How can I tell the little cats so that they know that they don't hit cats?

Until Seventh Cousin urged him: "Qiao Qiao, why don't you go to the mountain to help Master Qian!"

Only then did Qiao Qiao react, and then look at the time——

"Ah, it's past five o'clock!"

He hurriedly rode his colorful little three-wheeled big flower, and quickly went up the mountain.

The one who helped to work on the mountain was the young woman who had applied for the job with Zhai Xiaoe before—yes, she was chosen in the end.

Because people work so quickly!

Don't look at the lack of rings, bracelets, necklaces, skirts, sandals, and eyebrows, but it doesn't affect people's efficiency at all!

Besides, working in the summer is quite painful these days. Ulan asked several times, but this job is the most satisfactory.

But she was always worried, and the other party took the initiative to tell Ulan:

"Sister, I actually want to find another man when I come back to work."

Ulan was taken aback by what he said.

But then someone said again: "If you see that I work neatly, I will polish it myself during this time, and then ask Master Qian..."

In a project cycle, the construction team is full of men, so you can always see a good thing, right?

Why, why are you so direct? Ulan didn't even react. Although this Zhai Xiaofeng was indeed divorced early, didn't the other party bring a daughter? Let's find another man...

"You can think about it!"

This time, Ulan sincerely wanted to persuade her: "Your girl is in her teens. If you find another man, you say this... this..."

She wanted to say something simple and profound, but she felt that it was inappropriate to hold back her mouth, so she could only tactfully say: "It's not convenient!"

But Zhai Xiaofeng's eyes were red: "Sister! I know what you mean, to tell you the truth, the one who told me to find another one is my daughter."

"She said that she will be able to take the exam in the second year of high school this year. Anyway, her grades are not very good. After the exam, she will go out to find a job. She will come back to get her graduation certificate after the third year of high school."

"It's not that I can't stand up, it's just...the man in front of me has found it again!"

I'm not human! I'll come first! Tomorrow, tomorrow... Tomorrow must make up!

Ah, there is another update tonight. It's late, let's see it tomorrow.