Song Tan Jishi

Professor Song's dormitory is larger.

The 80-square-meter two-bedroom and one-living room looks empty now, but the layout is quite regular. Although it was cold, the sunshine was nice, and Grandma Tang took a liking to it at first glance:

"Oh, this is great! I've been looking at a lot of new home furnishings online, and I'm worried that I don't have any place to use them."

The old couple lived in an old community, and the lot size was not to mention, but the house type was too old.

The layout of the apartment is also old-fashioned, not to mention the decoration. Let's reinstall it. I've been living here for so many years and I don't want to make a big move.

But don’t pretend, I’m itching to see the various styles of young people online.

Besides, the couple's struggle is good, but the current national situation is that those who make atomic bombs are not as good as those who sell tea eggs, and they really don't have much money. It would be unrealistic to just spend money to buy another set.

Now, fortunately, there is a ready-made semi-prefabricated house with only flooring, water, electricity, and whitewashing. It is just suitable for the mentality of the old lady who does not want to go all out to cut the walls and smash the floor, and can change the furnishings at will according to the style.

Regardless of whether she was really happy or had such emotional intelligence, Song Tan was extremely satisfied. At this moment, he patted his chest and promised:

"Just tell me what furniture and furnishings you want to buy, and we'll pay for it! When the goods arrive, I'll go to town to bring them back, and you don't have to worry about installing them. Young guys like these can always use them!"

With Professor Song's qualifications, no one would be able to arrange everything carefully wherever he goes! This rough house of hers is all about giving in.

Professor Song is also accustomed to what Song Tan said - even though he has always been quite simple in the Tianshan Mountains and underground, but nowadays, when conducting research, funding is inseparable.

If you want funds, what kind of scene have you not seen before?

Now he is not polite: "Okay! Let your Grandma Tang arrange it! Just arrange the meals!"

That is required!

Qiao Qiao then said "Ah": "Today I am going to make fried chicken with tea oil! I have to go back first."

Professor Song was stunned for a moment, then ecstatic, and then there was wind on his feet: "Did your family kill chickens?"

Song Tan followed behind him leisurely:

"Well, kill the little chicken I bought."

Professor Song:......

His face was full of disappointment, and his pace slowed down. He also said to Grandma Tang: "You don't know, their pigs and chickens are very energetic and delicious at first sight! I have been thinking about it for a long time!"

As a well-maintained old lady, Grandma Tang said reservedly at this moment: "Why don't I know? I have tasted the honey and Tremella tea leaves sent back, and I know it well."

Song Tan laughed: "It's not that we don't want to kill the chickens. The main reason is that the chickens are still small now. Let's lay eggs first - there are scrambled eggs with chili pepper at noon. Can Grandma Tang eat spicy food?"

Grandma Tang smiled softly: "My ancestral home is Sichuan Province - Lao Song, his ancestral home is Jiangsu and Zhejiang. When we were dating, he cooked grilled fish for me with sweet sauce."

hiss!

The Old Song family collectively gasped!

Grilled fish... Brush with sweet sauce! Why is Professor Song like this! heresy! heresy!

"That was in the past, but I can't get used to it now." Professor Song explained: "You see, I didn't eat less spicy food at home before."

That's true. If nothing else, he can eat scrambled eggs with chili while sweating and wiping his nose.

On the other hand, Grandma Tang looked at the green vegetable fields in the distance and wondered:

"Does your camellia still produce camellia oil? Can you still supply camellia oil for cooking?"

Xin Jun explained on the side: "Our tea trees grow well and produce a lot of tea seeds - but we don't really plan on cooking. Both chefs said that it's okay to eat it fresh, but it won't taste good if you eat it for a long time."

"I just picked some some time ago to try to make skin care products. This is the remaining bit, so I just used it for cooking."

"Making skin care products?" Grandma Tang, who even painted her eyebrows and put on lipstick when she went out, only heard this: "Making skin care products?"

Xin Jun laughed: "The simple formula provided by the doctor in our village may not be delicate enough for the face, so I only plan to make a batch of hand cream - does Teacher Tang understand?"

His attitude towards Teacher Tang was extremely respectful. Zhang Yanping took the opportunity to take a look and thought, why are you so calm when someone comes to compete with you?

But I don’t know what kind of Go and Chinese painting, Xin Jun doesn’t know how to do it!

One sheep is being herded, two sheep are being driven... I guess Teacher Tang doesn't care about having more observers, right?

"Why doesn't she understand?" Professor Song interjected: "She loved to be beautiful when she was young. She painted her eyebrows all day long, and spent dozens of yuan a month on her salary to buy Bragi - in 1982, she On a business trip to Bay City, the foreign exchange coupons and wages we saved were all spent by her on a visit to the duty-free shop."

The old man muttered, obviously full of resentment - he also smoked when he was young!

As a result, he married a beautiful daughter-in-law and dressed up beautifully every day, but he had no money to smoke.

If it weren't for the workplace canteen taking care of food, we might still be hungry!

The old lady was quite calm, with a smile on her lips and an ice-cold voice: "Just tell me whether you survived or not?"

Professor Song fell silent for a moment.

The Old Song family looked at each other and couldn't help but raise the corners of their lips.

However, Grandma Tang did not forget her original intention and still asked: "How is that hand cream?"

Zhang Yanping subconsciously touched his face: "It should be... pretty good, right?"

He raised his mafia boss face: "I painted my face two days ago. Although it doesn't look very white, it feels much more delicate when I touch it."

Grandma Tang twitched her lips and took a step back subconsciously, obviously unwilling to touch this face. Instead, he stared at Song Tan with bright eyes: "I just wanted to ask, your skin is so good! It's clear, white and rosy... Do you also use your hand cream?"

Professor Song laughed loudly: "What good thing are you thinking? With her face, even in the summer when she went to the ground with us, she didn't see any dark spots - she was born with it! How can she be like you and have either this pink or that mask every day? Put it on your face."

Song Tan glanced at Professor Song and said sympathetically: "Old Song, it must have been difficult for you to get a wife when you were young, right?"

I never realized how long Professor Song opened his mouth before!

However, Grandma Tang was not angry: "He was so rude when he was young - tell me quickly, how about that hand cream?"

Song Tan laughed and pushed Wu Lan, who was silent beside him, over to her: "Mom, show your hand to Grandma Tang."

Wu Lan stretched out his hand - the hands that work all year round in the countryside. The black color between the fingers of picking tea leaves in spring and summer can never be washed away. When doing some farm work every day, the palms are rough and the back of the hands is black and yellow, and the edges of the nails are also dull. , no matter how you nourish your spiritual energy, your hands will not be as effective as your face.

But now, her two hands were together, one on the left and one on the right, and the gap was really obvious.

The left side is still the same, black and yellow, rough and dry.

The right side is obviously whiter and has a strong gloss. If you touch it, the softness will be very different.

Song Tan showed off: "Look! This comparison picture, which is only applied once at night as a hand mask, will be on our promotional page later!"