Song Tan’s Chronicle

Chapter 6: 6. Don’t squeal like a pig

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Song Tan was truly shocked.

"Is our family so rich?"

There are both mountains and fields.

"What money do you have?" Wu Lan said without even raising his head: "These are all handed down from your grandfather. They are in the wild mountains and wilderness, and can't be sold and no one wants them, so they are just lying there!"

Song Tan was silent.

The whole village now has less than 30 households, with an average age of 40 or 50. Food is not valuable now, so they can only make ends meet. So not only their family, but also other families have left a large area of land uncultivated.

There is no other reason, just insufficient labor.

There are many mountains here, so large agricultural machinery cannot be used. Small agricultural machinery needs to be paid for by the farmers themselves, which is expensive. One mu of land cannot cover the cost in a year. In addition, the roads are tortuous, so there is nothing to sell.

Planting rice and wheat is for our own consumption. It takes a year of hard work to irrigate, fertilize, and kill insects and weeds, and it costs a lot of money.

What about the harvest

When there is a shortage of labor, they just collect food for their own families.

Looking back, I found that the supermarket in town costs more than two yuan per pound. Although the taste is not very good, I don’t have to work hard, so the money I spend is much less!

It would be better to leave it alone.

If you really want to make money, you have to go out to work after the busy first half of each year!

For example, Wulan went to a shoe factory to tie shoe laces last year, earning 6,000 yuan a month, and she was reluctant to go home until the Chinese New Year.

The year before last, it was Song Sancheng who went to work on a construction site in the imperial capital, earning 400 yuan a day. He worked for three months and earned more than 30,000 yuan. He lost more than ten pounds and came back to recuperate for more than half a month.

After all, they are old too!

Song Tan felt a pang of sadness in her heart, and at this moment she promised: "Mom, don't worry, I will definitely let you live a good life!"

Wulan didn't discourage her, but just asked back: "If you can do it, I will clean up all the fields and hills at home for you, just leave a piece of vegetable garden and don't waste it."

"I'll also show you what it means to endure hardship."

"But you want to plant both mountains and fields. It's already the end of February. What are you going to plant in the spring?"

Song Tan: …

This, this she really hasn’t thought through!

After all, I have only traveled back for a long time, but I haven't achieved any results in my cultivation. Isn't it all in vain

But facing Wu Lan's intimidating gaze, Song Tan decisively changed his words:

"Mom, don't worry. When have I ever done anything that I wasn't sure of since I was a child?"

That’s right, my daughter has always been well-behaved and sensible—except this time.

Ulan nodded and waited for the next words.

Song Tan said, "In that case, let Dad rent a few machines tomorrow and turn over the barren fields."

"I won't touch the things we grow at home."

"I have arranged for a few hills, but we need people to dig the hills. The machines can't go up there. Mom, you just hire the people, and I'll pay for it."

"You come to pay?" Wu Lan looked at her meaningfully:

"My girl, digging in the mountains earns 200 yuan a day. You only have 60,000 yuan, so you should be careful. Otherwise, my family won't have that much money to support you."

Song Tan's expression cracked - how could she be so obedient before! She even has to report her savings, what a mama's boy!

Song Qiao came in after cleaning the kitchen. Her hands were red, which made Wu Lan angry again: "How many times have I told you to use hot water in winter? Why don't you listen?"

The two of them wanted to train Song Qiao, and they taught him how to do housework little by little, fearing that one day... But Song Qiao didn't know how to take care of his body, and the process of practice was full of depression.

For example, at this moment, Song Qiao ignored her and just leaned close to Song Tan:

"Sis, I want to see Peppa Pig! Mom won't let me see it!"

Ouch!

Who can resist such a big baby!

Song Tan immediately took out his cell phone: "Come on, let's-"

She was stuck.

The cell phone I took out was covered in cracks, and it seemed to be on the verge of being scrapped.

Wu Lan glanced at her thousand-yuan phone and suddenly felt sad.

"You have a hard time out there, mom knows, but we don't need you at home, so don't be too frugal."

Then he softened his voice and said, "If you want to farm, then do it well. We don't have much else at home but we have a lot of land. I will do whatever you want."

He turned around and took out his phone to transfer two thousand yuan to her: "Let's go to town tomorrow and buy a new one."

Song Tan blinked in confusion, then looked at his mobile phone again—what an unexpected surprise, hahaha!

However, the next moment, Song Qiao was heard making a "hum hum hum" sound beside him, looking at the two of them while making the sound.

At this point, Wulan's tenderness could no longer continue, and he roared:

"Song Qiaoqiao! I told you not to watch TV if you keep imitating that piggy sound!"

In the silent night, Song Tan finally had the chance to try to draw on the spiritual energy.

In the quiet village on a winter night, the spiritual starlight slowly surges with the wind.

As her mental method ran wild, spiritual energy that was invisible to ordinary people like fireflies slowly gathered together.

It was like a gentle rain that moistened her weak body that had been riddled with wounds and survived a near-death experience, and tempered her body...

Finally, when the sky turned pale, the spiritual energy that had been becoming increasingly dense during the process was collected by Song Tan into his dantian.

At this moment, her whole body was filled with sticky black impurities, and the smell in the room became more and more intoxicating.

Song Tan had no choice but to sneak into the bathroom like a thief again - thanks to the new countryside, although she is not so afraid of the cold now, she still has to say: the water heater is great!

But the bad thing was that because the dirt on her body was too difficult to rub off, after taking a shower, not only did the hot water run out, but Ulan also woke up.

Taking a shower in the morning in the middle of winter, and the hot water in the water heater has run out, so I have to use cold water?!

It's totally crazy!

So in an instant, the whole family got up - Qiao Qiao cooked ginger soup, Song Sancheng lit the stove, and Wulan quickly stewed water on the stove, making sure she didn't catch a cold!

Finally, before going out on the street, Fairy Song Tan, wrapped in an old military coat and wearing a woolen hat from her grandmother's generation, was allowed to sit on the back seat of the motorcycle.

The motorcycle was hard to start in winter. Song Sancheng was stepping on the ignition lever in front of her, and she was thinking about what to do today behind her.

First, go to the town police station to apply for an ID card.

Thankfully, because of mobile payment nowadays, she didn't have her card with her when she got into the accident, which saved her a lot of trouble.

Then buy a new phone.

Now that these two most important things have been done, the next step is to buy some farm tools, fertilizers, and the most important thing - seeds.

As for what seeds to buy, Song Tan already had an idea in his mind.

At this moment, she was sitting on the motorcycle, looking at the endless mountains she had just crossed, and then looking at the red sun rising in the sky, and she felt a surge of pride:

"Dad! It won't be long before I make our village more beautiful! Our lives will be better!"

Song Sancheng, who was riding his bike in front, also shouted, "Tan Tan, spend your 60,000 yuan slowly!"