In the dark night, bright stars twinkle. Although the roads connecting every village are no longer smooth, for the country people, walking on such night roads is not a burden.
The brother and sister led the king forward along the way and felt that it was extremely quiet. Insects even began to chirp in the grass.
Qiao Qiao blew out a big bubble with a "puff" sound, it was as big as a fist!
He turned around in surprise, staring at Bubble with a pair of cross-eyed eyes, and called Song Tan to come and see. Even the King came over curiously and sniffed it with his nose.
“Bang!”
The bubble burst.
It was stuck on his lips, cheeks and philtrum, forcing him to rub it with his hands for a long time before he spit out the remaining gum in frustration.
Song Tan couldn't help but laugh!
"Oh, Qiao Qiao," she suddenly remembered:
"Aren't you going to buy the bubble gum for Brother Yanping? Why did you open it first?"
I only heard Qiao Qiao say confidently: "Brother doesn't work hard, so I can't give him much. I'll give him a piece of grass if he pulls the grass faster than me tomorrow."
Song Tan: …
Then this piece of bubble gum is too precious.
…
Zhang Yanping probably hasn't eaten a piece of bubble gum like this for 10 to 20 years.
He studied very hard, fought for a lot of people, and graduated from a 211 university... Now, just for a piece of bubble gum, he has come to the mountains to be a farmer.
His uncle Song Sancheng was swinging a hoe in front, and the hardened mud ground became like a shortbread, with a ditch formed by the sound of a cracker.
Then I looked at myself. Although I was also digging on the other side, I had only dug a one-meter trench, and my uncle even pointed out that the trench was not deep enough... The people on the other side had already dug ten meters!
He couldn't help it and called his mother via video:
"Mom, look at me, look at the work your son is doing now, do you feel bad?"
However, the biological mother is worthy of being the biological mother. Wu Fang exclaimed in surprise, "Oh!"
"Son, asking you to go to the village really worked. Look, your skin has become fairer and the dark circles under your eyes have disappeared!"
How is this possible
Zhang Yanping refused to believe it.
Although he did a lot of work during the day and had nothing to do at night, so he went to bed early and ate well... But this could not hide the fact that today was only the morning of his third day in the countryside.
Zhang Yanping turned the camera around and looked at himself:
Oh, it’s all because my phone is so great, now videos can also have beauty effects.
He was speechless: "Mom, this is the phone beauty function."
"What beauty filter?" Wu Fang glanced at him and said, "When you used beauty filter before, the color under your eyes was different, dark blue."
"No wonder no one in the entire wholesale market is willing to introduce you to a date. It's because you don't work, have no future, and are weak!"
It can be said to be an all-round attack.
There seemed to be someone coming to wholesale fruits in front, and she soon became impatient, so she perfunctorily said: "Son, work hard, and ask your aunt to cook more delicious food for you. Look at what you have raised..."
“All—” The video was disconnected.
Zhang Yanping had nowhere to turn to, and when he turned around, he saw his uncle already digging a large ditch!
He had no choice but to accept his fate, picked up the hoe, and continued to drive to the side.
Look at the pile of golden cherries piled next to the tree. The root system of this thing is very developed, with many long fibrous roots. Therefore, compared to digging a hole, it is more convenient to dig a trench.
Zhang Yanping thought to himself: If I had known that I would have to plant these flower seedlings myself, I would have recommended that my cousin use the net with iron thorns!
Then I looked at the silent uncle next to me, who was just holding a big hammer and banging the thick branches into the ground to support the fence...
He looked at the soft flesh on his arms and legs and thought: I should have gone pulling grass earlier!
…
It’s almost time for Astragalus.
At this moment, several flower fields have buds that are about to bloom.
If a few flowers open, it is fine to stir-fry with vegetables. If too many flowers open, the vegetables will be overripe and cannot be sold.
However, this time was within Song Tan's estimation, so she was not too panicked. She just picked an extra 50 kilograms this morning.
When we arrived at the vegetable market, the aunties surrounded us.
Then Qiao Qiao said seriously, "It will be gone soon. If you want to pickle vegetables, start preparing now."
Oh my!
As the temperature gradually rose, everyone estimated that the astragalus would not last long. Hearing this, they were not sad, but just asked: "What are you going to sell next?"
To be honest, this is the vegetable we eat every day at home. It’s not that I’m tired of it, but I always want to try something else.
Song Tan thought for a while and said, "The cabbage grows fast, so I'll sell it in half a month. I can sell the Chinese asparagus as long as I can in the remaining time."
When the group of people who bought astragalus left one after another, the vegetable vendor next door looked at the cucumbers, tomatoes and other vegetables on his stall that were also bought away, and sighed:
"Fortunately you have a limited variety of products, otherwise our entire vegetable market would just be a foil."
"How can you say that?"
Song Tan disagreed: "How many vegetables can I grow by myself? If they can't buy them, won't they have to buy yours?"
Hey! This girl.
The vegetable vendor thought to himself that it would be better if you didn’t explain.
But at the corner, I saw several middle-aged men looking over here, pointing and looking around.
He couldn't help but become alert: "I know the old man in the front. He bought your vegetables. What are those people following behind doing?"
Song Tan took a look and didn't recognize him either.
Now he looked at the empty basket and said, "Maybe he is here to buy vegetables as well."
"Oh," she said half happily and half distressedly, "I still didn't stock enough today."
The vegetable vendor rolled his eyes: If you carry a few baskets of grass here, people who don’t know would think that every family has a ranch!
As he was speaking, he saw several middle-aged men approaching him stealthily.
"Is this the one?"
"That's her! She has so many good stuff!"
“Too expensive…”
"It's expensive, but I can't help it. I can't forget it after taking a sip..."
Several people stood there, tangled and in pain, hesitating and stammering, and after a long time they still couldn't make up their minds to ask -
The price of one thousand yuan per two taels is really too high!
Finally, it was Old Sun who took the lead:
"Girl, are you still selling it?"
Song Tan remembered that he bought tea yesterday - as expected, his tea was worth a high price!
Look, isn’t this a group
She also smiled and said, "For sale."
However, before everyone could get excited, he added, "We're not selling them loose now. We can't sell them by the ounce."
Everyone's heart shuddered instantly - one thousand yuan per two taels of silver and ten thousand yuan per pound of silver don't sound the same!
The price alone would scare their retirement funds.