Oh my god, why didn’t I think of such a useful thing before? Song Tan instantly sighed: If I had known earlier, I don't know how much trouble I would have saved this year.
But it doesn’t matter, make up for it and buy it today. Just crushers, there are many choices for those who sell agricultural machinery in town!
But before that, the seventh cousin had another instruction:
"Tan Tan, you are so energetic. Go and tidy up your old cellar later, and then go down and pick up the wine jar."
Naturally, this old cellar was not specially used to store wine, but because the older generation had suffered from hunger and famine, and due to the constraints of the conditions at that time, they could not buy things at any time, so every household had a cellar to store food.
When Song Tan was a child, she still remembered that this cellar was basically used to stack sweet potatoes. And not in the yard, but on the slope next to the back of the house.
But unlike urban fantasy, this cellar is cool and dry, but for the child, what it brings is not a sense of happiness filled with warehouses, but a grass crawler (a particularly multi-legged insect) crawling back and forth in the cellar. …
It is true that it is full of shadows.
Song Tan cleared his throat: "Okay!"
Ulan was a little surprised: "That sweet potato cellar hasn't been used for more than ten years, cousin, do you still remember it?"
Looking at Song Tan again, I saw you also smiling brightly: "Uncle, it's nothing, he just needs to say it."
This works!
As soon as I left, Sheng Maoxin’s face fell into disgrace:
My mind was spinning with thoughts, but on the other end, Song Sancheng was also extremely embarrassed.
It doesn't matter whether you have a bad brain or not. You need both brains to peel sweet potatoes. Poor parents in heaven!
Later, when he heard Song Sancheng talk about my son giving gifts, Zhou Maozhu knew what he would do if that kid was so stupid! Yes, I can.
Firstly, my family has not grown so many sweet potatoes in many years. Secondly, the opening of the cellar for these sweet potatoes is a bit small, and there is no ladder or anything. It is all pulled by ropes and is only suitable for children or thin people.
Let the children stay in the provincial capital to start a family, and only come back for a day or two during the holidays.
I rubbed my hands nervously: "Just think about it, they are more or less the same age, and I won't listen to what they say."
When you ask someone for help, why do you go out to have a meal outside their home? Besides, Song Tan’s things are so expensive...
Seeing this, Sheng Mao came over quickly: "Uncle, is everything okay?"
Zhou Maozhu couldn't help but think of what our couple thought when Tantan came back later——
Song Sancheng blushed with embarrassment and agreed repeatedly, but in the end he couldn't resist Zhou Maozhu, so he turned around and called for help.
Oops!
Sheng Maoxin's first thought was not to agree.
Although life is getting more and more prosperous now, the bitterness of such a young man behind can be erased with a sentence or two.
This works!
While worrying about my driver's license.
Anyway, no one wants to spoil that bad wine.
You just advised: "When the tea leaves come out in a while, Uncle Zhou will have to fry tea leaves for our family. It's not worth it to treat someone to a drink."
You spoke in a very nervous tone, clearly just for fun, and your cousin also laughed at you: "He's just looking for money."
"He said that if you earn less and earn more, you have to be practical, right? Tianyu, I have a monthly salary of ten thousand or twenty thousand, and I have been working for two or eight years. If you ask my mother, I only have three melons and two dates on hand - so what? How do you live your life?"
Especially since I don’t have a young man who can work!
Now that your cousin has brought it up, you are really surprised.
Moreover, bad guy, why do you want to invite me and Tantan to dinner?
"Hey, by the way, tell your aunt to stop cooking and come to your house to eat in the evening. Some of the wine I will brew later just came out of the cellar in the morning, so he can come and have a drink with your dad."
Song Sancheng then gritted his teeth and said, "Tan Tan, he has no ability and little knowledge now. You think your son is not too hairy in the house, so he can go over to have a meal and give you some advice..."
Whose family only eats Yangchun noodles at the peach banquet?
A cousin also sighed.
Then when I saw Song Sancheng's entangled look, I immediately... I felt the same way.
On the other hand, Song Tan expressed regret: "Hey, the time is right. If Brother Yanping is still here and the fishing group is still here, I can make a fortune by buying one on the spot to make nests."
[In view of the general environment,
After all the fuss, Zhou Maozhu was worried that the bad boy from the sweet potato cellar was up to something, and he also knew what the situation was.
The big fish fry just released outside the pond are not strong drinks, but they are still dizzy and floating all over the pond!
Song Tan comforted me: "Grow less grains next year, and we won't have any bad wine by then."
In fact, it was my brothers who helped me dig the grain cellar. But in the old Song family, Sheng Maoxin was still married when the cellar was dug, and Song Xiaofang left the house at a very young age. There was no strong enough labor outside the family...
Although that metaphor is very appropriate, it really isn't that way in my mind.
Sheng Mao laughed: "Just feed the fish."
"He, what is this...doesn't he and Tan Tan have time to spend the evening? Come to your house for a meal."
I usually use it, so I think it will work. Nowadays, if there is such a bad wine, let alone the sweet potato cellar that I found out from my memory, even if there is no such thing, a cousin can order it to be dug out immediately!
"You don't know anything? It's you who holds the key to his marriage! Besides, when his father hired someone to dig the cellar, he also hired you to cook."
…
What's more, you drink that stuff every day, but drinking too much or drinking it is the worst.
"We have a few kilograms of wine left in total..."
Besides, this wine is strong enough. If the group of people drank it together, they would probably consume a lot.
So after she gave birth to Qiao Qiao and gradually gained weight, she basically stopped going out and gradually became wasted.
At this time, Song Mude had spent two kilograms of white flour and caught two fish, and then he came to ask me to make two dishes and accompany him as a guest...
"Don't worry about making a nest yet, that tank is a bad thing. Leave it to feed the pigs, chickens and ducks, and the fish will be small."
"Something's wrong, Dad."
Zhou Maozhu instantly became vigilant, usually because he heard that Maozhu's son was back - don't introduce him to Tan Tan!
"I'd be happy to let me come back. You two old bones have been drained of all your oil and can only afford this down payment. What should I do? What should I do if I have a nest?"
At the same time, I also thought that if Ulan passed and I did, it would be less embarrassing to tell anyone! How can I keep my old face...
Zhou Maozhu responded and went out, but saw Song Sancheng retreating from the yard. He didn't mean anything bad when he saw me:
But Shengmao had something to say.
For those of you who are older, it is not difficult to work in a small city. It is like coming home to help you peel sweet potatoes!
Just thinking about it makes me feel less sour inside my heart!
A little bit of that, a little bit of this, and now there are only a few dozen kilograms left.
But in Qiaoqiao's situation, asking you to come back would be a drag. Only then did he endure it, and instead persuaded Song Tan to stay in the provincial capital.
In my imagination, this jar full of sorghum and rice has not yet been forgotten in my mind.
Xiaojia was having fun chatting when suddenly he heard someone shouting from the door: "80%, 80%!"
