Chapter 61 61. Happy to have a long-term worker
Song Tan burst into laughter.
She remembered that she promised Qiao Qiao to show him Ultraman, but as a result, everyone in the family was too busy during this period, so that after the silly kid got a few toys, he simply forgot about Ultraman. To this day Haven’t seen it yet!
Page ultimately held on to his position.
At this moment, I heard the aunt asked coyly:
“Tan Tan, look at your brother Yan Ping’s body and airs. Why don’t you take him back to do farm work?”
“We don’t care about anything else, just leave him in the mountains and work hard.”
“If he doesn’t behave well, don’t feed him.”
“Let him know how difficult it is to make money!”
As the saying goes, spoiling a son is like killing a son. Now the entire wholesale market knows that his son is useless. In the past two years, he has not even had anyone to introduce him to, and the aunt is worried and angry.
I heard that my sister's family is farming - farming is good, hard work and tempering, and the sun is shining brightly, so it is suitable for my son!
Zhang Yanping, who was familiar with the way, was touching the box to get the fruit, and he became anxious at that time: "Mom!"
Song Tan also had this thought in mind - after all, Zhang Yanping is a tall man of over 1.8 meters and a strong man. Wouldn't it be a pity not to have a **** and a shovel?
Even if he doesn’t adapt to it for a while, he will still be a good labor force in the long run!
The two hit it off immediately!
Song Tan promised: "Auntie, have you ever seen a time when I have been unreliable? Don't worry, Brother Yanping will definitely not starve when I come home with you."
“But the work in the fields is quite heavy, so don’t feel bad if you get tanned by then.”
However, even my uncle agreed this time: "I don't feel bad, I don't feel bad. I'm relieved that he can go out."
“Besides, who hasn’t done farm work? Strength is a slave, and it comes back when it’s used up. He’s such a big man, and he eats, drinks, and plays games at home every day, so he might as well go exercise!”
Zhang Yanping was so anxious that he turned around and rushed upstairs: "I won't go—hehehehe!"
But it was Song Tan who grabbed his collar and said with a smile: "It's almost noon, Auntie, I'll take Brother Yan Ping back first. Have a meal at noon, get used to it in the afternoon, and you can work tomorrow "
“I’ll make a video for you to see when the time comes!”
“Okay, okay!”
The hot-handed son threw him away, and Tantan was small, but Zhang Yanping, who was grabbed by his collar, couldn't move!
The couple smiled from ear to ear, as if they could already see their son becoming a good man who endured hardships and had tenacity.
The uncle hurriedly got into the warehouse again. By the time Song Tan pulled Zhang Yanping, who was full of resistance, into the car, there were already several more boxes of fruit piled on the back of the car, all of which were expensive.
Song Tan locked the rear door, looked at Zhang Yanping with a sad look on his face, and said something particularly exciting: "Brother Yanping, look at you, you are working for our family for nothing, and your aunt is paying for the fruits."
Zhang Yanping calmed down in an instant, his sad expression disappeared, and a smile appeared on his fat and white face, making the dark circles under his eyes look cute.
He took out his mobile phone, charger and headphones from his pocket with familiarity:
“My mother is good at this, so I have been on guard for a long time.”
“Little girl Pianzi, I am your brother. If I don’t work, can my aunt still eat me?”
As soon as he finished speaking, Qiaoqiao, the co-pilot, turned to look at him happily: "Brother, I will take you to dig a vegetable garden!"
Zhang Yanping:…
Song Tan also smiled and said nothing - it was not up to him to decide whether to work or not when he entered the village.…
He started playing games as soon as he got in the car. His hands were almost turning into afterimages. Qiao Qiao was sitting in the passenger seat and almost broke her head. Her curiosity was aroused to the highest level.
Song Tan glanced at him: His hands are so flexible, it would be a waste not to pick tea!
However, this job is the easiest for foreign workers, so... a grown man, you have to work hard and work hard!
Qiaoqiao has company to work in the vegetable garden.
However, the process of playing the game only lasted for an hour. Then the car turned to the mountain road, and the anti-bump function of the pickup truck can be said to be almost non-existent.
The mountain road has eighteen bends, swaying left and right, and bumpy and bumpy. It is difficult for even a **** to win the battle at this time.
Zhang Yanping stared at the screen with eyes dizzy, and finally had no choice but to lie down:
“Tan Tan, tell me, why can’t you think of going home to farm?”
Song Tan also asked him: "Brother Yanping, why can't you think about it and want to be disliked by your aunt at home?" After all, he is also a college student who graduated from 211!
Zhang Yanping said nonchalantly: "What do you know? In life, you have to enjoy what you have to enjoy. Now I don't have to worry about food and drink. It's great to be comfortable at home. Why do I have to be a hard-working migrant worker?"
“My mother just can’t think about it. We can live a comfortable life as long as we have money or not.”
"She and my dad were obsessed with letting me take the civil service exam. These days, thousands of troops are crossing the single-plank bridge! It doesn't matter, I can't get on. Even if I do get in, then I'm not going to go to our small family. Poverty alleviation in the county means going to the countryside to do work..."
He had a salty look on his face: "I won't do it anyway."
Seriously speaking, who doesn’t have this kind of hedonistic mind?
Song Tan nodded, knowing what his cousin was thinking.
However, when he returned home, he saw Ulan's face covered with frost, and his own father, Song Sancheng, was huddled there soaking seeds, without even daring to raise his eyebrows.
Grandma is taking a few tea pickers to weigh them there. The green buds are packed in the basket, layer after layer. Not to mention it makes people happy!
Several tea-picking aunts from the same village said with a smile: "Your tea leaves are growing really well this year. For such a small piece of land, we picked tea and couldn't keep up with the growth."
“That’s it!”
Ulan said loudly: "We have taken good care of the tea fields!"
That's weird, it was just a fertilizer spread half a month ago. Anyway, this year, it's impossible to say for sure, it's very mysterious.
I saw everyone leaving happily, but the atmosphere at home was still not harmonious.
Song Sancheng still didn't dare to speak. He sat there soaking the seeds one by one. Those who didn't know better thought they were planting ginseng fruits.
Song Tan was not in a hurry to ask, but instead said loudly: "Mom, I brought brother Yan Ping! Auntie said that he should work for our family."
Wu Lan rushed out and laughed when he saw this strong young man: "Yan Ping is here - oh, don't listen to your mother. Can I ask you to work when you come to my place? We will have dinner later." ”
I felt a little embarrassed after thinking about it:
“But Yanping, you see, Tantan didn’t notify me either. I didn’t prepare any food—can we just have some dumplings for lunch?”
Zhang Yanping is picky about what he eats, but he is not ignorant, so he nodded without hesitation.
“Okay, I’m not picky about food.”
Then Song Tan took the opportunity to ask: "Mom, what did my dad do?"
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(End of this chapter)