Song Tan's Notes

Chapter 269.
As night fell, the village gradually ignited smoke.

In this slow-paced old village, the middle-aged and elderly left behind are still familiar with the slow pace of the past.The younger ones still use gas stoves, while the older ones still use earthen stoves.

Therefore, every meal time, fireworks from each house, accompanied by orchids in the dark night, make the whole person calm down from the inside to the outside.

But... Serenity obviously didn't include Song Sam Sung.

Today, he took Qiao Qiao and snorted and turned over a long piece of land. Seeing that the child seriously planted the corn and sorghum according to his own ideas, he came back with the hoe on his shoulder.

During the period, I deliberately went around home and looked at my old house.

This house has been with him for 20 years, a full 20 years!
The white paint on the wall was repainted 6 years ago. Two pieces of asbestos tiles above the head were blown off by the strong wind three years ago and then temporarily repaired. The restaurant and kitchen on the left were slowly adjusted and expanded later.

His various tools and fishing rods were piled up in the utility shed.

And now...

He threw the towel into the water in the yard and twisted it, then wiped his sweat:

"Building a house now is a big deal!"

There was both surprise and anticipation in the loud voice: "It's only been a long time. The house has been smashed, and all the bricks, tiles and cement blocks have been piled aside with the shovel of a forklift."

"The cement layer on the ground is also shattered, and the soil underneath can be seen."

"When I came back, they were still busy. They were spreading the lines with lime, and said that they would open the foundation and ditches according to this tomorrow--amazing, amazing! The foundation will be laid tomorrow! It's really fast!"

Ulan is also full of expectations.

Everyone has read the design drawings given by Zhao Fangyuan, as well as the 3D renderings.But rural people pay attention to seeing is believing. No matter how good your drawings are, no one can tell what it will look like.

But at this moment, seeing the current progress of the project, the couple sincerely look forward to the presentation of the renderings.

"You said that if this is completed, won't we be the first villa in the village? It's still a big villa!

"What do you know?"

Song Sancheng said eloquently: "This is called a Chinese garden!"

"What garden? There are small bridges and flowing water in people's gardens. It's good for you. At most, there is a large pond on the side of the yard. Why don't you raise a few more fish, and wait to raise mosquitoes in summer!"

Song Youde was not happy to see his son behave like this.

On the contrary, Wang Lifen was a little embarrassed to say: "Isn't our yard going to be reorganized by then? Why? Don't do that gaudy stuff, I can't handle it."

The age of their house might be even older than Song Sancheng. Song Tan had already asked Zhao Fangyuan to draw a picture, and now he made a final decision:
"Grandma, don't worry, I'll take care of it for you!"

But Wang Lifen laughed: "Worrying is to make you worry, who told my granddaughter to be capable! You can't do it if you pay for it."

"Building a house for us is the task of your father and uncle, and our old couple also have some savings."

"I'm thinking, the old couple will take out 4 yuan, and the brothers will make up for it, so we can just renovate the house."

"That's the truth."

Now, Song Youde, who loves to show off, agrees.

The granddaughter bought a small electric car, which is the granddaughter's filial piety.But the house needs to be paid by his granddaughter, so what's the use of raising these two big boys?
What's more, they live as a couple, what kind of garden do they want?It is to seriously repair a bright main room, change the layout of the bedroom, install a toilet-it is a bit difficult to squat down to go to the toilet when I am old.

There is also a bathroom, which should be warmer.

The window glass should be reinstalled-the current glass is still old mahogany painted glass with small lattice, dim and dark, patched and patched, not bright.

The adobe house next to it has to be demolished and rebuilt as a small warehouse.

Song Youde calculated several times at night, and even asked the engineering team about the price of the materials—the cost of the materials would not cost much.

Although the eldest son often cries for being poor, Song Youde is not a fool with how much money he has in the city.

Not to mention too much, ten thousand yuan can always do it, right?

He didn't expect anything from his children for so many years, and he just wanted to live in a comfortable house when it was time to come.

The youngest son has raised a good daughter. He didn't dare to speak up before, but now seeing the child's life getting better, he made up his mind——

Speaking of which, it still took advantage of Tan Tan.

——The salary of this engineering team is quite a lot!

Song Youde has actually discussed with Wang Lifen that after a hundred years, Qiansha's three children will be divided equally, and the old house will be given to Tan Tan and Qiao Qiao.

To Tan Tan, because they know the child is good.

To Jojo, also because they love their children.

For Song Youde, who wanted to distribute all the family property to the eldest son and grandson according to the rules, this was already the biggest breakthrough he had ever made.

As for the two brothers... They should share in building a house for their parents!
If the two of them don't work or work hard, the family will get [-] yuan, and their tribute money will not be needed in the next few years.

The couple had land and hands, so they couldn't go hungry.

As for furniture and home appliances—ah, Song Youde himself knows how to do simple carpentry, among other things, he can do everything from beds, tables, chairs and benches!

Electric appliances, install an air conditioner, and watch the old TV, that's all.

Song Tan didn't stop him either.

The rules in the village are like this, when the son divides the family property, he must be filial.

She thought about it, but she didn't say that she would arrange the furniture and electrical appliances by herself - she would definitely not agree to it.

Anyway, let's do it first, and she will plan ahead when the time comes.

We will get together later, discuss the family affairs, and Qi Cousin starts to pour oil into the pot, pour a large bowl of chopped green onions into it and stir-fry, when the stir-fry is browned and fragrant, add a bowl of flour!
Only when the whole pan was filled with yellow and sticky shallots was it filled.

The chopped scallions are from the vegetable field, and the overbearing and tangy aroma hits us right now, and everyone swallowed subconsciously——

That is to say, it's so fragrant, why isn't it worth twenty?

Fortunately, the intriguing smell didn't linger for long. Soon, the pot was scrubbed and oil was poured in again, then minced ginger and garlic cloves were added, and stir-fried again.

Grandma Seven poured in the blanched black and green sesame leaves, and Cousin Seven quickly threw away the bean sprouts.

After thinking about it, after all, they are all a group of people who do real work, and those who eat only vegetarians are not very hungry.

So he put the diced pork belly that had been fried in a large bowl on the side, and the crispy, crispy yellow pork belly, and then fried it.

When everyone was so fragrant that they couldn't sit still, he added a few scoops of water vigorously, and then threw a large handful of freshly rolled noodles into it.

The oil was heated in another pan, and the eggs started to crackle, and then the peanuts were fried in a bowl and smashed into half-broken particles.

Several pots were moved at the same time, and Qi Cousin's expression was still unhurried, his hands were busy but not chaotic, and the demeanor of a chef was really obvious.

Qiao Qiao was clapping his hands beside him, already breaking out in a hot sweat.

When the noodles in the pot started to stick, Qi Cousin then mixed in the scallion paste that was fried in hot oil and flour before.

A large bowl of noodles with sesame leaves, sprinkle some crushed peanuts on top, add some fragrant chili oil, and finally add a burnt yellow and fragrant egg on the edge...

Dinner, let's start!

　Sesame leaf muddled noodles! ! !I really want to eat woo woo woo...

　　Every household in our village is now squatting (hard rules hahaha I like it!), and tap water has been used a few years ago. Although the mountain village is poor, what should be developed is also developing.

　　Good night babies.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)