Song Tan's Notes

July!
After thinking this over, the eldest aunt suddenly became happy again: "Oh! The July flag is working in shifts! Work one day and rest one day, that's a lot of time!"

She instantly regained her confidence. Seeing Aunt Lianhua busy filling the bucket with cold water, she twisted her body and squeezed in:

"I come!"

Looking at my uncle and Zhu Lingqi, they were really busy at this moment. They were turning over the mugwort again upstairs and downstairs in the yard.

The aunt couldn't help but look at Zhang Yanping and found that this burly gangster's son was now hanging out with the young people, studying something like [inciting hatred in the group] [making fans jealous] [see that I'm not a black-hearted capitalist]...

In short, there is absolutely no intention to work at all.

She couldn't help but sigh, thinking that neither she nor his father were lazy, so how could he not help even if something bad happened?

Then I suddenly felt guilty again. I should have brought a few more boxes of loquats!
As for grandma and grandpa, as soon as grandpa arrived, he pushed the wheelchair and urged Song Youde to take him to see the large area of ​​rush, and grandma couldn't stop him.

It’s so hot at noon on Dragon Boat Festival!

The two old guys were standing under the scorching sun. You pushed me and I was happily enjoying the breeze. We leisurely walked along the road and came to the rush field beside the pond.

These large patches of long, thin green grass danced gently in the hot wind. Given their fashion sense, they had no idea what a beautiful spot this was, perfect for internet celebrities to check in.

But it does not prevent us from imagining the future together——

"There are more rushes this year than last year. If we harvest them, it will take several months to make straw mats."

Song Youde was immediately pleased with himself: "Of course not! We won't rush the work this year. We can weave slowly and steadily until winter."

Grandpa is also eager to try:
"Then let me tell you, will you still recruit me this year? As men, we are all competing for real skills! I have practiced a lot of tricks."

He has become more and more skilled at weaving bamboo baskets. Even setting up a stall on the roadside can attract many city people, which shows that his skills are really amazing.

But my grandfather was a kind man. He didn't raise the price and just saved the money quietly. He was very happy every weekend when he earned some money.

Therefore, he was particularly confident when he spoke at this moment: "However much money can be earned by then, it will be how much money can be earned. Don't charge me more for Tan Tan's sake."

"That can't be done," Song Youde said, also hurting his heart:
"Don't look at you sitting in a wheelchair. Grandma Lianhua in our village has been sitting in a wheelchair all the time. Last year, she was the only one who knitted the most and earned more money in a month. This year, I don't think you can compare with her."

Song Sancheng was worried that they would not be able to control the wheelchairs going up and down the slope, so he was just about to come over to say something, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but laugh.

Got it!
Come summer, their house will be lively again.

Song Tan turned around and found that Wu Lei was also helping everyone put the dumplings into the cold water. He remembered the other party's frivolous look at this time last year - "Silk quilts are popular now" and "Why is there no elevator in the villa?"

Oh my, look at this cowherd boy again!

The cowherd boy also laughed when he saw Song Tan, and then said embarrassedly: "Tan Tan, um... can you sell me a pound of your big leaf tea at a lower price?"

Song Tan: ...

I understand. Although Brother Wu Lei can speak, he can't speak much.

With such a relative relationship, if he directly asked to sell him a pound of wood, Song Tan would either give it away or give it to him at a low price. Could it be possible that he would really ask for hundreds of thousands of dollars?

But he still has to bring these two words...

Alas, I really don’t have any emotional intelligence in my mind!

He is lucky enough to have good fortune. His parents worked hard to take care of things for him, and his ex-girlfriend's ex-boyfriend treated him as a brother.

Song Tan knew what the tea was used for without even asking.

Looking at the silly cousin's smiling face, she simply nodded:
"Okay." "They've been so kind to you, so we can't help but show some appreciation."

"Don't mention money. I'll be busy at home next month. You can just come and help for two days."

Wu Lei knew that his mother had mentioned it many times at home, asking him to come and help during the busy farming season!

Whether it's harvesting rice or picking fruits, do whatever you can.

At that time, the breeding and handover of the cattle were solemnly handed over to his father in advance.

Wu Lei nodded vigorously: "I would have come to help even if you didn't tell me."

After thinking about it, I felt a little embarrassed:
"Kill the cow next month and I'll bring you meat again."

"Don't bring it," Song Tan stopped him:

"You didn't bring many adult cows back from me, and there's also this half-grown calf. Even if you raise it for half a year, it won't have much meat. You should sell it. With the money, you can relax a little at home."

As we were chatting, we saw a burst of joy ahead.

Looking at the large table in the cafeteria, pots of dishes were being brought up from the kitchen.

Fresh and fragrant stewed meat, sweet vegetables, large chunks of watermelon that you can eat as you like, and ice-cold Tremella soup...

Everyone held their bowls and looked at the rice dumplings in the basin that they had wrapped themselves. At this moment, they were overwhelmed and didn't know where to start.

Until Wulan urged them: "Eat, don't be polite, eat as much as you want today!"

She quickly changed her words when she got to this point:

"No! You better take it easy. If you eat too much, you might not be able to digest the rice dumplings and you'll have a stomachache later."

Then he quickly looked at Song Tan and asked, "Did you buy the stomach-strengthening and digestion-promoting tablets?"

Song Tan: ...Whose family prepares this for the Dragon Boat Festival?

She had no choice but to turn and look at Guo Dong.

Doctor Guo sighed, "I'll go down the mountain and get it for you. We're out of hawthorn pills. They're all sold out. Just take the stomach-strengthening and digestion-promoting tablets."

But the effect of this medicine is not as fast as her big hawthorn pills. Look at the various kinds of rice dumplings I made today...

Tsk!
Doctor Guo thought: Chinese medicine most forbids people from overeating. If you really eat too many rice dumplings, no stomach-strengthening and digestion-promoting tablets will be of any use.

But today's rice dumplings contain pork belly...

She thought carefully for a moment and decided to secretly put a few more of the few wax-sealed hawthorn pills in her pocket later.

Looking at the table again, everyone was busy grabbing food while looking at the rice dumplings in the bowl, wishing they could have three heads and six arms! For a moment, they didn't know which one to eat first.

Lu Chuan was peeling a rice dumpling slowly when suddenly a triangular white glutinous rice dumpling without any other ingredients was placed in his bowl.

Looking at Lu Jing's round, full, even slightly plump face, "..."

Lu Jing immediately said as if nothing had happened: "Son, you have worked hard, eat some rice dumplings to replenish your energy!"

After a pause, she added, "These braised pork dumplings and egg yolk dumplings are high in blood lipids and cholesterol. They are not suitable for you to eat when you are young. Mom will do it!"

Song Tan happened to hear this and laughed: "Auntie, the small bowl in front of you is full of white rice dumplings, and the meat dumplings are in the big bowl over there, don't take the wrong one next time!" (End of this chapter)