Song Tan's Notes

That being the case, of course you have to be prepared first.

The outside of the barbed wire fence was blocked with golden cherry seeds, and all of them were sealed off. Only one exit was left on the mountain and at the bottom of the mountain next to the pond.

Although picking peaches will be a bit more troublesome, it will save a lot of caregiver's effort in daily life.

The inside of the barbed wire fence is not going to be idle. Those who climb vines, regardless of beans, cucumbers, loofahs, and tomatoes, which one is suitable for planting.

Song Tan said it lightly, as if these things could be arranged by waving her hands—in her memory, they could indeed be arranged by waving her hands.

But that was before!
Now that the Internet is so developed, if she doesn't want to be a modern version of the leader of a cult, or join the country as a teacher of cultivating immortals, she still has to keep a low profile...

In short, be personal.

Be normal.

But the behavior is normal, but it also brings out the understatement and insignificance when speaking.

Listening to her arrangement, Zhang Yanping imagined the appearance of the garden full of vegetables and fruits, and now he couldn't help but look forward to it:

"Okay, Tan Tan, you have done a good job of planning now! Even the corners and corners have been arranged, shouldn't there be interplanting in the peach grove?"

"That's for sure."

Song Tan said firmly: "There are not many varieties, just grow some early-ripening watermelons."

The peach tree is planted late, even if it has aura, it has to slow down, take root first, then grow and bloom, and finally bear fruit.

Song Tan predicts that it will become a late-maturing variety, and it should mature in August.

She didn't plan to use any medicine or anything in the peach orchard, at most it was just pruning, so the interplanting underneath didn't affect much.

Moreover, the shape of the peach trees planted in orchards today is exquisite, and they will not block the sun overwhelmingly.

Although it will still affect the lighting a little bit, it is not a big problem.

That being the case, this piece of land should also be used.

Early-maturing watermelon and other peach trees can be arranged after planting. It takes only three months to mature. Although they are not big, they are suitable for close planting.

In this case, harvesting melons in July and picking peaches in August is just the right time.

If you buy finished watermelon seedlings from others, you can harvest melons in June.

Hearing her terrifying and intensive arrangement, Zhang Yanping subconsciously shuddered, and vowed to run if he saw the opportunity.

It took a long time before he wiped his face:

"Then according to your arrangement, I think your village will have to work for your family this year."

Song Tan smiled slightly: "Except for planting trees, other tasks don't require much effort. Older middle-aged and elderly people can also do it."

"At that time, I will ask the village party secretary to help organize it."

The village organization, on the one hand, can easily divide responsibilities when something happens, and on the other hand, it can not only help the family farm to improve its reputation, but also help the young party secretary to improve its performance... Why not do it?

Zhang Yanping froze on the spot, and stretched out his thumb after a while: "It's a pity that you didn't take the exam at the end of the universe."

Then the question comes-

"With so many people working, you have to take care of the food every day. You can't ask someone to help you cook every day, right? Then my aunt must be reluctant to pay."

"But if she does it every day, why don't she get tired and get down?"

Song Tan: ...

Damn it, it turns out that the most urgent thing is to hire a chef?

She had no choice but to abandon Zhang Yanping again, and then went to the tea garden again, followed behind Ulan to help pick tea leaves, and whispered what her aunt said.

Sure enough, when Qiao Qiao's life was involved, Ulan became very excited.

It was rare for her to say something high-spirited: "We don't want your seventh cousin's house, we just want to let Qiao Qiao learn a craft."

Song Tan then asked her: "Then what if Seventh Cousin really wants to give the house, should I want it or not?"

this girl!
Ulan glared at her, confidently: "Yes! Why not? I'm just talking. Besides, if there is a day, you have put your heart and soul into it, and it should be ours, so don't back down."

"When the time comes, your Seventh Cousin will really want to do this, let's let the village cadres be witnesses!"

Good or bad, everyone has a steelyard in their hearts.

"It's just..." Ulan was pondering, and he was unavoidably worried about gains and losses: "You have to be talented to learn to cook, right? I'm afraid that Qiao Qiao won't be able to learn it if she doesn't have that muscle."

Song Tan laughed.

In fact, Song Tan is quite open to the matter of whether he can learn the craft or not.

"Mom, even if Qiao Qiao doesn't have that muscle, he can't learn anything. After three years, five years, ten years, and eight years of learning, he can always cook and take care of himself, right?"

"It can be done, isn't it better than anything else?"

That being said, it does seem to make sense!
Ulan has already fantasized about waiting for them a hundred years later. As a lonely old man, Qiao Qiao raises a group of bees in this old mountain village and cooks for himself...

It's a bit bleak, but at least I can live on my own!He will also work in the fields now, and he will teach him how to grow vegetables seriously later in life, so he won't have to worry about it in his life.

"Okay, I'll call your aunt tonight, and ask her to find out about Seventh Cousin tomorrow. If it's okay, you bring all the tea and honey from our family and talk to Seventh Cousin carefully. "

"But Tan Tan," Ulan still warned her solemnly: "Since you have this thought, don't care about the house or not, if you agree to it, you have to do it."

"Taking care of the elderly is not an easy job. If you are tired and wronged, mom will do it for you, and you have to persevere."

Song Tan laughed:

"Mom, you won't believe me when I say that I will take care of it myself. But I can earn money now, and I can hire a nurse to go over. You or my dad will watch the nurse and let him work hard. I can't afford the money." ?"

What he said was arrogant.

Ulan glanced at her: "You can barely make up the final payment for this peach tree. What about the labor cost tomorrow? What about the rent in the village? What are you going to use to earn?"

When it came to this, Song Tan got stuck.

There are a lot of places to spend money next, but she is just in the window period of crops, and nothing has grown!

Alas, it's all the village party secretary's fault. She herself originally planned to talk about Baoshan next year, but she gave such a big piece of pie here, and suddenly it was brought forward.

To invite 20 people tomorrow, plus the original three uncles, the wages will have to be paid out to more than 3000. Song Tan really has to ponder for a while where the money will come from.

After thinking about it, she ran back to the pond again: "Brother Yanping, tell my dad to dig bamboo shoots together later!"

Asparagus, it's time to eat now!
Ignoring Zhang Yanping's lament, Song Tan touched the phone - all right, the phone is going live for Qiao Qiao.

She went home and prepared the basket, then turned on the computer, and sent a notice of "cutting leeks" in the WeChat group:

[Tomorrow at ten o'clock in the morning, the bamboo shoots are springing up! 20 yuan a catty, if you want to buy it, hurry up!It can be delivered to your home by Fengfeng Express, and the postage is at your own expense. ]