Chapter 1139

Xin Jun broke his heart for his brother, and Seventh Uncle also broke his heart for this group of foodies.

The food-grade plastic seal bags bought by Song Tan were taken out; from sauce beans to watermelon sauce to pickled vegetables, they were all sealed one by one, focusing on being lightweight.

Some remaining lightweight dry goods were also turned out, sorted one by one; those that could be mailed were packed separately, and those that weren't cost-effective to send were stuffed back into the suitcases.

When everyone was about to set off, Song Sancheng pointed to the bags of rice stalks in the warehouse and asked: "Should we send these away? They are delicious."

Could that little guy not know?

But now, holding a big suitcase in his hand, the backpack on his back is bulging, and there are express boxes with everyone's names in the courtyard...

Song Tan said: "Forget it, the things are too big; express delivery is based on volume, it's not cost-effective."

"No, no, no!"

Yanran was the first to speak: "I'll hold it! Whether I'm waiting for the train or taking the high-speed rail, I'll hold it; I'll eat while holding it, and it won't be big when I get home, it'll work!"

Song Tan:...

As soon as the words fell, I saw Zhai Xiaofeng, who had been helping in the kitchen on the mountain, come out from the kitchen.

Qiaoqiao dared to say that she really didn't like dogs that much before, but now that there are so many treasures raised at home, and she has to stew meat and bones every day... maybe it's because she has fed them for a long time, and her feelings are deep; seeing Xiaobao now, she felt distressed and couldn't help but rub and coax it:

And now, with more and more vehicles on the road, the probability of traffic jams on the highway is getting higher and higher. The Old Song family vegetable garden, which was originally scheduled to close on the 24th of the twelfth lunar month, finally closed for the New Year before the New Year.

Yan Ce didn't know what animation or TV series he had watched recently, but anyway, the dogs are idle, so it's fine to accompany them to play.

Seeing a familiar person coming, it ran all the way from the empty hillside excitedly, but quickly braked when it reached Yan Ce, and then wagged its tail frantically, arching and rubbing.

He buckled the seat belt contentedly, looked at the dust on the glass window outside, and couldn't help sighing:

But there is no one in the village who is related and can be called to do things, and for a moment it was a bit difficult.

Her wishful thinking was loud, but it just happened to hit everyone's heart, so one by one, they all stepped forward and hugged their share of rice stalks into their arms.

If it weren't for this, Song Sancheng wouldn't have been able to go home before the New Year.

"Okay," Yan Ce agreed immediately: "I already let Xiaowang go out to play, but it doesn't like to play. And last time it snowed, I really wanted to let Xiaowang pull a sled, but Dad wouldn't make me a big cart..."

Seventh Uncle was observing the chili oil made yesterday in the kitchen; because the ingredients were sufficient, it smelled simply fragrant to death. But because the resting time hadn't arrived, he didn't dare to stir it at this moment.

Yan Ce puffed out his chest: "I want Xiaobao and the others to be my cavalry on the side!"

"You just take the few small ones and guard the factory building; this nest is warm, and it's fine to go out for a stroll if there's nothing to do..."

Qiaoqiao silently noted this matter, determined to discuss it well with Yan Ce when she returns.

From afar, Xiaobao's thick voice came over.

Thinking about it, only Xiaowang is still diligently guarding the remaining two pigs on the back mountain.

Ah?

At this moment, he just hummed and hawed: "Okay, okay, okay, let's go into the factory building first to see if it's packed..."

Zhang Wang's family is now watching the cattle and sheep on the pasture side; this canteen on the mountain connected to the empty factory building actually should find someone to watch it.

"It's the New Year, there's nothing to do at home; let him make one for you, and you let Xiaowang pull the cart for you. Mom will take a video for you!"

After all, it's a new car, and Master Jiang has been very attentive in serving it every day. That posture is no less than when he owned his first bicycle back then.

Once people left, Zhang Yanping also tightened his nerves and went to Doctor Guo's clinic.

Looking at the empty factory building in front of him, she simply asked Yan Ce:

This time, it was Yan Ce's turn to be a bit nervous.

"No, no, no! I'm not afraid!" Yanran held the rice stalks, high-spirited: "I want to take all the delicious food I can take, and let my parents witness with their own eyes what kind of good life I'm living!"

"How do you usually talk to Xiaowang? If not, call it to come up the mountain to play. Let the few treasures change shifts."

Look at the car window again, isn't it clean? There's only a little bit of floating dust that's not very obvious.

Song Tan rode Xiaoduo and took her up the mountain. The car swayed, and the originally green vegetables on the hillside were gone.

"This needs a car wash."

She then smiled: "Dad, you wash it so frequently, aren't you afraid of washing the paint off?"

Qiaoqiao thought to himself, your dad just got the new car, his brain is full of that stuff, how could he have time to help you make a cart?

"Okay, okay, okay, good treasure, it's cold today, don't live on the mountain—there are only some trees left, no one will steal them, let's live on the factory side!"

"Woof!"

Because there were too many people, one car couldn't fit them, and Master Jiang's car finally came in handy.

Even Master Jiang couldn't help but sigh when he saw this: "This is really too much..."

"That way they won't think about urging me to go back all the time."

But it's okay—

Seeing Qiaoqiao, a smile couldn't help but appear on her face; she clearly remembered that the other party advised her not to decide to remarry just because of a moment of confusion.

The huge courtyard instantly quieted down, Song Tan stood in place and looked around blankly, finally muttering: "So quiet."

Your dad bought this car back only a few days ago! Last time he carried a bucket and wiped it almost clean himself, this time he actually knows how to group buy car wash coupons...

"Oh my! Oh my!"

She said openly: "Song Sancheng ordered me to move the remaining ingredients on the mountain down; I thought you were busy in the afternoon, so I came after lunch."

"Big sister, you're here!"

But in the end, these things were put into Wu Lan's small pickup truck.

Wu Lan was speechless.

But Xiaowang is so big, and there are so many people returning to their hometowns for the New Year, Qiaoqiao was really afraid of scaring people or causing people to have bad thoughts.

Song Sancheng, who had just sat in the car, was stunned.

"Song Sancheng said the kitchen is also packed—"

"Tan Tan, help me group buy that car wash coupon, I'll wash the car!"

Only the ones supplying Boss Chang are surrounded by straw, still growing hard before the heavy snow.

When everyone got in the car, Master Jiang didn't forget to shout:

"Let's go, let's go to the canteen on the mountain to see."

Oh my, I still feel quite uncomfortable in my heart.

Hehe, when the homestay opens next year, maybe I'll let my relative reserve a spot for us!

"Not necessarily..." She tried to persuade again: It's really a big bag. Even if you are not in a hurry, the opening and station entry times are fixed; what if you miss the ticket because of this...

It is indeed too quiet, Yan Ce is also a bit unaccustomed. She called Song Tan:

Qiaoqiao was afraid that the food for the family would freeze, so the cabbage had already entered the cellar, and the radishes were buried in the sand pile.