Chapter 396 396. A good horse never turns back to eat grass.
Once the morale is slack, everyone feels that they can no longer be motivated.
Song Tan thought to himself: This shows how bad your physique is. Fortunately, I came to her house, so I can make up for it later.
The squad leader felt a chill in his heart and thought it was because of the heat. Then he breathed a long sigh of relief and asked Song Tan: "What should I do with the rice in this field?"
Look at the rice they cut and throw it in the field. It is a mess in all directions. It makes you blush just looking at it.
But... hehe... I cut the rice with my own hands... Hey, I am such a man! Let’s first find an angle to take a selfie—right, right! More rice means more sweat!
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The squad leader took back his cell phone with satisfaction.
Song Tan:…
“It’s okay,” she said in a very free and easy manner: “Just put it here to dry in the sun, and we will thresh it here in the afternoon.”
I waited patiently for everyone to take video photos, and then I said hello: "Come on, everyone is tired, come back with me to have a rest!"
“Qianqian, I’ll send you the video when you get home and have some rest later.” Otherwise, I’m afraid you’d have to run away now—you’ve already come here. What a waste?
Wu Qianqian snorted.
Although she still saw Song Tan as shameless, she had forgotten about her ex-boyfriend and could not help but follow the crowd back.
Halfway through the walk, the cool breeze blew, and my irritable heart calmed down to a certain extent. Wu Qianqian was alone at the back of the team. At this moment, she took out her mobile phone and looked at her own image—
It's best to be embarrassed with a hint of haggard, haggard with a hint of exhaustion, and tired with a hint of pity...
She held up the mirror.
? …! !
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She screamed.
…
—Two of the newly made eyelashes fell off and stuck to my cheeks, and the pink spots on my face appeared mottled, with streaks of yellow and white streaked by myself.
There is also my own lipstick. I obviously reapplied it after breakfast, but why is it now stuck to the corner of my mouth?
What kind of devilish image is this! !
“Song Tan!!”
She stared at Song Tan fiercely—why take a beautiful video and choose a filter?
With this majestic appearance, what filter can make her beautiful?
So angry! !
Song Tan, however, remained calm: "Qianqian, I think you have a wild beauty in the camera. You don't need to modify it, and your eyes are particularly shocking!"
Wu Qianqian was so angry that she was shaking all over: "I will never believe you again! Are you deliberately trying to make me look bad? I'm telling you -"
“Ouch!” Song Tan suddenly shouted and interrupted her:
“My family made a lot of delicious food for lunch, so don’t eat too much, otherwise I will suffer a big loss!”
Everyone was listening with their ears perked up, and the topic suddenly turned to lunch... However, thinking of the taste of breakfast, everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and then they also laughed:
“That’s not possible! I’ve harvested the rice for you, why can’t I have enough food?”
Wu Qianqian opened her mouth: "I—"
“We are still old classmates, you want to bankrupt me—” Song Tan quickly interrupted.
Who among the students can’t hear it?
Looking at Wu Qianqian's pufferfish face, she almost laughed out loud, so she quickly pushed her and trotted around in twos and threes, without giving Wu Qianqian a chance to speak.
A large group of people came back to the yard, and the two family members who were weak and responsible for taking care of the children were happily holding bowls. Let’s look at the children again. They can’t eat anything else. They are eating the white fungus soup in small sips. The youngest one was in the stroller, taking an empty spoon and licking it around. Not to mention how beautiful his little expression was!
Here, Ulan is still greeting everyone: "Come on, come on, the iced white fungus soup has been served for you in the living room! Everyone, wash your hands and come and drink!"
Song Tan has also been worried all morning. As soon as he stepped up the steps, Wu Lan called him: "Where is Wu Lei?"
"Oh," Song Tan said lightly: "Isn't he here to work? Of course he must be with the workers."
Actually, it was only half an hour late because it was too hot. But...
Brother Wu Lei, the difference in labor reform lies in the details!
Wulan heard what Song Sancheng said about Wu Lei's unreliability in the morning, and now he nodded: "Yes! Give him some practice, don't let him get used to it."
As he spoke, he walked into the living room.
As soon as he entered, Song Tan was immediately surprised by the groups of colorful vertical striped sofas placed in the living room!
What's going on?
The sofa obviously comes in several combinations of plain colors! Her mother clearly promised not to make sofa covers!
“Mom, what’s going on with the sofa towel?”
“You child!” Wu Lan glared at her: “Can you live a good life?”
Looking at the students who were taking off their dirty sun protection clothes and wiping their hands, faces and arms and legs——
“Your classmates are already in the rice fields, they are sweaty and dusty, and you still ask them to sit in the living room. You don’t even need to wash the white sofa, right?”
"No, your grandma originally gave me several beds of old coarse cloth. They are thick and strong, and the patterns are beautiful. No, they look great on the sofa!"
Song Tan:…
I never expected it to be bed sheets.
She took a look at it twice. Don’t tell me, I don’t know when this old coarse cloth sheet was made. Although it has colorful stripes, the color scheme is very interesting. It is a bit fancy at best when spread on the sofa, but it is not out of the ordinary.
She couldn't help but praise her own mother: "Mom, you are still thoughtful."
That’s not the case! Wulan thought to herself that you were still in the cradle when I stepped on the sewing machine!
Then he pointed at the girl who threw the tissue very hard: "Who is that? Why does she look unhappy?"
Song Tan smiled and said: "Just a rich Qianqian - Teacher Xin's ex-girlfriend."
“Oh oh oh!” Ulan understood instantly: “You’re here to save Xin Jun, right? Oh my, I’m just saying, for such a good young man, this girl will definitely regret it when she looks back—”
“No, no.”
Song Tan quickly grabbed the enthusiastic Ulan and said, "Teacher Xin doesn't want to do that! Mom, please don't mess with the rules. Xin Jun asked Qiao Qiao to send him upstairs for lunch."
ah?
Why don't you even see each other after breaking up so resolutely?
Wulan looked at Wu Qianqian carefully, and then made a partial conclusion: "This girl has a sad look on her face. She is indeed not worthy of our Mr. Xin. A good horse will never turn back, so it must be like this!"
What a good education Xin Jun gave Qiao Qiao! Ulan wished he could be a tutor for ten or eight years!
Then he ran to the kitchen: "We, Mr. Xin, have been wronged. I will serve him some good food in the kitchen at noon!"
Song Tan didn’t stop him. He just looked at the tea cups neatly placed on the big tea table in the living room, as well as several large thermos bottles...
Hmm, there’s no rush for tea.
Looking at the neat wood pulp paper bowl on the other side, I saw the crystal clear and thick Tremella fuciformis soup with only a few Tremella fuciformis, and I was basically satisfied.
It’s less than 11 o’clock now, and it’s still a while before dinner starts at 12 o’clock.
Then...let’s sponsor a wave of Tremella fungus fees before lunch, isn’t it too much?
I have returned to my hometown and my conditions are limited. The update will be very late and a bit slow. Don’t worry, I am writing.
(End of this chapter)