Chapter 24 Harvesting Shepherd's Purse

Old Songtou accepted the white flour and told her that he would bring it back to her when he catches more fish and shrimps.

But it must be kept confidential.

So the two sides stopped talking nonsense, the exchange was over, and Lao Songtou left quickly with the children.

He brought a small cloth bag in advance.

At this time, they were all put inside, and he gave Song Yunuan a dime to buy candies later.

Song Yunuan was carrying the cloth bag. Song Mingsheng originally wanted to jump into the fish basket and let his grandfather carry it on his back, but Song Yunuan said that there was a fishy smell inside and it would become smelly.

Song Mingsheng pouted, looked at his clean clothes, and no longer insisted on squatting in. Old Song went to the grocery store and bought a pound of pork belly. This one did not require a ticket, but it was a dime more expensive than the one that required a ticket.

It takes two hours to walk from the county seat to Erdaohe Village. Considering Jiao Didi's granddaughter, Lao Songtou did not choose to walk home, but went to the bus station.

Seeing Song Yunuan, the conductor's eyes lit up and she greeted enthusiastically: "Miss Nuan, are you going to Sunflower Commune?"

"Yes sister."

"Come up quickly, the car will leave in a moment."

So, the grandfather and grandson bought two tickets and got on the bus.

Even the driver was smiling.

Their trip was praised by the leader.

In this era, letters of commendation are extremely valuable.

When one person is praised, even the whole family feels honored.

Not to mention the sincerity of Song Yunuan's letter of commendation. He wrote that they endured daily ups and downs, wind and rain, to serve the farmers, and wrote the farmers' heartfelt gratitude.

The letter was posted on the unit's bulletin board.

Just say, how can the conductor not be enthusiastic when seeing Song Yunuan?

Song Yunuan sat behind the conductor, and Lao Song went to the passenger seat. This seat was not for sale, the view was good, and it was not that bumpy.

The old man held Asheng and chatted with the driver.

"This section of road is not easy to drive. The master is really good at driving. He is an experienced driver at first glance. Your ride is very convenient for us farmers. Thank you very much..."

Song Yunuan was talking to the conductor sister.

After introducing themselves, one was called Xiaonuan and the other was sweetly called Sister Niu.

By the time we arrived at Sunflower Commune, we were already familiar with it.

Before getting off the car, Sister Niu asked Song Yunuan in a low voice: "Do you have shepherd's purse in your village?"

Song Yunuan nodded: "Yes, my mother picked a lot yesterday morning. Sister Niu, do you like to eat it? If so, I will wait for you at this intersection tomorrow..."

Sister Niu waved her hands hurriedly: "No, no, Xiao Nuan, let me tell you something. There are a few people from Beidu staying in the county house. This season is the lean season, and there is no fresh food in the canteen. The buyer of the guest house canteen is my second uncle. , he asked me to go to the commune to collect some shepherd's purses. If there are any in your village, I will give this job to you. My second uncle said that the maximum cost is five cents per catty, as much as you want. If the canteen can't use it all, I will give it to the employees of the unit. Sharing welfare, but as long as the shepherd's purse must be of good quality and clean, if you can do it, I won't go to the commune. "

Old Song's head was sharp. After hearing this, he remembered the patches of shepherd's purse on the river beach, and his heart suddenly became hot.

But he said nothing.

Over there, Song Yunuan happily agreed. After agreeing on the time and place, the grandfather and grandson got out of the car.

"Grandpa, did you hear that just now?"

"I heard it. I also know where the most people are." Old Songtou said enthusiastically.

This time, the three of them walked with wind.

Little Asheng rushed to Song Yunuan's side and put his little hand into Song Yunuan's hand.

He was held by his sister's hand and looked up at his own sister. His eyes were full of admiration. She is so amazing!

He will follow his sister for the rest of his life.

The popular drink is spicy!

After arriving home, Song Liang and the others had just returned from working in the fields.

The wicker baskets in the yard are full of shepherd's purses.

Song Ting is chopping stuffing.

In the evening, we will eat dumplings stuffed with shepherd’s purse.

Old Songtou over there glanced at Song Liang, who was looking depressed, and told his family about the job given by the conductor.

Mrs. Song was so happy that she didn't know what to say.

He also warned everyone not to talk to others first, and asked Song Ting to call Lao Er's family to talk.

Song Ting put down the kitchen knife and was about to leave. Song Yunuan grabbed her and stuffed all the music scores and other things in the bag to her. She smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, the county art troupe is looking for a soprano. I'll give it to you." Sign up and have an interview in three days. I’ll go with you then.”

Everyone:...

He looked at Song Yunuan in disbelief.

Xia Guilan was even happier: "Real or false?"

Tingting was the daughter of her mother-in-law, but she was not pampered much. She was three years older than Song Yunuan and Song Mingbo. When she was five years old, the job of looking after the twins fell on her.

To be honest, Siqi and Abo were almost brought up by Tingting.

But Siqi had no conscience. When she was leaving, Tingting went to pull her and asked if she could communicate with her in the future. Siqi pushed her away and said many unpleasant things.

It was her fault for not teaching Siqi well.

When she heard the good news, her breathing quickened with joy.

Unexpectedly, cold water was poured on him the next moment.

"Mom, although it is true, there are hundreds of people who have signed up. Sister, you have to work hard these three days. I believe in your ability."

Song Ting's heart skipped a beat.

It's over, there are so many people, how could she, a village girl, be chosen.

It was a waste of my niece's thoughts.

Song Ting seemed to be crying when she saw her fate.

[Speaking of it, my aunt was poisoned and became mute, maybe it was related to her voice. After the Song family got into trouble, my aunt was rejected for marriage, and she took me to the county town. It happened that the county guesthouse was recruiting temporary workers to wash vegetables, so my aunt took me in to work. At night, we slept in the utility room behind the canteen. I couldn't sleep, so my aunt sang a lullaby to me. ]

Everyone in the room heard this.

But everyone pretended not to hear it and turned around hastily.

Old Mrs. Song couldn't stop crying, and hurriedly picked up a kitchen knife to start cutting green onions to cover herself.

Self-pitying Song Liang immediately came to his senses.

Quietly slapped himself.

You idiot, what time is it and you still want that useless thing?

Without Xiao Nuan, you don't even know how you died.

[The lullaby was sung by my aunt so melodiously and soul-stirringly. At that time, my aunt didn't know that the famous singer Zhu Man in our country was listening not far away. ]

Everyone just felt their breath choked.

Zhu Man, is it the Zhu Man on the radio?

【Teacher Zhu Man wanted to recruit a disciple, but it was too late so he didn't bother her. He wanted to come find her the next day, but my aunt and I were driven out before dawn the next day. 】

【When Teacher Zhu found my aunt, she was in another county, but by then, my aunt's voice had been ruined. 】

Song Yunuan didn't notice the expressions of others at all, mainly because she heard that the panicked A Sheng insisted on being carried by his sister.

So, Song Yunuan carried A Sheng to fetch water.

Everyone heard the last sentence:

【My aunt will definitely be selected. The head of the county art troupe is a good man who loves talents as his life. According to his opinion, the selection will be open. He is kind and fair. Moreover, my aunt, who was favored by Teacher Zhu Man, how could she not be admitted to the county art troupe? 】

Song Yunuan stood at the door and encouraged: "My aunt, they say that sharpening a spear before a battle is not fast, but it will shine. Come on, you will definitely make it!"