Zhou Maozhu and his wife were just thinking about it by themselves, and didn't think about doing anything when frying tea from beginning to end.
This is enough to show that Song Sancheng really did not lose out by giving away the 5 kilograms of tea.
After Song Sancheng sent them away, he felt a little guilty when he thought about the generosity he had promised him.
It was Song Tan who took the initiative to speak:
"Dad, you have a good eye. My uncle Zhou's family is really honest. They have been frying tea leaves for such a long time, but they really haven't taken advantage of it at all."
It's already been sent, and it's been so long, why should she still feel uncomfortable with her dad
As for tea, no one can tell for sure whether it takes 3.6 jin to roast one jin of dry tea, or 4 jin to roast one jin of dry tea, or a little more or a little less.
But Zhou Maozhu’s family even fried the old leaves that they sifted every day and sent them to me, saying that they would keep them for boiling water to drink while working at home, and they were honest about it from beginning to end…
Song Tan is good at judging people, even if nothing else.
They are truly honest people.
At this moment, Song Sancheng trembled: "Really? I tell you, Dad has eaten more salt than you have eaten rice, and what he says has deep meaning. Sometimes you can't just look at the surface!"
Wulan passed by and made a light sound from her nose—
"snort."
Song Sancheng: …
He dodged aside in an instant.
However, the seventh cousin was sitting there, and was also quite touched at this moment:
Other parents have to find ways to take care of their children, but his child went to the frontier to get married and have children, and he himself has never been there once...
Of course, the children rarely come back.
Now that he had thought about it, he couldn't help but ask his wife next to him:
"What do you think... how about we send something to Shuliang?"
…
To be honest, my seventh cousin used to be a stubborn person.
Because he was a chef, his family had been able to live comfortably over the years. In those days, being a chef was a good skill that could ensure a stable income and a stable living.
Therefore, when his son saw that he had no hope of passing the college entrance examination, the seventh cousin decided to pass on this skill to him.
However, my son Shuliang can do anything except staying in the kitchen!
As the son of a chef, he would rather have poor cooking skills and make unpalatable food than learn this.
My seventh cousin was very thoughtful. He thought that if he had a skill, he could take in a few apprentices in the future. The family would support each other, and then no matter whether he opened a restaurant selling snacks or did anything else, he would always be able to support himself.
Because of this, I gave my son a lot of trouble. But after a lot of trouble, my son ran away.
Before leaving, he left a note saying that he didn't want to learn how to cook no matter what and he really wasn't interested.
Uncle Seven was angry and furious, but... the person was not in front of him, so what was the point of being angry
It was only later when he received news from his son that he realized that his son had followed someone to the border.
My goodness, how long the days are over there!
Isn't working there much harder than being a cook
Sure enough, my son wrote back complaining that it was already light in the morning and the sun hadn’t set at 10 pm…
After complaining, his seventh cousin asked him to come back and learn how to cook, but he still refused!
The journey to the border is long and it takes a lot of time to communicate back and forth. Gradually, my son got used to it there.
At that time, the local lamb skewers were 50 cents a skewer, pure lamb, in big chunks!
Grapes are 30 cents a kilogram, and there are still many shops opened by the educated youth back then. The young people don’t feel homesick at all—he even met a girl!
Gradually, it took root there.
Until one day, he came back with his girlfriend and solemnly told his seventh cousin: I will stay in the frontier from now on...
…
That was many years ago.
At that time, cities were not yet developed, and a small city like Yuncheng was not much different from a county town in the border area.
Parents can never win over their children. Even though my seventh cousin has only one son, according to his old-fashioned thinking, he has to wait for his son to support him in his old age.
But looking at the child's determined face, I ended up saying nothing.
The border is so vast that there is not even a direct bus to where my son is. Every time he goes back and forth, he has to take a bus, a bullock cart, or a motorcycle... He has to be transferred all the way to get to the train station, and it takes several days of agony before he can come back.
Over the years, the children have only come back a few times.
When the seventh cousin wanted to go there, he couldn't even find it.
If it weren't for this situation, he wouldn't have made up his mind to use the house to find someone to take care of him in his old age.
The son, who is already a father, gradually realized the feelings his parents had back then, so he took the initiative to talk about the house on the phone.
But he also promised that he would definitely go back if his parents needed him!
But he did come back once after getting married, but after sending him away, Grandma Qi sighed:
"After not seeing him for so many years, I have to be very careful when talking to my son... I can't figure out his tastes anymore, and I don't know what his life is like over there. He can't understand our local dialect anymore."
"We are old... can we still count on him to be around?"
Time cannot erase emotions, but it can widen the gap step by step.
Finally, the seventh cousin also sighed.
When she heard him mention her son out of nowhere, Grandma Qi was stunned for a while.
She thought of the mutton, fruits, dates, raisins, etc. that her son sent back from thousands of miles away every year, and finally sighed:
"Let's send it too."
After saying this, he hesitated for a moment:
"We still have some money, don't we? Do you want to renovate the old house? I think we'll have to stay in the village in the future. Let's send a letter to the children, at least let us see our grandchildren... If he doesn't have time, now we have positioning and navigation, and I've learned how to use the Internet. Just give him an address and we can go there ourselves."
My seventh cousin didn't dare to respond to this.
Grandma Qi is not in very good health. If they go to the border, at their age, if they suffer from acclimatization, they may lose half their lives.
But at this moment, I couldn't help but be moved by my wife's suggestion -
After the old house is renovated, not only will it be more comfortable for us to live in in the future, but also the house won't be too shabby if our son brings his children back.
"Okay, I think this construction team is pretty good. Let's wait until Tan Tan's house is finished and see what it looks like. If it works, they can also reinforce and tidy up our old house and renovate the yard."
As for sending things...
The seventh cousin asked: "Honey, tea, white fungus?"
The meat and fruits on the border are good and cheap, and if there is anything rare, it's only the ones he just mentioned.
Grandma Qi nodded and said, "Talk to Tan Tan about it. I'm afraid she won't be able to settle the money with you when the time comes."
Speaking of this, the seventh cousin snorted:
"That girl, how could she not be so hard on calculating the price from me? She would rather give me an extra pound than reduce the price by a penny! She knows this clearly."
Although he was complaining, he had a deep smile on his face. It was obvious that Seventh Cousin agreed with Song Tan's way of doing business.