Chapter 399 What Can I Do with My Retirement Pension?

Chapter 399 399. What can pensions be used for?

Song Tan packed the white fungus for Wu Qianqian with a grimace.

There really wasn't much left... The last pile was given to her, a full pound, packed in a large non-woven bag and covered with a layer of plastic bags.

Wu Qianqian, on the other hand, had her lips curled up throughout the whole process, feeling extremely happy.

What can I say, it is her! After all, Song Tan was defeated, hahaha! So cool.

And after all this trouble, until Wu Lei came back from the rice fields, it was time for the family to prepare for dinner.

While Wulan was carrying the dishes, he whispered to Song Tan: "Fortunately, the Tremella fuciformis drying in your father's yard hasn't had time to be moved here. Otherwise, they wouldn't be so impulsive if there were too many things."

Song Tan nodded and sighed: "There is really no stock now. I have to talk to Brother Yanping later to suspend delivery-" for a day or two.

…

At this moment, everyone in the living room regained their composure and felt a little regretful. After all, it’s 4,000 pounds per pound…

Wu Qianqian even had some hindsight - had she been deceived again?

However, just as doubtful thoughts arose, I heard a classmate strolling in from outside:

"Good guy! We really got a treasure! I just heard Song Tan tell her mother that the inventory is completely gone."

"The tremella soup just now was so delicious! I really wanted to tell Song Tan to stop making lunch and just give me three or five more bowls of tremella soup..."

No!

Everyone thought of the white fungus that had just been put into their mouths, and their saliva was dripping at the moment, and they felt relieved.

There were many people at noon, and Qiao Qiao had been live-streaming rice harvesting for a long time. She just came back now, and she had to go back to the room to take a shower as soon as possible——

This appearance of loving cleanliness is truly the true inheritance of Ulan.

"You go and wash up. When you're done, come down and I'll put all your food aside. Once you've finished it, you can go upstairs to eat."

There are too many people downstairs. No matter how big the new restaurant is, it is not comfortable to eat. It is better for a few young men to share a table.

Turning around again, seeing Wu Lei stupidly trying to serve the food, and seeing how his face was all red from the sun, he knew it was his aunt, so Wu Lan also sighed:

"Leilei, if you're too tired, go upstairs to wash up and rest. If you don't want to move later, you can eat with Yan Ping Qiao Qiao and feel more comfortable."

Wu Lei also felt as if he had been granted amnesty. At this moment, all his strength was slack and he hurried upstairs.

Among other things, air conditioning, he needs air conditioning!

As for the video and picture of the rice harvesting at the beginning and the promise to Lili... let's wait until he takes a break.

Song Tan's timing was very subtle, and the bowl of white fungus soup was so pitiful that it had no other use than appetizing.

No, at twelve o'clock, when everyone was hungry, dinner was finally served!

The air conditioner is on, and the aroma of vegetables and meat in the room is mixed together, which is simply indescribably wonderful!

The seventh cousin also knew that Song Tan was extremely poor and was still waiting to pay Baoshan's new contract payment. He tried his best at noon——

Freshly sun-dried cowpea stewed beef with coriander and chili is really refreshing and satisfying.

Scrambled eggs with peppers, fried shredded pork, loofah soup, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, fried minced meat with sour cowpeas, tiger skin green peppers, braised eggplants, fried bacon with garlic sprouts... and cucumbers turned into eggs, cold watermelon rind...

Each dish comes in a big pot, making the farm-style meal a solid one.

Everyone squeezed into the room and smelled the particularly tempting smell and the aroma of the burnt rice in the pot. Everyone couldn't help but have their stomachs growling.

That is to say, the white porridge and pickle burrito in the morning...it's not very hungry!

Because they were all young people, Wu Lan, Song Sancheng and others simply opened another table in the kitchen. Without an elder in charge, the students didn't do that kind of thing where you had to push each other to get to the table. They quickly found their seats and sat down.

According to the rules of past class reunions, the class monitor should pick up the cup and say a few words, but...

At this moment, he just tried his best to restrain himself from stretching out his chopsticks too quickly, and then said: "Come on, come on, dinner is ready, otherwise I won't have the energy to work in the afternoon!"

No one mentioned drinking, and Song Tan even pretended not to know. Just kidding, how can you buy something when you are drunk?

So, at the dinner table, everyone was shaking their heads and eating wildly. Apart from the word "delicious", they couldn't say any more literate words.

The cucumbers are crispy, the dried cowpeas are spicy, the tiger skin green peppers are thick and have a unique aroma, not to mention the braised eggplant is full of sauce, not to mention filling up the meal!

Everyone was eating like crazy, and they didn't even have the energy to talk during the meal. They were more focused than the piglets in the back mountain...

So that twenty minutes later, everyone was holding their bellies and feeling the aroma and tender texture of the loofah soup, but no one dared to say anything.

how to say?

The food is stuck in the throat, and the mouth is blocked by hiccups. Who dares to speak again?

Only Wu Lan heard no movement and came over to take a look - oh!

The plates and bowls were all eaten!

"This..." She hesitated and said politely: "Is everyone full? You're welcome!"

The monitor raised his hand feebly, but when he opened his mouth, he burped, so he took a while before saying with a grimace:

"I can't eat anymore... I really can't eat anymore..."

After finally seeing Wulan leave, the squad leader immediately asked: "Song Tan, do you have a partner? If not, I will use my family wealth to become your son-in-law... Hiccup! It's so delicious..."

"What nonsense! What's so good about having a son-in-law? Song Tan, do you need a sister? The kind you can eat. Do you think I can do it?" The female classmate was not happy.

Song Tan smiled politely: "Raising you is not as cost-effective as raising my piglets..."

This... is so true!

The classmates were silent.

After a while, someone suddenly asked again: "Um... do you raise pigs? How many pigs do you raise? Do you kill pigs during the New Year? Are there any pig-killing dishes?"

Song Tan smiled even more helplessly.

"Yes, yes, but if you think about the price of my things... let's forget it."

Everyone: ...so true! So sad!

"Xiao Song, do you think Auntie is okay? Auntie is also good at washing and rinsing. When you kill the pig, tell Auntie and Auntie will help you."

The spirited aunt with short hair pulled her top that was caught by the folds of her belly without leaving a trace, and then she smiled: "Auntie, if you don't use your pension to eat and drink, what else is it for?"

Song Tan:......

Just, she quite likes this kind of customer.

But who can say for sure about pork? There are too many monks and too little rice...

Now he started laughing: "We have to wait until winter to kill the pig, which is too far away - but auntie, do you want to eat another rice ball? There's green pepper meat sauce in it."

Aunt:……

Her saliva was about to flow out again, but her stomach couldn't hold it any longer.

At this moment, I can only reluctantly refuse: "No, I can't eat anymore, it's too full..."

But Song Tan's eyes lit up again: "There are still a few jars of pickled green peaches at home. Auntie, do you want to eat some? It helps with digestion."

She took out the jar and said, "Look, this is picked from the peach grove on my mountain. It's very delicious!"

So sleepy and tired... Good night, my Atlantic Salmon noodle flower.