Song Tan's Notes

Under the table is Song Youde.

He waved his hand: "White-eyed wolf can't kill him!"

Then there was the same loud snoring, faintly intertwined with Tang Xiaodong's next door, one after another, quite rhythmic.

Song Tan regretted it greatly!

If I had known that they would have to clean up the mess when they got drunk, I shouldn't have opened this drink!

Then look at the wine bottles on the table - okay, I took a total of three bottles of wine, and now there is one and a half bottles left, that's all I can drink? !

She picked up the bottle and shook it, and she was about to be annoyed at this moment.

……

The next day was another sunny day.

When Seventh Cousin woke up, he couldn't help squinting his eyes at the glare of the sky outside the window.

Then he reacted: Hey, why is it so bright?
But when he walked out of the house slowly, he saw that the yard was quiet, and the air was steaming with heat, which made him sweat instantly.

He was confused for a moment, and then he remembered - oh, this is his home!

wrong!

Isn't he drinking?Why did you go back to your own home?And it was dark when I drank it!

Touch the phone again—good guy, it's 08:30 in the morning!At this point, all the workers are about to go home.

He hurried into the kitchen to wash with a basin of cold water, and then hurried to Song Tan's house.

After entering the yard, I saw Grandma Seven and Aunt Lianhua's family peeling corn. I couldn't help but feel a little guilty: "I got up late."

Seventh Grandma took a look at him: "Oh, that's amazing!" She said with a firm tone, "You don't get drunk after a thousand glasses, it's like bragging, a glass of wine will knock you down."

Seventh Cousin felt ashamed!
He wanted to say that he really wasn't this drinker.

But yesterday Song Youde poured wine twice, two half-cups, the total was not more than one cup, why did he sleep until this time?

At this moment, I can only murmur guiltily: "This wine is really powerful."

However, it's good.

He smacked secretly, thinking about the aroma and lingering taste of the wine yesterday, he felt a little greedy again for some reason.

Thinking about it, my mental head is pretty good today, I don't have any headaches, and I don't feel uncomfortable. It seems that this wine is indeed brewed well...

However, now is obviously not the time to think about these things.

He looked around: "Why are you the only ones?"

Aunt Lianhua laughed: "Uncle Song got drunk yesterday and asked Tan Tan to carry it back, but he hasn't shown up until now. I heard that my aunt brought people to do the weaving of the straw mats."

"As for Tan Tan and the others, they took people to break the corn early in the morning. Look at the corn, it's old."

"That, that..."

The Seventh Cousin had a bad premonition: this wine is so strong, and it takes so long to sleep after just two sips, which is too late!Can I drink as much as I want in the future?
"Then what did you have for breakfast?"

"That's not easy!" Aunt Lianhua laughed: "Aren't there pumpkin steamed buns that were made yesterday in the freezer? I cooked a pot of porridge and steamed a pot of steamed buns and that's enough."

While chatting, two people came out from the side room.

Tang Xiaodong and Professor Song also stood up crookedly, and then faced the sky full of courtyards, showing the same expressions as Seventh Cousin this morning.

……

And in the field below the back mountain, Qiao Qiao started a live broadcast again.

What he is going to teach the children today is - breaking corn.

Everyone is fully armed.

Masks, hats, and long-sleeved jackets were all neatly dressed, and then they got into the cornfield.

The leaves of corn are thick and wide, much tougher than sorghum. Once you walk in, the hairy edges of the leaves hang and scratch your clothes and hats.

If someone who doesn't know how to do farm work comes in wearing a short-sleeved shirt, he will be cut bloody in two strokes.

Because of the humidity and sweltering heat, there are still clusters of mosquitoes piled up in the cornfield. Seeing so many delicacies enter the market at first glance, I wish I could eat all the food for a lifetime!
Fortunately, Song Tan had already prepared, and everyone ordered a small handful of wormwood in their baskets.

All in all, very difficult.

Someone in the barrage also sighed and said:

[Isn’t there some cornfield literature in the past, putting people in the cornfield like this... Now it seems that it’s all fucking nonsense]

【Not really, if you are used to the job...】

[Accustomed to work, calloused all over?Are you trying to say this?Then you imagine, if this image, is it worth imagining? 】

[Attention in front, don't talk nonsense just because there is no management in our live broadcast room.Everyone here is responsible for the yellow card. 】

【Why.The main reason is that there are so many corns in front of me, and I feel uncomfortable seeing that I can't eat them. 】

[Uncomfortable, so uncomfortable! 】

[This corn has a lot of knots, there are two or three cobs.How is it different from mine?I can only have one in my family. 】

[In front, this is probably silage corn.High yield, bad taste.Processed feed is still very popular. 】

[The price of green storage this year is not bad, it seems to be [-] mu]

[1500 acres?This is too cheap, right? 】

[Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, this price is more profitable than selling corn cobs. 】

[It is indeed quite profitable, but there are many conditions.For example, the traffic in the mountainous area of ​​the anchor is inconvenient, so there must be no way to sell it like that.The acquisition cost is too high. 】

【right!In addition, it is not suitable for those without large-scale livestock breeding areas around, because the transportation cost is too high. 】

[The anchor's corn is growing really well.It has been raining for a month at my house.The crops can’t bear it anymore]

【Relying on the sky to eat is hard...】

Different from the usual joking and asking for links, today I watched the live broadcast all morning, and the corn cobs cracked basket after basket, and the anchor didn't interact with them.

Everyone has gone from being greedy to gossiping now—in short, you can’t walk, you can only watch silently like this, as if the edges and corners have been smoothed by the live broadcast room.

And at this moment, Song Tan came over, picked up the corn cob in his hand and peeled off the skin two or three times, then roughly grabbed the soft and tender beard at the front of the corn, and tore it clean two or three times.

"Qiao Qiao, come on, this one is so tender, it must be very sweet."

Qiao Qiao was still wearing gloves, and at this moment, he bowed his head to Song Tan's hand and said "ahhhh"——

The immature corn kernels are creamy yellow, light in color and tender.Being chewed by him like this, the juice splashed.

The live camera is right in front of you.

All the viewers in the live broadcast room were caught off guard by the food creation that appeared unexpectedly, and they were completely embarrassed!

【Ahhhhh, damn it, I'm not hungry anymore, why do you want to eat it in front of me! 】

[So tender corn!No, no, I will go to the vegetable market early tomorrow morning to squat]

[Who said earlier that this is green storage corn, is green storage corn so delicious]

[The anchor's eyes narrowed when he ate... Equality hates every delicious food that I can't buy. 】

Isn't that right?
This corn is crunchy and sweet in the mouth, with a unique aroma.The soft juice was chewed into the mouth, Qiaoqiao licked the residue on the lips, then raised his head:

"Sister, don't you want to eat? It's delicious."

"I will not eat."

Song Tan looked at him with a smile: "I like to eat older ones, and roast them for lunch."

"It's you, who liked tender corn when you were a child—come on, eat more."

Qiao Qiao then lowered his head obediently, and took another big mouthful of "ahhh".

Two jagged gaps appeared on the plump and round corn cob, and some crushed corn kernels hung on the cob, like the broken hearts of fans.

Today is a bit late, tomorrow must be early... Good night!