Song Tan’s Chronicle

Chapter 133: 133. Ulan is very tired

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The eldest aunt roughly settled the matter and went straight home.

Before leaving, I thought about it and decided to leave the bag of locust flowers behind.

My seventh cousin is an old and experienced man. He can tell what she is thinking just by looking at her eyes. Now he is extremely angry!

- Even so, he still said that he would treat them well in the future, but no one believed him.

But after the people left, he took a large bucket from the bathroom and went to the balcony to continue watering the plants. His body, over 60 years old, was still steady.

Grandma Qi sighed, "If you ask me, if Sancheng's family is really willing to support the two of us, that's fine. We don't rely on the girl or the child, but on the kindness of Sancheng and his wife."

My seventh cousin didn't say anything, but he was obviously thinking about it.

They have been married for a lifetime, what is there that Grandma Qi doesn’t understand

"We are several years younger than Brother Youde, and he can count on us for 30%. We have a house here, so he won't suffer any loss. He can just take care of us when he gets old, so why can't he?"

If it weren't for the difficulty of leaving their hometown, they would have been reluctant to go to the frontier no matter what. How could they have children and money but no one to take care of them in their old age

The seventh cousin then put down the water scoop, looking gloomy: "I knew they were honest. But, his family is also burdened with heavy responsibilities."

"Let's not talk about anything else, just talk about their son, what will happen in the future?"

"If we really have an agreement with their family and someone takes care of us in our old age, then I'll be happy. But the problem is the house. If we don't leave it to them, we'll be guilty."

"But if they keep it... it won't be a good thing for their son."

A poor fool can survive in the village no matter what.

But a rich fool...even if he can survive, I don't know how much suffering he will have to endure.

Grandma Qi understood.

Having thought it through to this point, the old man must have thought about it countless times. Maybe he has figured out the whole village.

In this case…

Grandma Qi was also free and easy: "We are still in good health and can still work. Whether we can do it or not is not something that can be decided in one sentence. We should take our time. Her children will come over tomorrow. If they really want you to go back and be the chef, why don't we go back to our hometown and live there for a while?"

The people around him know him best. Grandma Qi also smiled expectantly: "I don't know you yet. You cook for me every day at home, but you can't use your cooking skills. You must be feeling frustrated, right?"

Uncle Seven was still stubborn: "Why go back? There is nothing in the old house. It's not convenient."

As he spoke, he pretended to be nothing and reached out to grab a handful of locust flowers. He first lowered his head to smell them, and then his eyes focused, and he picked up a flower bag and stuffed it into his mouth.

The weather in early April is exceptionally good. The dew is hazy early in the morning, the morning light is dim, and the cool breeze is blowing slowly in the early morning, which makes people who are preparing to work particularly refreshed.

Before the sun had fully risen, the tea-picking aunts had already skillfully tied a piece of plastic cloth around their waists, put on rain boots, and then carried baskets and wore straw hats, and went up the mountain swiftly.

Meanwhile, noises gradually began to rise on the road in the village. Motorcycles roared one after another, and soon a full row of them parked in front of Song Tan's house - these were people from the village and the neighboring village who came to help with the work.

When my uncle Wu Chengtao came over on his motorcycle with my aunt, he was shocked when he saw the scene: "How big is this business?"

Why invite so many people

My aunt even said, "Ouch!" "You said Wulan didn't even tell us. It's such a big job, and our family didn't come to help. How can we say that if others know about it!"

The couple hurried over, and Song Sancheng saw them and asked quickly, "Brother, have you had breakfast?"

"I ate it, I ate it." The aunt looked around and said, "Where is Tan Tan? We said we would come to help today, what are you doing?"

Song Sancheng laughed: "Tan Tan went to buy groceries."

"We are planning to plant peach trees today. Big brother, come with me to the mountain. Aunt, can you stay at home and help Wulan cook?"

In just two simple sentences, people kept asking, "Are you going to plant trees now?"

Song Sancheng felt sorry for his expensive peach trees and was afraid that someone would be careless and plant them carelessly, so he didn't bother to greet them and hurriedly took a hoe and shovel and went up the mountain with Wu Chengtao.

At the back of the mountain, the little pigs hummed skillfully, waiting for the upcoming breakfast.

The king walked quietly around the mountain and then returned to his doghouse.

It knew that this group of people were going to work in another area, and its mission was to protect the chickens, ducks and piglets.

The better your work performance, the better you eat.

Alas, when will the new second owner come back? The yellow balls I ate yesterday were so delicious! So sweet!

Dabai also stretched his neck and came over with his wings flapping, poking at its empty food bowl unwillingly with his flat goose beak. Finally, the dog and the goose looked at each other and both lay down quietly.

In the yard, all the people who had agreed to help yesterday had gone up the mountain, leaving only Wulan, two aunts who were helping, and her aunt Zhou Fangjuan.

Don't think that you have nothing to do early in the morning. There are twenty or thirty people working here. Those who are in charge of logistics have nothing to do early in the morning. They have to prepare the tea first.

There were only two kettles at home, which was not enough. But it was a small matter. The couple came to work today, so they naturally brought their own tea bottles and took them back after work in the evening.

For the villagers, this is a common occurrence. Decades ago, people still borrowed benches and bowls.

But this afternoon, I even had to borrow a bench and a bowl.

Wu Lan led everyone to sit together on benches at one house and walk around the vegetable garden at another, while also having to deal with the villagers' true and false inquiries - after all, it had been many years since the village had hired so many people to work at once.

Look, she was tired both physically and mentally early in the morning, and she was never idle at all!

After dozens of pots of water were finally boiled, Song Tan drove back.

She hadn't experienced going to the market so early in the morning for many years. The last time her father took her to buy seeds, she wasn't so enthusiastic.

As Qiao Qiao and Zhang Yanping unloaded the vegetables and meat from the car, Wu Lan pulled her aside:

"Tan Tan, your aunt told you last night to go take a look today - have you decided what to bring?"

"We won't force your seventh cousin to do anything. If we really can't come to an agreement, you can ask your seventh cousin if he has any colleagues willing to come to our village to work."

"I am just an ordinary rural woman. I can't keep up with your request for this kind of food every day."

Wu Lan also had her own ideas in mind - don't think that such a grand occasion as today's will only happen once!

After planting the peach trees, there is still a lot of work to do. Not to mention a lot, with three or five people joining in every day, cooking is a big project.

Her cooking skills are good for home cooking, but if there are too many people, it would be hard to handle for a long time!

"I'm exhausted just washing the dishes and cleaning up every day."