The atmosphere was somewhat silent for a moment.
Song Tan’s eyes were so focused that Lu Chuan paused and had to hand over the phone silently:
“I have grown flowers inside. The extreme climate in the imperial capital is not much different from here. You can see which ones you like, and I will think about how to match them.”
Song Tan nodded and was about to click on the picture when he heard a car horn honking outside.
Looking up, he saw that it was Lao Zhao’s eldest nephew!
She put the phone back into Lu Chuan's hand, and then called Qiaoqiao:
“Qiaoqiao, go collect the vegetables!”
At the same time, I also told my eldest nephew: "I will probably have to go to three houses today. We will drive in front to lead the way later, and you can just follow."
After a moment—
Qiao Qiao wore a furry hat and shook his head while riding a bicycle, while Song Tan and Lu Chuan Qin Yun, together with He Gu, huddled aggrievedly into the colorful macaron-colored tricycle.
Because there was a fluffy cloud above our heads, everyone looked very reserved while squatting in the carriage.
This was the first time Qin Yun had sat on a three-wheeler like this. At this moment, he took out his mobile phone and took pictures. He also specially gave Lu Chuan several close-ups:
“Chuan’er, you have today too! It’s sunny and snowy every day, why should you shrink the tricycle?”
“Fuck!”
He stared at his mobile phone, his expression gradually becoming depressed: "Everyone rides three-wheelers, how can you still capture the atmosphere!"
“What what?”
Song Tan leaned over curiously and saw Lu Chuan looking directly at the camera on Qin Yun's mobile phone, with a hint of nonchalance in his light brown pupils.
His milky white half-turtleneck sweater also caught the eye, but the background was a group of soft clouds, and behind it was the gentle rainbow railing of macarons.
Romantic and pure childish colors, paired with his casual gaze, the two styles blend into one, intertwining to create an extraordinarily moving feeling.
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Moreover, I couldn’t help but exclaim: “Why do some people look like they’re in a magazine even when they take photos casually?”
Song Tan looked at Qin Yun in surprise: "I didn't realize it, but your photography skills are so good! Can you take some atmospheric photos for the pig slaughter tomorrow?"
Qin Yun:…
He scrolled down the photo album and finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw all kinds of outrageous photos in it that were scolded by his wife.
“I thought I had evolved, but I didn’t expect that I would still be the same person—my photography skills are terrible.”
What’s more, he was also depressed: “When it comes to taking pictures, if you are strong, it’s of no use. Turning decay into magic is your real skill, okay?”
The next moment, I saw a QR code handed to me.
Song Tan looked at him with a smile: "This photo is very good. Add me as a friend and send it to me!"
It’s so beautiful!
With good looks, good temperament, good aesthetics, and good hobbies... Song Tan thought to himself, if the people in the village want to introduce someone to him, they won't look for those who cut the rice.
Just follow this standard!
Qin Yun:…
Looking at Lu Chuan again, he saw him sitting upright, but his expression was a little helpless.
After the road was built, the whole village became much smoother. Even though the truck driven by the eldest nephew could not stop accurately at the edge of the vegetable field, the distance was not too far, which was really much more convenient.
Song Tan looked at the closed yard in front of him: "Grandma Wang, are you at home? I brought someone to collect the cabbage."
As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man walked out of the main room. He was dark and thin, but his facial features were so familiar that Qiao Qiao stared at him blankly for a while before remembering:
“Uncle Wu, why are you thinner than Xia Tian?”
Qiaoqiao asked curiously: "Mom said you went to work in another place...Aren't you going to work now? Is the other place far away?"
Little problems came one after another. Looking at Qiaoqiao, who seemed to have changed little before he followed, but seemed to be much more agile, the middle-aged man smiled:
"What's the matter, Song Tan? Do you have anything to do with my mother? She is lighting a fire in the back room. She may be hard of hearing."
Song Tan thought to himself that Uncle Wu was not as thin as this when he was helping work in the fields.
At this moment, he quickly said: "Uncle, since you are back, you must come to help with the pig slaughter tomorrow."
Actually, there are a lot of people helping now, but the villagers always like to say that it’s a treat, and Song Tan has learned this now.
On the contrary, Uncle Wu was very happy: "Okay, okay! I must go!"
Song Tan has already entered the house: "Grandma Wang, are you feeling better? Have you tasted the radish and cabbage grown from the seedlings you brought from my house before? Are they delicious?"
"No!" Grandma Wang, who finally heard the noise, turned around and smiled happily when she saw Song Tan: "I haven't eaten. The vegetable field over there is a bit far away. I haven't been there for several days."
"That's just right!" Song Tan sent his eldest nephew over: "This is the boss I found in the city. They specialize in selling high-quality vegetables. The radish and cabbage grown by my seedlings this year are of very good quality. Uncle Wu, do you want If you have time, take him over to try it out. If you like it, these dishes can be sold."
Uncle Wu was a little surprised.
“Tantan, don’t waste your favors on this. We are from a remote country and there is no need to come here to buy radishes and cabbage.”
Furthermore, he and his wife will go out to work in the second half of the year, and his mother is deaf and in poor health, so their vegetable plot is only as big as a palm, and the radish and cabbage combined are probably not enough to make up two thousand kilograms...
Isn't it just a fool's errand to bring someone here specially?
When the wet market stalls are closed, you can buy a bunch of them for ten yuan.
Song Tan stretched out his hand and said, "Five yuan a pound."
This is simply a killer move.
The next moment, Uncle Wu, who had been reluctant just now, was shocked. A pair of eyes fell on the eldest nephew like a searchlight, and then he smiled earnestly:
“Okay, okay, what’s your name, boss? I’m going to take you to see the vegetables right now—to be honest, my mother is very attentive to the vegetable patch! The vegetables at our house usually grow well...”
Lu Chuan and the other three stood blankly in the yard, watching the two of them walking away together, not to mention they were all sighing at this moment:
“It’s not easy for both buyers and sellers to do business these days!”
Song Tan laughed out loud: "Why are you standing there? Go over there and pull the tools under the eaves. It's our turn to do the work."
“By the way, you can also taste the radish and cabbage together. If you think it’s good, it’s the same price of 5 yuan per catty, and I’ll ask Lao Zhao to let you part of it.”
Qin Yun was refreshed:
“Okay, okay! This is your signature dish, right? It’s never been put on the shelves in the online store, so I’ll buy a hundred pounds of each!”
That posture makes him look like a rich man!
Song Tan:…
She had no choice but to quickly clarify: "They are not from my family. At most, the seedlings were cultivated by my family - my vegetables are not sold in winter."
Update 2, good night, the kpi is completed this month, please vote!