Song Tan Jishi

Chapter 1104 1104. You should really look at the almanac

No one thought about passing the security check, but when everyone was seated on the bus, it was rare that even if they just met today and they only knew their online names, everyone felt reluctant to leave.

Logically speaking, urban men and women working as workers would not be so emotionally rich, but who makes today feel too free, too happy, and too satisfied?

 Zhu Xin and others also reluctantly said goodbye to everyone.

 They came by car, so the trunk could be stuffed as much as they wanted, and each person's portion of cabbage and radish would not be aggrieved at all.

Such a comparison makes netizens who are obviously close but too lazy to drive or carry suitcases feel even more regretful.

Especially the three people who came to Qiaoqiao to sign the contract. They were really used to traveling on business, and they were very easy to follow. Although Qiaoqiao treated everyone equally and prepared things, they didn’t even have a big bag, so they had to carry it with difficulty in plastic bags...

It’s not that plastic bags are bad, it’s just that they are forced to give up cabbage and radishes, and the aroma of strawberries penetrates the bag...

 It’s really a test for them.

Had I known this...



 What’s even more rare is that Qin Yun even entered the WeChat group of their netizens (used to receive videos of his dark history).

At this moment, everyone said goodbye reluctantly, watching the bus and the car from Ning Province go away. After a while, the melancholy mood dissipated with the cool breeze that was getting colder.

 “Hurry, go inside and warm yourself by the fire!”

Song Sancheng came over with a basket of sweet potatoes: "Come on, you young people, go to the house over there and bake the sweet potatoes in the stove. The half will be roasted later and given to the old man and the others."

Several old men were chatting in the living room, talking about the past, and there happened to be one who praised Song Youde as a poor and lower-middle peasant and recalled the past...

Ouch, that’s like feeling like old friends at first sight!

 I’m not tired of it even after several hours!

Young people don’t want to go into the living room either—what’s so weird about the heating? They just love the stove! Eat sweet potatoes while talking around the fire, the key point is sweet potatoes!

 Everyone swarmed into the house.

 Ulan and Lu Jing haven't gone in yet.

 Because of the door, the aunt and uncle have to hurry back to the city.

Auntie will sell egg pancakes early tomorrow morning, so she has to go back and clean up tonight.

 Auntie’s fruit business runs day and night, and she has to pick up the goods tonight, so she has to go back and help.

Ulan was quite reluctant to let them go, but there were so many people and it was so busy today. The sisters on both sides had worked hard to help out all day long, so she had no choice but to ask them to go back and rest quickly.

I tried hard to persuade him for a long time, but I had no choice. I asked Wu Fang to drive her grandma and grandpa back, and by the way, she filled the trunk again.

There were two big bags filled with radish, cabbage, strawberry, watermelon, sweet potato and rice sticks. The main items were all edible, and there was also a very thick pig's trotter and two cuts of meat.

The aunt looked at Zhang Yanping who was moving things aside, and hesitated to speak. In the end, she could only say: "Yanping, you should be more diligent... If you really don't want to do it, just come back and take the civil service exam! If you become a civil servant, you don't have to work anymore." ."

Zhang Yanping thought to himself, not only whether one can become an official after taking the public examination, but who is not tired of being an official at the grassroots level now?

 He is not stupid!

But his mother was about to go back, so he resorted to perfunctory tactics at this moment, uh uh uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, since his mom was going back, so he used perfunctory tactics at this moment, so he just showed his stance.

On the other hand, grandma looked at the small house with the door closed, and whispered to Ulan:

“You have to hold on tight, Xiao Lu is so good! Look at him, and then look at other people, can you like him?”

Grandma sighed: "In the past, our teacher Xin Jun was pretty good, but our home was too far away and we still had to do business, so we, Tantan, had to work hard in the past..."

She stared at Ulan: "Don't just leave everything to your children, and just put the good food into the bowl. It's been two years and thirty, where can you pick a better one!"

“I’ve also seen Xiao Lu’s mother. She’s of decent character, and a good mother-in-law deserves a home...” Ulan:…

 Mom, look carefully when you are talking, Lu Jing is right at the door!

She smiled awkwardly, but Lu Jing's eyes sparkled, but he still had to hold back his laughter and pretended not to hear.

 How to say otherwise? Say you also want to join this family? This is inappropriate!

 …

After finally sending grandma off, the aunt proudly took out her cell phone and showed it to Ulan: "Look, how many calls did Song Dafang make to me today! Hahaha, Tantan still knows how to talk, and her words are irritating!"

 She was extremely satisfied.

 After all, the eldest son received the largest share at the beginning, but when he was old, he refused to provide for the elderly, and even deliberately caused trouble...

Tsk, tsk, tsk, I want to put pressure on her, she deserves to be punished!

 Tantan is right, she, Song Hongmei, is not someone who can suffer such a loss!

Wulan was also secretly happy - she had disliked Song Dafang for a long time, but as her sister-in-law, she couldn't say that. Now that he was torn apart, it was already very satisfying, and look at the series of missed calls he made out of anger...

　Ah yo yo!

I have to say, Ulan’s heart is like drinking ice soda in the summer, not to mention how refreshing it is!

It's better to be a child's aunt. She is stingy, but she is really worried about helping. Family ties are sometimes not a matter of money.

Auntie didn't want pig's trotters, so she quickly stuffed a few large pieces of pork and vegetables into her car: "Auntie, don't be reluctant, the child is getting older, let's enjoy it! Come on, come on, take it back Eat slowly at home—"

 …

 And in the small house over here.

Qin Yun was angry and took action. He picked two big and fat sweet potatoes and put them on the c position of the stove. He said angrily: "Today is really bad luck! Not only did I feel hungry, but I was also attacked by the goose monster by the river!"

“It’s so, so, so much!” What’s more, he followed up by saying, “When the true fire of samadhi takes over and the biggest divine fruit of the country is roasted, you and I will share it and eat it, and we will definitely be perfect today!”

 The two of them stared expectantly at the two plump and huge sweet potatoes on the stove.

 People on the sidelines:…

Professor Song is an honest man. Now the students are cleaning up their dormitories, so he is happily warming himself by the fire. Wen Yan looked at the two sweet potatoes and was about to say something, when he saw Lu Chuan on the side raising his index finger to his lips with a smile on his face.

 Looking at Song Tan who was joining in the fun, Professor Song understood instantly.

Now looking at Qin Yun and He Kuang, his eyes were full of affection: "I heard that you are writers of books? What books did you write?"

Even though Qin Yun and He Gu were bragging about themselves, they were actually intimidated when facing Professor Song. At this moment, they only said in embarrassment:

“It’s just...the novel I wrote, I made up a story...It’s the kind of urban rebirth, rebirth to 2000 or the 1980s and 1990s..."

 This is not to mention written.

Qin Yun is a little better. He is trying to give himself credit now: "What I write is fantasy...the kind of time travel to cultivate immortality, travel to different worlds, etc."

"Oh." Professor Song thought thoughtfully, trying to incorporate the hobbies of young people: "Young people must like these things you wrote. Then if they are filmed, they will have a lot of box office, right?"

 What if it’s only an anime adaptation:…

 Qin Yun, who only adapted the online drama based on the visual review, also adapted it poorly:…

Okay, okay, I really should look at the almanac today!

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