Chapter 599 Sweet Potato Cellar

Chapter 599 599. Sweet Potato Cellar

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

But it doesn't matter, I'll make up for it today. It's just a crusher, there are many choices for those who sell agricultural machinery in town!

But before that, the seventh cousin also instructed:

"Tan Tan, you are strong, go and clean up your old cellar later, and then go down to catch this wine jar."

This old cellar is naturally not specially used to store wine, but because the older generation had suffered from hunger and famine, and the conditions at that time were limited and they could not buy things at any time, so every household had a cellar for storing grain.

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

But unlike the urban fantasy, this cellar is cool and dry, but for the children, it does not bring a sense of happiness with a full warehouse, but the grass crawlers (a kind of insect with many legs) crawling back and forth in the cellar...

It is really full of shadows.

Song Tan cleared his throat: "Okay!"

Wu Lan was a little surprised: "The sweet potato cellar has not been used for more than ten years, cousin, you still remember it!"

First, the family has not planted so many sweet potatoes for many years, and second, the entrance of the sweet potato cellar is a little small, and there is no ladder or anything. It depends on the rope to pull, which is only suitable for children or thinner people to go down.

So after she gave birth to Qiao Qiao and gradually gained weight, she basically never went down, and gradually it was abandoned.

Now that the seventh cousin brought it up, she was really surprised.

"What don't I know? I was the one who cooked your marriage with Sancheng! Besides, when your father asked someone to dig this cellar, he also asked me to cook."

The seventh cousin also sighed.

In fact, when most people dig this grain cellar, their brothers help them work. But when the old Song family dug this cellar, Song Sancheng was not married yet, and Song Dafang left home at a young age, so there was not enough strong labor in the family...

At that time, Song Youde spent two kilograms of white flour and caught two fish, and then invited him to make two dishes and accompany guests...

If you don't use it normally, you won't think of it. Now there is such good wine, let alone digging out this sweet potato cellar from memory, even if there is none, the seventh cousin can order someone to dig one now!

Anyway, no one should waste this good wine.

...

After all this trouble, Song Sancheng was worried about the sweet potato cellar that had not been used for many years, and he didn't know what was going on down there.

He was also worried about his driver's license.

At the same time, he was thinking that if Wulan passed but he didn't, how embarrassing it would be to tell others! He couldn't save his face...

With his imagination running wild, he had forgotten the full tank of sorghum and rice.

Song Tan expressed regret: "Oh, it's not the right time. If Brother Yan Ping was still here, and the group of people fishing were still here, we could make a fortune by buying this on the spot to make a nest."

She spoke in a very relaxed tone, and it was obvious that she was just having fun. The seventh cousin also laughed at her: "You are obsessed with money."

"Don't worry about making a nest for now. This tank is a good thing. You can feed it to pigs, chickens, ducks, or fish."

Song Tan laughed: "Forget about feeding fish."

The small fish fry that had just been put in the pond were drunk with strong liquor, so they would be dizzy and float in the pond!

Everyone was chatting happily, and suddenly someone outside the door shouted: "Sancheng, Sancheng!"

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

"You, that... do you and Tan Tan have time tonight? Come to my house for a meal."

That won't do!

The first thing Song Sancheng thought of was to refuse.

Who would not eat the peach banquet and eat Yangchun noodles!

Although this analogy is not quite appropriate, it is indeed the case in his mind.

Moreover, why would he invite him and Tan Tan to dinner?

Wow!

Song Sancheng instantly became alert, especially when he heard that Mao Zhu's son was back - maybe he was going to introduce a date to Tan Tan!

That won't do!

When Song Sancheng heard Zhou Mao Zhu talk about his son giving gifts, he knew that this kid must not be very smart! He couldn't accept it.

His mind was full of thoughts, and Zhou Mao Zhu was also embarrassed.

Seeing this, Song Tan came over quickly: "Uncle, is there anything wrong?"

Zhou Maozhu gritted his teeth and said: "Tan Tan, you are capable and experienced now. I thought my son seemed a little arrogant outside, so you went over to have a meal and give him some advice..."

"You said that no matter how much you earn, you should be down-to-earth, right? Tianyu earns 10,000 or 20,000 yuan a month. He has been working for two or three years. When I asked his mother, she said that he only had a few cents on hand - how can he live?"

"He is not willing to come back. We are just two old bones. We can't make up the down payment even if we squeeze all the oil out. What should we do? What should we do if we don't have a home?"

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

Poor parents in the world!

Song Sancheng couldn't help but think of the idea of ​​the couple when Tan Tan didn't come back before -

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

Just thinking about it, don't mention how bitter it is in my heart!

But Qiao Qiao's situation meant that asking her to come back would be a burden. So he endured it and advised Song Tan to stay in the provincial capital.

Although life is getting better and better now, the bitterness of the past few years cannot be erased with just a few words.

Looking at Zhou Maozhu's tangled look, he immediately felt the same way.

Looking at Song Tan again, she also smiled: "Uncle, what's the matter, just tell me."

"Oh, by the way, tell my aunt not to cook, and come to my house to eat in the evening. Some of the wine brewed before just came out of the cellar this afternoon, come and have a drink with my dad."

Why go to someone's house to eat when you ask for help? Besides, the things in Song Tan's house are so expensive...

Zhou Maozhu blushed with shame and refused repeatedly, but he couldn't beat Song Sancheng in the end, so he went back to call for help.

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

"There are not many kilograms of wine left in total..."

Give a little to this, a little to that, and now there are only a few dozen kilograms left.

"It's okay, Dad."

Song Tan comforted him: "Grow more grains next year, and we'll have plenty of good wine by then."

Besides, the wine was strong enough, and this group of people would probably not consume much even if they drank it freely.

What's more, this thing is not meant to be drunk every day, so it's best to drink it in small amounts or not at all.

But Song Tan didn't say this.

She only advised: "When the tea leaves come out in a while, Uncle Zhou will have to fry tea leaves for our family, and it's not worth inviting people to drink."

Especially since he has a capable young man at home!

It's so hard for a young man to struggle in a big city, why not come home and help her dig sweet potatoes!

It doesn't matter if you don't have a good brain, you can dig sweet potatoes without a brain.