Early in the morning, Song Tan received a call from Sun Shouping:
"Song Tan, is it inconvenient today? If it is convenient, I will bring some dogs to meet you."
Why meet?
Wulan heard it as he was passing by and became alert instantly.
Song Tan couldn't help laughing, and then answered the call:
"Okay, you can bring them here first. But as the old saying goes, it depends on their wishes whether you like them or not."
"I am very sure of that."
Sun Shouping promised resoundingly: "Your dogs are of such good appearance, we can't afford to be wronged emotionally!"
Ulan:......
"It's a dog."
She turned her head in disappointment.
Song Tan couldn't help but laugh and said: "Mom, we are talking about dogs, why are you so excited?"
"Who's excited?" Wu Lan said while helping Qiao Qiao rub the green peaches, "I just asked him casually."
Okay, let's just go with it. Song Tan doesn't dare to delve into this topic, otherwise Qiao Qiao in the family can't carry the firepower, and she is the only one in danger!
Then he hurriedly said to the seventh cousin: "Seventh cousin, I will be the owner of the dog farm at noon. I am one of my own. Just do what you usually do."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Sancheng's phone rang:
"Hey...oh, brother...will you be back at noon? Okay...let's discuss the house...oh, oh, ok..."
He hung up the phone, but saw people all over the yard looking at him, and couldn't help but wonder: "What are you looking at me for?"
He turned around and looked at the seventh cousin again:
"His cousin——"
Seeing that Song Sancheng was about to continue, Song Tan quickly interrupted: "Seventh cousin, my uncle seems to be coming back. But he is also one of his own, so there is no need to do anything special."
Song Sancheng swallowed the words that reached his mouth.
The seventh cousin looked at Song Tan and then at Song Youde, who was silent at the side, and then he responded with a smile.
At this moment, Song Tan's phone rang again.
This time, it was Brother Zhang who called.
"Song Tan, do you have a lot of orders this morning? There happens to be a courier here for you. I think it has been shipped by ice. Why don't I wait until the afternoon and bring it to you on the way now?"
Song Tan was a little confused. She hadn't bought anything recently?
But he still agreed: "Okay, you can do it. The order in the morning is not too big... How about just saving it for lunch and packing it in the afternoon?"
Even if one sheep is being driven, one more will be good.
Brother Zhang was really overjoyed: "Oh, that's so embarrassing - as long as home-cooked ones are fine, I won't choose!"
After saying that, both sides of the phone were silent.
After a while, Brother Zhang seemed to have found his face and said calmly:
"By the way, do you still have pickled green peaches at your house? I'll get 100 pounds of them at noon. You guys prepare them first, I'll go over right now -"
After hanging up the phone, Song Tan looked at his seventh cousin. Before she could speak, the seventh cousin nodded calmly: "You can do whatever you want with me, I know."
Song Tan laughed: "Otherwise, let's add a good dish. Brother Zhang brought an order for 100 kilograms of green peaches..."
Qiao Qiao sighed melancholy: "I don't have time to go to class recently...Sister, when will Tao Zi be finished?"
Although he's not tired, he doesn't find it interesting anymore now that he keeps doing it.
Who could see such a poor little boy lost?
Song Tan quickly promised: "It's just for these two days! We won't pick it until the day after tomorrow at the latest. Next year our family will invite someone to come and we will never ask you to do this work again."
next year?
Qiao Qiao thought for a while, and suddenly became more motivated: "Okay! I'll hold on for two days now! Don't affect my class next time!"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Song Tan said perfunctorily, while looking at Xin Jun, who was happily editing the article with Zhang Yanping: "Next time, definitely."
…
Wulan finished packing the peaches and paid the workers today's wages. He wiped his sweat and sighed:
"On this hot day, there are quite a lot of people here today."
By the way, he looked at Song Tan: "I see that the three floors over there have been built and the tiles are being laid. Can we prepare to buy furniture and electrical appliances?"
Song Tan shook his head: "No, leave these to Zhao Fangyuan - she has group purchase prices, and also has color matching and decoration, etc., all arranged in place."
Wulan couldn't help but be speechless: "Aren't you afraid of others taking kickbacks?"
Song Tan laughed: "Now that the prices of home appliances are transparent, she needs to be able to get rebates and prove her ability. Not to mention whether the furniture material is good or not, my grandfather and father can tell at a glance - Mom, don't underestimate Zhao Fangyuan. I have seen her examples, and each one is beautiful, practical, and cost-effective. In fact, the reputation is very good."
Wu Lan glared at her: "Who looks down on you? I mean you, you spend money like water, you are a hands-off shopkeeper, you don't know how to worry at all."
Song Tan thought to herself that this was Lao Zhao's relationship. She also promised Zhao Fangyuan a lot of delicious food. If she really had the ability to cut corners, she would lose a lot of money.
This level of trust can be seen from how meticulous and attentive the engineering team is in their work, and you can afford it!
Wu Lan finally felt relieved and quickly directed Song Sancheng to carry the racks for drying the cowpeas outside.
Then he covered the green peach jar in the corner with gauze, and started rummaging through the freezer again:
"His cousin, what are you going to do for lunch?"
It’s hot and it’s not easy to cook for lunch. The seventh cousin thought for a while and said, “Why don’t we cut some more dishes? Let’s have noodles for lunch?”
"Okay!"
Everyone is happy too.
The weather is really hot, so eating this is the most comfortable! My cousin cooks easily and they eat happily.
Anyway, delicious food is indispensable at night.
This simple big yard is really not a good place for cooking. Song Tan said simply: "Seventh Cousin, please stop rolling the noodles with your hands. It's just like cooking noodles."
The seventh cousin shook his head resolutely: "The noodles are not chewy enough and are not worthy of our dish - I'll use softer noodles next time."
Only Song Sancheng was hesitant: "Your uncle and his family are here, they only eat noodles..."
"Dad, you don't understand this!" Song Tan said in a similar way: "It's noon, and my uncle has to drive here. Are you tired? Is it hot? Is it hot? What appetite can I have if I'm tired and hot?"
"Besides, don't you believe in the craftsmanship of the seventh cousin? Boil the noodles in cold water, cut some cucumber shreds, chop some minced meat, and serve with the braised eggplant in sauce, the braised can of minced meat, stir-fried cowpeas, and our green pepper beef sauce , even if you are a god, you have to take two bites! My uncle will definitely be satisfied!"
She still felt like it was a waste!
——This is true.
Thinking of the good taste of his own food, Song Sancheng also became proud.
However, Song Youde seemed to be aware of it, and he sat there and sighed silently.
But the sadness only lasts for a moment.
After he filled up his pipe and took a deep puff, the little sadness drifted away along with the smoke, and his mind became calmer than ever before.
After all, just think about Zhang Wang's family in Taolin, and then look at the busy mother-in-law and daughter-in-law of Lianhua, the life of him and his wife is already one of the most comfortable in the village!
Be content and content!
