Just a few minutes after Tian Tian left on her motorcycle, Song Tan's pickup truck also stopped at the door.
Before she could ask about the sesame seeds in the yard outside, Wu Lan and Song Sancheng got out of the car.
The former was beaming with joy, and the latter was also quite proud.
"Oh, I said that getting a driver's license isn't that difficult. Look, I passed it in one try! How easy! Tan Tan, what car do you think I should buy in the future?"
Song Sancheng smiled so hard that his teeth were showing, and he had already thought about where he would drive the car first after getting it.
Wu Lan glanced at him and said, "You just barely passed with a score of 91, and you look so proud! Someone who didn't know would have thought you were taking Subject 4!"
Song Tan also wanted to laugh.
Her father has been so proud of himself that if you don't know him, you might think he has definitely gotten his driver's license - but in fact, he just took the first part of the test this morning.
He was still doing questions on his phone while queuing up to enter the examination room in the morning.
But she didn't get involved in her parents' quarrel. She climbed onto the back of the car and shouted again:
"Qiao Qiao, come out and see your new car!"
That’s right, after waiting for so long, the second person in the Song family to drive a new car was Qiao Qiao!
Qiao Qiao had already run out of the yard. At this moment, she was looking at the tricycle in the back bucket of Song Tan's car with sparkling eyes. She was clinging to the fence, wishing she could climb over it immediately!
"Sister! This is the tricycle I want. It's so beautiful!"
Isn't it beautiful? Even Song Tan, who is a pragmatist, can't help but be moved now -
The car is just as Qiao Qiao said, a dreamy rainbow color.
The color tone is a refreshing macaron color. The saturation is not high, but it is light and bright, making people happy when they see it.
The snow-white cloud canopy on the car, which was custom-made at great expense, was shaking slightly as everyone was moving it, not to mention how adorable it was.
This car cost more than 5,000 yuan, and if you change the color, paint it, and add a canopy, the price will also be another 5,000 yuan.
When taking out the money, Song Tan wanted to regret it - if he had known this would happen, he would have bought a rocking car!
Even if it costs 500 yuan per car, it's enough to buy 10 of them! When Qiao Qiao sits on it, he can sing several songs!
Besides, such a beautiful car, whether it is used to transport fertilizer or firewood, would seem a bit wasteful, and Qiao Qiao might not be willing to give it up...
It is indeed a children's toy that looks good but is not practical.
but.
The nature of human beings is to look at appearance.
No matter how useless this car was, when it was lifted to the ground by everyone, Song Tan was the first to sit on it, and said to Qiao Qiao who was looking at him eagerly with a serious face:
"Don't worry, I'll try to see if there's anything wrong with the car. If there is, we'll have to call after-sales service."
Qiao Qiao is a good kid, how could he understand the sinister intentions of adults? Especially his sister whom he trusts very much.
At this moment, she took a step back obediently, and then said seriously: "Well, sister, you must check it carefully, don't let my big flower get damaged."
What flower
Song Tan was stunned.
Qiao Qiao naturally pointed at the tricycle in front of him and said, "Look at it, it's colorful, so of course it's called Dahua."
Song Tan: …It doesn’t matter if you don’t have this name.
She couldn't help but say, "Why not just call her Dahong? The "Hong" in "rainbow" is more appropriate."
Qiao Qiao thought for a moment and said, "But others don't know it's the rainbow. What if they mistake it for red?"
What should I do? It’s just a misunderstanding, so what? What’s the impact of misunderstanding the name of the tricycle
But Qiao Qiao disagreed.
"In this case," he looked at the snow-white cloud canopy and made up his mind:
"Just call me Daduo, don't change it!"
Song Tan: … I can only say that as long as my brother is happy.
When she thought that the name of the car was Daduo, she simply stopped thinking about it, turned around, turned the key, and started the tricycle with a roar.
You know what, this car drives really well!
…
It was almost noon and everyone who was working had gone home. Even Sun Ziqiang went back to Grandpa Song Tan's place to wash up. There was really no one else in the yard.
But this did not stop Song Sancheng from showing off all over the room:
"In fact, I failed the original mock test because I didn't pay attention."
"Look, I just did some last-minute cramming this morning while waiting in line. Didn't I pass the first part of this exam? It was so easy!"
"Oh, if my family hadn't been so busy before, I would have taken the test a long time ago, and I would have gotten my driver's license by now..."
He repeated similar things over and over again, until my seventh cousin's ears were almost covered with calluses.
Now I asked him, "I heard that a lot of people failed the second part of the test. Who will pass this part first, you or Wulan?"
Ah this.
Although Song Sancheng was showing off, he still had an idea in his mind. Who of them would pass the second test first... He really couldn't say for sure.
He calmed down instantly.
Professor Song and his students laughed silently.
Until Yanran took a shower and came down from upstairs - there was no other way, they were fermenting fertilizer on the mountain.
The pungent smell of ammonia fertilizer is so strong that I can't even open my eyes. My clothes are soaked through now, and I can't stand it if I don't take a shower after returning home.
Taking a bath is always more troublesome for girls than for boys, so she is always the last one to come down.
Seeing Song Tan driving the car into the yard contentedly, she quickly asked:
"Song Tan, didn't you say that there are still mung beans to be harvested in the field? When do you plan to harvest them? I saw it raining again in the next two days."
Song Tan waved his hand: "Don't worry, someone is here to work. Otherwise, I can't bear to ask you to go to the fields in such a hot day."
"There's a lot of shade over there in the peach forest, so it's not that hot. Just take your time while you figure it out. Don't be in a hurry."
Zhang Bo has always had the habit of preparing fertilizer. On the edge of the hillside, there were countless fermentation piles of various sizes before Professor Song came.
Now they will add more fertilizer, and when the mountain is cleaned up and the temperature drops a little, the first wave of base fertilizer can be spread on the ground.
Yan Ran was a little puzzled: "Didn't you say that there is no one in the village now?"
Song Tan smiled, told them about Tian Tian's story, and couldn't help but praise her:
"Sun Ziqiang said that these two siblings might have done it! Look at the sesame seeds outside. They cut them all in one morning. They worked really hard."
But he was working too hard. Song Tan was afraid that he would tire out the growing child, and was thinking about whether to give him other work.
But Yanran’s focus is not here.
She asked curiously, "You said that Tian Tian's brother wanted to go to a cram school but had no money - what kind of cram school did he want to take?"
"English."
"That's so easy!"
Yan Ran was instantly surprised: "Tell him that I won't mention the salary, but will help your family with work every morning and evening. When it gets hot, come over here, and the three of us can tutor him."
She blinked and said, "This way you won't be too tired, and someone will do the chores around the house. By the way, it can also save you some salary."
Otherwise, the four of them would feel bad eating and drinking for free here every day!
If I could help in this small way, that would be great.
Yanran still felt a little guilty after saying this.
Song Tan: …
She rubbed her hands, looking conflicted and sincere.
"In this case, aren't you too tired?"