Song Tan's Notes

Unripe glutinous rice will not work.

My seventh cousin, my seventh grandmother and Song Tan, wielded sickles to cut a large bale, and now they have come back to thresh the grains manually (they are too little to be worth using a machine, so each family member grabs a handful and thres the grains by hand).

After pounding the rice husks, I tried it without spreading it out or drying it in the sun...

Uncle Seven stared at the thick porridge in the bowl and said, "It's definitely not sticky enough."

There is no strong aroma of rice.

Just...eat the fresh taste of rice.

Uncle Seven said with a sad heart, "You still have to listen to the old saying. If the rice is not harvested in season, it will not work! It's all wasted."

"No." Qiao Qiao was knocking a small hole in the salted duck egg. At this moment, she put her chopsticks in to stir it and then put the egg into the bowl. The white porridge and salted egg yolk were so fragrant!

He was very satisfied with this: "I've already eaten it, how can I waste it?"

The seventh cousin smiled again: "Oh, our Qiao Qiao is still very sensible. Yes, it's not a waste to eat it!"

Yang Zhengxin glanced at him and thought to himself that it was a good thing that Qiao Qiao was firm, otherwise, if she was so spoiled, she would be lawless now!

But then Qiao Qiao asked him: "Let's wash the big flower later! I also want to take a picture of the big flower when I take pictures."

Yang Zhengxin took a look at the tricycle with a cloud top, which was originally clean, but the colorful macaron color was a little dull, and he did not hesitate at this moment:
"Okay! I'll definitely wash it for you!"

The young man had endless energy all day long. When he said he wanted to wash the car, he quickly fetched a bucket of water.

As she was twisting the rag skillfully, Wu Lan asked, "Xiao Yang, aren't you going home for the Dragon Boat Festival?"

The summer camp is right after the Dragon Boat Festival, but this child seems to have come here to play without going to school: "Don't your parents miss you?"

Yang Zhengxin actually misses home a bit, but...

"Aunt, my parents only stayed at home for 7 days last month. There was no one else at home except the nanny Sister Chen."

Otherwise, how could he stay here like this and have so much fun?
His father is doing very well in business, and his mother also has her own career, and now is the time when they are doing well.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have booked a B&B in Luchuan, but no one showed up after such a long time.

Ouch.

Wu Lan thought: I'm making too much money now and I can't take care of my children. Fortunately, Xiao Yang can take care of himself.

When she looked over again, her eyes were filled with deep love, and she hurriedly asked, "Will anyone send you off to summer camp? Can you put a small electric rice cooker in the dormitory? Will you take a few dozen rice dumplings with you when you leave?"

Yang Zhengxin really wanted to bring a bunch of delicious food, but how heavy would the luggage be if he carried dozens of dumplings?
He squeezed the detergent into the bucket while wiping the car with a grunt: "No, auntie, this training camp is in Beicheng. The training dormitory is just an ordinary four-person room. There is no refrigerator, but there should be enough space to hide a small electric cooker."

"I'll get familiar with the place for two days after I get there. If I can rent a house outside the school, I'll rent a room specifically for it and put a big refrigerator there to store all the delicious food."

These words have a huge impact on Ulan's consumption concept.

When Song Tan was in school, everyone believed in "whatever hardship there is, just overcome it." But when Xiao Yang goes to school from a family like this, he doesn't need to overcome any hardship, he can just think of other ways to solve it.

But this is also good.

She said distressedly: "Then don't be polite after you go and see it. Boys need to eat more to grow taller. I see that you still need to eat more."

Xiao Yang, who is only about 1.7 meters tall: ...

"If you go to Beicheng, it will be inconvenient for you to take the high-speed train with your luggage, right?"

Song Tan couldn't help but laugh: "Mom, if you want us to take you there, just tell us. Why are you asking so many questions... Lu Chuan, how long does it take to drive to Beicheng?" Lu Chuan thought for a moment and said, "Eight and a half hours."

Looking at Yang Zhengxin again, he smiled and said, "Yang Zhengxin, how about we take Qiao Qiao and Chen Chi to send you to school together?"

Then he looked at Song Tan: "Together? There is a Didi Park in Beicheng. Let's go there the day after Dragon Boat Festival. We can rest for a night and buy VIP passes the next day. The three kids can have a good time."

"Yes!" Wu Lan also became happy: "It's also cheaper to drive yourself!"

Zhang Yanping listened silently and thought that if he just wanted to send his children to school, the toll would cost several hundred yuan! It would be better to spend 400 yuan to buy a high-speed rail ticket.

But the kids have to go out and play...

That's impossible to calculate.

Song Tan nodded: "Okay, I'll drive."

Compared to Lu Chuan, she also has endless energy.

Yang Zhengxin was so excited that he couldn't speak: "Are you really giving it to me?"

He had been traveling around with his teacher since he was eleven or twelve years old, and all his parents could do was to upgrade their cabin or spend more money... It was extremely rare for several people to send him off together.

Although he claimed that he was almost an adult and didn't care about these things anymore, he was still excited when he heard about this arrangement.

There is also Didi Park. It has been seven or eight years since I last went there!
But it doesn't matter, he took the big responsibility: "I have a bonus! I'll buy the pass to the park!"

I vaguely remember some exclusive service, a few thousand yuan for each person, his small treasury... Oh, how could he use the small treasury! This is his future startup fund!

But it doesn't matter!

He immediately called his mother excitedly: "Mom! Qiao Qiao and Chen Chi want to send me to Bay City to attend summer camp, I want to invite them to Disney, but I have no money, dear mother..."

Mother Yang thought to herself how could he have no money? This brat must have saved some for himself.

But someone gave it to him, and the lamb had such a loud voice, he looked really happy.

She and Yang's father were both carefree, and at the moment they didn't think there was anything wrong with not being able to send the child. The child could take care of himself and do things on his own, so it didn't matter whether he was sent or not.

Friendships of youth are hard to come by. He didn't have many close friends at school before, so he happily said, "Then book a better hotel. Mom will approve 10 yuan for you."

Xiao Yang agreed happily.

After hanging up the phone, he quickly called his father. No one answered the first time, so he persevered and called a second time.

Qiao Qiao pointed to her phone and said, "It says it's busy. You can call back later."

"You don't understand!" Yang Zhengxin taught him: "After asking my mom for the money, you have to ask my dad for it, but you have to be quick. If there is a time lag between the two of them and they have time to communicate, one of them might not give it."

He was very experienced. When the call finally got through, he said happily without saying a word: "Dad! Qiao Qiao and Chen Chi are willing to send me to school! I am so touched! No one has ever sent me to school before..."

Father Yang was unhappy: "Nonsense, doesn't your brother Li send you to school every day? Sometimes I also send you on the way."

But after all, he finally compromised: "Okay, I'll give you some pocket money..."

With a loud bang, another 20 yuan arrived.

Yang Zhengxin raised his eyebrows to Qiao Qiao: "How is it, have you learned it?" (End of this chapter)