Song Tan Jishi

  Chapter 895 895. I can drive this road

 Song Sancheng felt like he was struck by lightning!

　　After working hard for a year to get a driver’s license, the Chinese New Year is coming soon and there are many people in the village. It’s a good time to drive a new car. Then I meet the villagers head-on. I roll down the window in a low-key manner and pass a cigarette to them:

“…Hey, it’s just a walker, just drive around…”

 He has had several different versions of this dream!

　Why, why will you buy a car next year? My daughter just spent 30,000 yuan on clothes!

He pointed to the brand new asphalt road outside: "This is five meters long! There are not many cars in the village now, why is it not suitable for me to drive?"

How well built this asphalt road is! Because it was in front of his house, Song Sancheng stared at it every day! It took half a month to level the roadbed, and the concrete took so long to solidify and maintain, and then the asphalt cushion, asphalt, and paving were laid...

 Look at this road! What a great repair! How smooth! Even if he has to be separated by an asphalt road to go to the vegetable field and greenhouse, Song Sancheng can only be happy!

 Let’s listen to Song Tan’s words again…

 “I can drive this road!” He emphasized, rarely speaking forcefully.

 “Hmm, um, um…” Song Tan nodded perfunctorily, and then shouted loudly: “Mom! Mom! You and my dad take turns driving around our mountain and try it!”

Ulan is packing clothes - there are more than a hundred pieces, doesn't she have to try out the ones she likes and pick out two more for her parents?

Hearing this, he was quite impatient: "I already got my driver's license. This road is much wider than the driving school. What's there to practice on..."

This is true.

The driving school in their town didn't even have a decent place. There was a rough wall around the roadside, and there was wasteland inside, which was leveled and paved.

Originally, there were not many people in the town who were able to get driver's licenses, and those who opened driving schools did not take it seriously. There were large dedicated driving schools in urban areas.

Ulan Leng was very adaptable to such an atmosphere. Now he took Song Tan's car key and went straight up.

This is still a manual transmission car. After all, the driving school does not take it seriously, and the cars in it are also discarded in urban areas...it must not be an automatic transmission car.

 Seat belt, start the car, drive out... The whole process was smooth and silky. When Song Sancheng reacted, Ulandu drove to the back mountain.

His face tightened: "Why are you so bold just getting into the car? You have to be more careful..."

Song Tan thought about the large yard at the door, where the car could turn around a few times, and bypassing the bamboo forest that had been reduced due to road construction, there was a spacious asphalt road with no one and no obstruction. How could he be cautious?

 Hmm... From the looks of it, she can buy her mother a car first!

 But look at Song Sancheng next to him... I won’t say this for now.

Not long after passing the back mountain, there is a long stretch of mountains. If you follow the branch of the road that has not yet been repaired, you will reach another village. So Ulan drove around and came back soon.

When it was Song Sancheng's turn, he took the key, sat on it, buckled the seat belt, and muttered:

 “In gear…”

Song Tan thought to himself that you are really his biological father! With this driving skill, you still dare to think about a new car! Let’s practice with this old one first!

Song Sancheng swore that he was not so nervous usually, mainly because his family was staring at him now, so he was inevitably cautious...

Before the car started to start, I heard the sound of a car outside, getting closer and closer, and finally stopped directly in front of my house!

Song Tan went over and took a look: "Professor Song?!"

 Isn’t it Professor Song? Not only him, but also a young old lady with gray hair but smooth and fair skin got out of the taxi? !

 “Professor Song, you have brought your family here!” Song Tan was extremely pleasantly surprised—when the family members come, if they pull the leg of the New Year pig and hold the rice bowl, who can leave?

 Oh no, we have to open a small stove on Huitou Mountain, just for people like Professor Song to cook delicious food at home alone!

Professor Song was also cheerful: "Yes, there are no classes in my school, and I don't have much subject at hand. I just happened to bring my wife here for a vacation... I planned to give you news when I came out of the high-speed rail station, but I didn't expect to hear about this place. The asphalt road has been repaired, so we might as well rent a car and come here!" He also introduced: "This is my lover, Tang Shuang, you can just call me Grandma Tang - she used to be a professor at the Normal University, and now she is retired. It’s not called for re-employment...Tan Tan, I’ll ask you, Grandma Tang, to help me if I have something to do. You can just take care of the food.”

Grandma Tang…

Everyone turned their attention to Grandma Tang - the little old lady's face was smooth and white, with light wrinkles. She was standing there in sportswear, although she was thin but tall and straight. She looked educated... To be honest, her skin was not that dark anymore. Wu Lan looks only five or six years older!

Ulan has been able to raise it for more than half a year!

No matter how young you are, you still have a certain age, so Song Tan quickly waved: "Come on, Qiao Qiao, help Grandma Tang get her luggage!"

At the same time, he also said to Professor Song: "You are so polite when you say this. Do you have to worry about food when you come to our house? Just now, the dormitory on the mountain has been handed over. After dinner, let's go to the mountain to see if the room still needs to be decorated. What, I’ll buy it!”

Having said this, Professor Song was also happy: "Oh, my salary has been improved since Grandma Tang came here! No need to sleep on a bare bed?"

This is what I said!

Song Tan was not happy: "Don't be so slanderous! We have mattresses, but you yourself insisted on sleeping on a hard bed..."

Professor Song laughed loudly: "That's the right thing to say. What are you, your... awkward... Come on, come on, hurry up and make me a cup of tea. I've been in the car for several hours, but I'm exhausted."

Here, Qiaoqiao took out her luggage from the trunk and looked at Grandma Tang curiously.

His eyes were clean, and he looked generous and generous. He looked like a curious child. Tang Shuang had heard too much from Professor Song—

This old Song Dynasty! Since returning home, I have been thinking about the old Song family in Yunqiao Village. I want to eat, sleep, and drink a cup of tea...

Of course, Grandma Tang thought to herself: the tea, the white wine she ate, and the dried small fish, winter melon, candied pumpkin that she had finished long ago...

 Ahem, she hasn’t come yet, so she has a weird idea.

It just so happened that the heating in the Imperial City started right now. The humidifier at home is still a little dry even though I have the humidifier on. I want to go for a walk. It’s cold outside.

  She is getting older and has been feeling a little out of sorts for several days in a row. Professor Song is obsessed with eating butchered vegetables...

have to!

Since you don’t need to take care of your children at such an old age, you can just take your luggage with you and leave as soon as you want!

Now the old lady looked at Qiaoqiao and smiled:

"You are Song Qiao, right? Old Song said you are very smart and sensible, and you also love to learn... I brought Go and watercolor paints... Do you want to learn to play chess and paint with me?"

Qiaoqiao’s eyes widened!

 Play chess! draw? ! For a kid who only knows Ultraman, this is too high-end and too attractive!

What's more, he hasn't watched Ultraman recently, and has instead watched "Big Hero Di Qing" and "Go Boy"!

Qiaoqiao nodded crazily:

"I know Go, Jiang Liu'er! I want to learn! I can't buy stickers of the great hero Di Qing, so I want to draw them myself!"

Update 2, no more!

Xin Jun: I really spent my childhood to choose animation!

I have a childhood filter for this animation. I think the Nine-Colored Deer, Lotus Lamp, Black Cat Sheriff, Nezha, The Legend of Chinese Boy, etc. I watched are better than Pleasant Goat and Bear [Personal opinion! ! 】

11.4 Supplement, I’m sick, the update on the 5th will be late and not on time.

 (End of this chapter)