Chapter 1071: Tomorrow's Plan

A full five pigs; even though a dozen tables of guests had come at noon and eaten some, the amount of pork left to process was still staggering.

Once the guests had mostly left, Wu Lan took everyone and got to work efficiently—freezing what needed freezing, cutting what needed cutting, and salting what needed salting.

Seventh Cousin and the others had also been tired all day, so tonight's meal was much simpler: several large basins were brought to the table, all filled with a hodgepodge of stewed dishes.

But, eating this tender, stewed "pig-slaughtering feast" in the middle of winter was truly appetizing! At the very least, Qin Yun and He Kuang ate until their eyes were brimming with tears, feeling especially satisfied.

*Sob, sob, sob*, they really couldn't imagine how unlucky they were to have missed such a grand feast at noon!

Even Song Sancheng sighed with emotion: "Ah, it really is more fragrant eating with our own family!"

He had been busy running around all noon, feeling like he'd just gulped down food to fill his stomach, and before he could even savor it properly, he had been busy greeting and seeing off guests...

"By the way, Tantan, those two big bosses who ordered from us wanted to stay for dinner, but you didn't agree. They won't have any opinions about it, will they?"

He was referring to Boss Chang, who dealt in everything, and the vegetable peddler, Old Zhao.

Boss Chang had rushed over from Shancheng, and since it was basically mealtime when he arrived, he hadn't even managed to exchange pleasantries before diving into a big meal...

"You guys went, right?" Lu Jing said cautiously: "You haven't done any work yet..."

Whether it was the delicious food they had eaten, the warmth of the Old Song family, or the big matter of their son's future...

Lu Chuan paused, then nodded: "Tomorrow is fine, I have nothing to do."

Besides, being tired was only for a day or two; she had gathered with everyone today and had heard quite a lot of interesting gossip.

It didn't affect shopping.

Hey, what was I just about to say?

As for Old Zhao?

Busy all year long, if it weren't for taking a photo with the leader, she wouldn't have even remembered that she didn't have two decent outfits.

Even so, when Boss Chang left, he looked back three times with every step, insisting that he didn't need to worry about the shop and wanting to stay for two days...

But now that her daughter could earn money, why not spend it!

Honestly speaking, they were going to sleep in, and besides, it would be awkward for them to tag along when the family went shopping.

In the past, buying things wasn't necessary, as the family conditions were tight.

"It was too busy today. We were supposed to invite you to have a good time, but we didn't host you well, and even made you do so much work... I'm so sorry..."

He said this with sincere intent; not to mention Lu Chuan moving and lifting things in the courtyard all afternoon, even Song Tan had been following the kitchen, washing and tidying up since morning...

Song Tan, however, felt it was quite interesting.

But Wu Lan only sighed tactfully: "There are too many guests at home, we can't host you right now. If you want to stay, there are dormitories on the mountain where you can stay as you please, but you'll have to settle for eating in the canteen for a few days..."

*Cough. *

Facing Song Sancheng's worry, Wu Lan shook her head: "It's fine, Dad. I said early on that these things aren't for sale... Besides, it really was busy today. We'll contact them later if we have any ideas."

So fragrant! So delicious!

Wu Lan:...

The two bosses with vastly different business scopes looked at each other, mutually unimpressed.

Only Song Sancheng was full of urgency: "Since we're already in the city, should we go look at cars tomorrow? I think Lu Chuan's car is quite good; he should know a lot about it, right?"

She also looked at Lu Jing and He Kuang: "You two..."

Alas, his heart was like iron, and Song Tan was even more like stainless steel; in the end, she only gifted him a large pig head out of friendship.

Under normal circumstances, Boss Chang's sincerity would surely have moved the Old Song family somewhat, but today there were simply too many people and it was too busy; no one had the energy to exchange more pleasantries with him, so he could only leave aggrieved.

Wu Lan's grandmother's words still echoed in her ears; looking at this girl now, she found her more pleasing the more she looked. Yet, she had to suppress her own thoughts...

Inviting a life-saving benefactor to become a helper for the family really was quite embarrassing.

The matter she had been thinking about finally had a response; Song Sancheng's brows and eyes were overflowing with happiness:

"Good, good, good!" She said helplessly: "Buy it! Buy it before the New Year, and try to let you drive a new car for the New Year."

Now...

"Good, good, good! Let's go look tomorrow! I haven't decided which model to choose yet, I'll check again tonight..."

Like that Boss Chang who still wanted to pester them desperately.

With all these things, which one wasn't worth doing a little more work for?

That went without saying; a piece of hind leg pork was cut for him, and Old Zhao, who had a good grasp of his own strength, left nimbly.

Speaking of which, she glanced at Wu Lan again.

But... seeing Lu Chuan also looking over with anticipation, and the clothes Qin Yun had picked out today that couldn't be faulted, he could only nod.

Song Sancheng still remembered the beautiful long down jacket she wore when she first got out of the car, her permed hair, and her refined and exquisite appearance.

His dad had had his driver's license for a while now, and every day when he had time, he would drive the pickup truck stumbling along; now, he could be considered able to drive.

"That's good." Song Sancheng set his heart at ease, and then said quite embarrassedly to Song Tan, Lu Chuan, and the others:

This was exactly what Qin Yun had hoped for!

Because he had to help move and lift things, his exercise progress was halted, so he should be able to finish updating before 9:00 in the morning.

She quickly nodded: "Good, good, good, I was just thinking about this, afraid of delaying Da Chuan's time—Da Chuan, do you have anything to do tomorrow?"

Oh my, that's too difficult!

Before he could finish speaking, Boss Chang knew the situation and turned back.

She paused for a moment, rubbing her full belly:

Once he ate, he didn't want to leave, pestering Song Tan and insisting on buying pork, from direct procurement to a whole pig, then to half a side, and finally becoming 50 jin...

How could it be hidden so tightly!

The corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up; her son's gaze at the dining table couldn't help but look again and again, and only then did Song Tan scoop a spoonful of soup into her rice, and then gulped it into her mouth—

Hmph!

Like the wine—everyone was given a cup at the table, and he knew it was extraordinary as soon as he drank it... Could this thing not be sold, or could it be "gifted"?

Of course, before leaving, he still found a gap to find Master Jiang, urging him repeatedly not to hide any good things from him, as he paid more than others!

"Sister-in-law, we can finish cleaning the remaining pig intestines tonight. If you have nothing to do tomorrow, let Da Chuan drive us to the city to look around and pick out two new outfits for you."

Anyway, he lived nearby and could come to talk business anytime, but since they were busy today, he couldn't be an unobservant business partner.

Wasn't this better than listening to them fight for favor over a little old man in the dance troupe?

Although for him, it would be better to write another chapter.

The old cotton-padded jacket on Song Tan, and the old sleeves worn on her arms, were all from their own home.

This wasn't to say she wasn't tired after working all day, but this kind of tiredness clearly had positive feedback that far exceeded the effort. ===== CHAPTER 1072 =====