Chapter 143: 143 Lunch Chat

Chapter 143 143. Lunch Chat

At noon today, there were more than ten or twenty people in the Old Song family.

There are twenty people planting trees on the mountain alone, as well as two aunts who help in the kitchen, and three more who help dig bamboo shoots, plus Zhang Yanping and Zhang Wang’s family, including Old Man Li who is watching the water in the pond. Was invited over...

A total of thirty-six people!

Luckily, I had help in advance, otherwise it would be too late to just set up tables, chairs and benches.

There were too many people, and plates were borrowed from neighbors. Fortunately, disposable bowls and chopsticks solved the problem, so the lunch didn’t look cramped.

but…

The diners felt that the courtyard was quite spacious, but the seventh cousin who was huddled in the kitchen felt that he couldn't move anywhere!

Not to mention anything else, just the oil pot. When making a banquet, I usually take a big iron spoon and scoop it out directly into the enamel jar.

But now this is a small pot and a small stove, and the seventh cousin can't swing his own shovel... Maybe it's because he hasn't made a banquet for a few years, and his hands are raw, not to mention how awkward it is.

However, when these fresh bamboo shoots were stir-fried, the aroma bursting out of them brought a proud smile to the seventh cousin's face:

“Fortunately, you invited me in time, otherwise there are so many people, and my niece-in-law would not be able to support them!”

“Don’t ruin my food then.”

There is a basis for saying this. Many people cook delicious food at home, but when there are more people, they can’t control it. It’s either salty or bland, or their skills haven’t been fully demonstrated...

Such a good ingredient, even if the heat is not good enough, the seventh cousin feels it is wasted.

Grandma Qi was giving him a hand next to her, sniffing and looking at him:

“What is your vegetable? Did you grow it or buy it?”

“Besides, there are many people today, but there are not so many people every day.”

The seventh cousin instantly slumped his shoulders again.

People like them need a large number of people to show their abilities!

But then I thought about it, even if there were not more than thirty people, this big family plus his wife and I would have about the same number of ten or twenty people.

His old arms and legs are perfect for cooking for these people.

It’s enjoyable, it’s a good exercise, there’s work to do, and it’s not too tiring—

“You really came to the right place!”

Over here, Song Tan was asking her father: "Can the peach trees be planted today?"

“Yes.” Song Sancheng vowed:

“Let’s go to the mountain and take a look. Most of the crops have been planted. Let’s eat and work. It will be finished at about three o’clock.”

Otherwise, inviting so many people would have been in vain!

Thinking of this, Song Sancheng couldn't help but sigh: "Don't tell me, Uncle Zhang is really meticulous."

This is talking about the Zhang Wang family.

"There are piles of fertilizer on the side of the mountain, and the fertilizer brought from his house has been filled into the soil as base fertilizer. As long as it rains again, the peach tree will take root, and we will definitely see fruits this year. "

It’s impossible not to see it. Just the trees on this mountain cost tens of thousands. If you don’t get any results, can you not feel panicked?

“I just hope the weather will be good this year!”

The meal was a lively one, and it seemed that the whole village had not been together like this for a long time.

While eating, someone was praising the seventh cousin's craftsmanship and asked: "Thirty percent, even the chef has been invited. Will there be a lot of work in the future? Don't forget to call me then. !”

Song Sancheng also laughed, showing his honesty: "When I have a job, I must count on everyone for help. Now I don't have the final say in my family, everyone has to listen to Tantan."

Someone laughed out loud: "Tan Tan has only been in the field a few times, what can she know? You still have to make decisions about things in this field."

As soon as he said this, someone else said: "Yes, I have wanted to say it for a long time. What kind of hawkbill peach is this? We have never heard of it here. If you want to grow it, you have to grow flat peach. It looks ugly but the price is "High."

“Then you are wrong. In fact, you should plant grapes. Grape seedlings are cheaper!”

“Let me tell you, I didn’t buy enough saplings. I see that the peach orchard is so crowded, and it looks so sparse here. The peach trees grow very slowly..."

Everyone was holding a job and discussing it in full swing, as if it was their own land, so this was arranged.

However, neither inside nor outside the words took Song Tan, the master of the family, seriously.

Ulan's face was grave. He took a deep breath and raised a smile. He was about to say something when Song Tan patted his arm.

“Mom,” she whispered, “there’s no need to say so much now. When the fruit is harvested and we can actually sell it for money, people will naturally be willing to listen to me.”

You don’t even need to wait for a good harvest. Wait until the vegetables mature next month. Whether you make money or not, let the villagers see it in their own eyes and slowly guess in their hearts.

 with age-old problems in the village, the older people think the younger people are inexperienced, the men think the women can’t do it, and the adults don’t take the kids’ words seriously.

Of course, this is not just the case in the village, but also throughout the country. I can't say whether it's good or bad. There's no need to argue with words now.

Ulan sighed: "I understand too..."

Then she became proud again: "Are you looking down on your mother and me? Whether this year's food is good or not, we have to see if it's luck or our land. If we can have this quality in the future, then we can speak out openly. Woolen cloth."

“If you talk big words now, if you don’t have such good qualities later, wouldn’t that mean your face will be smashed on the ground? I won’t do it, your mother.”

“We have to keep silent and make a fortune.”

However, she was silent, but there was an aunt who did not interfere with the farming talk, but instead turned her attention to Song Tan's personal affairs:

“Oh, Tantan, you work in Ningcheng, why don’t you find a local partner? It’s so hard for a girl to farm the land back home.”

“That’s right! How old is Tantan this year? I have a cousin…”

Song Tan:…

She was not frightened, but said calmly and generously: "Okay, Auntie, if you have a handsome boy from a relative, just bring him over. If anyone can dig tea mountains for my family for a month, I am willing to meet him..."

As soon as he said this, the whole crowd burst into laughter.

Even the aunt who made the suggestion had a smile on her face: "Why are you so calculating? I guess your father himself is not willing to do the work of digging tea mountains..."

Digging tea mountains is usually done during the summer vacation, and most people can’t bear the scorching heat! Whose boy should have this perseverance and not be looked down upon wherever he goes?

Song Tan also smiled: "Look, aunt, I'm good-looking and strong, don't I have to choose twice more?"

Chatting in the village is like this. Many people don’t think carefully about what they say, they just say it out loud.

Everyone is used to this careless approach. The more carefree and generous they are, the more sensible they feel.

At this moment, everyone knew in their hearts that Tan Tan from the old Song family had a high vision, and most people would not dare to introduce her!

Also, it’s very late, don’t wait.

I will strive for a few more days this month, and I will wait for a good and auspicious day...

(End of this chapter)

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