Chapter 418 Help From the Back Mountain

Chapter 418 418. Help from the back

This is what I said...

Wulan glanced at her: "You are tolerant and just send people to the mountain behind?"

Song Tan nodded: "All the ripe melons on our mountain are big melons. Uncle Zhang's legs and feet are inconvenient. It's too hard for one person to pick melons and carry them to the car."

"You said Brother Wu Lei, a young and strong young man, if he doesn't do hard work, who will?"

Good guy!

Song Sancheng couldn't help but glance at his daughter, and then asked her: "If you really want to be lazy, can you still beat him?"

"How is that possible?" Song Tan smiled and said, "My brother Wu Lei doesn't care about anything else, but he is quite shameless."

We are talking about people, as long as they have to pay attention to etiquette and integrity, even if they go astray for a while, they can still go back to some extent.

Otherwise, why go to all this trouble?

"My uncle Zhang eats more salt than he eats rice. How can I still not cure him?"

No, Wu Lei wore a straw hat and walked through the back mountain, through the woods, and then around to the peach forest in a happy mood.

There are also not-so-good memories between him and Lili here, and it is also because of the live broadcast here that it is called the Waterloo of Lili's career...

But now it is a good place for me to be lazy.

Just say that under the fence, there are deep and shallow shadows, and you can still reach the bright red tomatoes with your hand. How wonderful!

Besides, in the peach forest, there are also shaded places to play. Even on the outermost layer, there is a thatched shed built by Uncle Zhang to keep vigil at night...

With Uncle Zhang here, the dog and the goose won't come here easily. As long as he finds a feng shui treasure spot, he can refresh his mobile phone for a whole day!

Just as I was dreaming happily, I heard Uncle Zhang shouting: "Cousin Tantan, right? Young man, come on, give me a hand and send this big watermelon to the tricycle."

Uncle Zhang sighed: "My legs and feet are not good, and I'm old. It's really hard!"

Wu Lei was stunned.

He didn't have any doubts at all, and now he just responded enthusiastically: "Okay!"

Then he stretched out his hands and his body sank, hugging the big melon weighing twenty kilograms!

…

At the bottom of the mountain, Song Tan saw that the bag of rice in his hand was almost full, and now he called Zhang Yanping for a new bag.

He took the rice to the plastic sealing machine on the side, wrapped it in a thick plastic bag prepared in advance, and then vacuumed and compressed——

Soon, a five kilogram bag of rice was packed into a square brick-like shape.

When the seventh cousin saw this, he asked, "Why are you doing this? We eat at home, so there is no need to pretend like this."

Song Tan thought of the beautiful bouquet that had been kept at her grandfather's house for more than a week before it withered. At this moment, she responded: "I sent it as a gift. I will send it out in the afternoon."

But Wulan also remembered something: "By the way, Tantan, pack a few more 10-pound bags and send them back to Yanping's family, uncle's family, your aunt's family... all of them."

As for the uncle's family, no one mentions it at all now.

Wulan didn't mention it, Song Youde was silently picking up the gravel in the flower bed and didn't say a word when he heard the words.

"okay!"

As Song Tan spoke, he neatly weighed and packed the bags, and then couldn't help but ask again: "Brother Yan Ping, are you really not going to go back and take a few days off?"

Zhang Yanping waved his hand: "It's okay to take a vacation, but it's not necessary to go back."

You don’t have to clock in to work here, you just wake up with the smell of rice, it’s no different from a holiday.

He is not like Wu Lei, who does hard work every day.

"My mother and I are video chatting every day. It's really not appropriate to go home recently."

In his mother's eyes, Tantan is very good, but the only place where she can't stand working is in the countryside!

In rural areas these days, everyone feels that there is no future and they have to go to the city to focus on it. It is best to have an iron rice bowl.

But... Zhang Yanping thought: Where can the iron rice bowl still have such food?

He even took stock of his savings and couldn't help but wonder if he could buy a homestead in the village when Party Secretary Xiao Zhu came next time and build a house himself...

If possible, he would love his seventh cousin Tan Tan Qiao Qiao for the rest of his life!

But this matter needs to be considered in the long term. Firstly, it will be difficult for his mother to get through, and secondly, the money on hand is not enough.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yanping looked through Taotaobao's backstage messages again:

"Tan Tan, a few days ago many customers asked our store if we have old coarse cloth sheets for covering the sofa. Can we use them?"

"No, not going."

Song Tan answered simply and neatly.

Their village has never been famous for its textile industry. The old coarse cloth bed sheets are made by the family themselves, and there is really no production volume.

Nowadays, there are basically no people who can do this. There are a lot of them sold online, so there is no need to force it in this store.

"Okay, what about Qiao Qiao's straw mat? Many people were interested in his live broadcast yesterday. I watched the replay, and I guess there are people who want it if it's more expensive."

"What straw mat?!"

Song Youde came to the spirit.

"You just made it up!"

Zhang Yanping smiled and said: "The green one is like jade, how beautiful it is, and it feels cool when you sleep!"

No, Qiao Qiao doesn't need to turn on the air conditioner to sleep at night, she still has to put up a small quilt.

He couldn't do it. Although it was a bit cold in the village at night, it was only in the second half of the night. The central air conditioner had to be turned on in the first half of the night - it stands to reason that he had a good sleep! Just those old coarse sheets.

Song Youde instantly felt proud: "That's right! If I can weave a straw mat with my skills, it will definitely be stable."

But he couldn't help but tell the truth: "But I've never seen a straw mat with such a beautiful color before."

After all, the rush was sprinkled with plant ash to repel insects and sterilize, and was exposed to the sun...it would be strange if it didn't fade.

But the grass this time was strange. It was exposed to the sun for so long that it was shriveled and sterilized, but the color was still so fresh and transparent, and it seemed to be even better.

Song Youde couldn't help but admire the woven bamboo mat for a long time.

"But I didn't pay attention to the edge of our field, it seems that there is no grass."

The old man was not without regret.

Song Tan suddenly remembered: "Yes."

He pointed to the back mountain in the distance: "Grandpa, wait for two days, I will negotiate the contract with the village and pay the down payment, and then the mountain behind will be ours."

"There is a grass pond, and a large depression next to it, and these grow all over it."

In fact, she lied, there were not so many, and they were even sparse.

But grandpa helps with the housework every day, but he doesn't have a proper job like grandma picking tea leaves, and he doesn't want to be paid...

Now it's better to find a career for the old man than to get money from his children.

As expected!

Song Youde instantly became energetic, put down the half-picked stone in his hand, and said impatiently: "Where is it? I'll ride over to see it now."

Song Tan:...

"No hurry, don't let the news leak out, wait until I finalize the contract."

After the contract is finalized, I'll spend some time to get the grass out, and then talk about other things.

Good night, my straw daisy poached eggs.