Chapter 120: The Legendary Seventh Uncle

As the Aunt talked, she became greedy herself.

Simply raised her voice again: "Qiao Qiao—pick more rape flowers for Aunt, I'll go back and drink rice soup!"

Those rape flowers were sparse, and I don't know when the fallen seeds grew by themselves, and no one cared, blooming very wantonly.

Qiao Qiao carried the basket and drilled into the flower bushes, picked a good position, opened the small box in his arms, and then grabbed the bumblebee's chubby butt and put it on.

The rape flower stem is high, but the flower is delicate. After the bumblebee went up, the whole flower trembled slightly, which was obviously an unbearable weight of life.

Qiao Qiao sighed and had long forgotten his bamboo shoots.

On this side, Song Tan was also hooked by the greed. At this moment, she moved her fingers, and the faint spiritual energy at her fingertips drifted with the wind. The whole bamboo forest rustled, and even the branches seemed much greener.

More and more bamboo shoots sprouted under her feet.

She moved her toes, aimed at the position, and directly dug out a round and chubby bamboo shoot. The Aunt was overjoyed: "Oh my! This one is big! It hasn't come out of the soil yet, it must be tender!"

"Stir-fry it later—oh my, this one is a bit old, but it doesn't matter, break it more, stew it with duck, old duck in the vegetable market has become cheap recently."

She muttered while digging, and every dish seemed to be close at hand. Song Tan finally couldn't help it: "Aunt, why are you so good at eating?"

The Aunt laughed: "Because the chef I just mentioned, you have to call him Seventh Uncle! When he was cooking big banquets in our village when I was a child, I followed him around, and I learned a little bit."

Alright.

Seventh Uncle.

Not to mention Song Tan traveled for more than a hundred years and came back, even if she didn't travel, she couldn't distinguish them at all.

It's really because there are too many relatives.

Fortunately, the Aunt finally turned the topic from food to characters—

"Your Seventh Uncle, according to you young people, is really good at stir-frying shoe soles."

"I heard that when the brigade was still running a collective canteen, no matter how the brigade leader said, he wouldn't let him cook—just because he cooked too well, everyone couldn't eat enough, and the planned food wasn't enough."

Whoa!

Then Song Tan really respected him.

Why don't the older generation like to eat wild vegetables? Because in their memory, wild vegetables were boiled in water, and a drop of oil in a pot of vegetables was a luxury.

In those years, who could cook boiled wild vegetables well?

But according to the Aunt, this Seventh Uncle could!

That is really amazing.

Song Tan couldn't help but be moved.

Because she took the time to take stock of the following tasks—

Peach trees to be planted on the mountain.

Several fields that have been plowed also need to be leveled, sown, and transplanted.

Rice fields need to be stored with water and then plowed to prepare for transplanting.

Also need to feed pigs, chickens, ducks, and dogs.

Tea leaves need to be picked continuously.

The spiritual energy formation can be coordinated, but because her ability is insufficient, and it cannot be too contrary to reality, weeding and insect removal work must be done appropriately.

Is that the end?

Not at all. After this wave of busyness, peach blossoms will bloom, early-maturing vegetables like small cabbage should also be cleaned up, followed by plowing, planting others, and Song Tan has to be responsible for selling vegetables...

Calculated this way, for a long time, the family will be in this state of continuously hiring people. But the food at home tastes good, and everyone's appetite has doubled or tripled.

The food for ten or twenty people has to be prepared for twenty or thirty people.

Wu Lan is at home now. Don't look at it as just one meal at noon, but she has to start tidying up in the morning, and she is responsible for washing pots and bowls at noon. That is really trapped on the stove every day!

Song Tan had long wanted to find someone to share it.

She and Qiao Qiao still have to dig holes and dig soil on the mountain every day, and tidy up the corners that the machine can't get... Currently, no one in the family is idle.

Didn't you see Zhang Yanping was driven to the mountain to be tempered?

Therefore, at this time, the Aunt praised the chef to the sky and the ground, and Song Tan was really hard not to be moved.

"Aunt, what is Seventh Uncle doing now? Is he still taking big banquets?"

The Aunt's eyebrows and eyes drooped again: "He is in the small district opposite me, a new building project, now the housing price has risen to 8500!"

Although she said so, the Aunt's expression didn't look very happy.

"Your Seventh Uncle is really amazing. When he was young, he took money and secretly bought a house in the city. As a result, that area was demolished later, and he didn't want money, he only wanted that house."

"It was originally prepared for his son, but the son went to Xinjiang when he was young and settled down there."

"Your Seventh Uncle is old, thinking that his son doesn't seem to be able to support his old age in the future, so he took an apprentice, saying he would teach him skills, but he had to be responsible for supporting him until death."

As a result, the apprentice was also an ungrateful wretch, thinking that after learning, he rolled up his bundle and ran to the coastal big cities.

The Aunt was angry: "At that time, the family couldn't support him. There were four sons in that family! A half-grown boy graduated from junior high school, thin as a skeleton. Your Seventh Uncle took him by his side, teaching him and giving him food and drink before he was fed. Later, he arranged for him to take the high school entrance exam."

"When that family sent him, they were crying and tearing, organizing to kowtow to your Seventh Uncle, saying they would serve him for a lifetime."

"In the end, the person ran away with his bundle, and the family said your Seventh Uncle specifically picked up cheap labor, and his son accompanied him for five years without getting a penny..."

"I spit!"

Song Tan was speechless.

Honest people have their own bitterness, while black-hearted people have their own comfort.

She could only comfort: "It's okay, Aunt. Think about the good side. Seventh Uncle lives in the city now, free from food and clothing, no worries, and quite comfortable."

The Aunt sighed again: "The city has the benefits of the city, and it's convenient to go to the hospital. But your Seventh Uncle and his wife are not comfortable in their hearts... You also know, the new district, the property management is done well, and it is not allowed to open vegetable gardens in the district."

"Last time there was a big inspection, and the cabbage your Seventh Uncle planted in the brick cracks was pulled out... Your Seventh Uncle is sad. He wanders around the district every day with nothing to do. He is very picky about buying vegetables and meat, saying that eating is not fragrant."

Can you still grow vegetables in the brick cracks?

That must be a master! Song Tan was amazed.

"Then... sell the new house and change to one with a courtyard?"

The Aunt glanced at her: "Your Seventh Uncle is sixty-seven this year. Do you think he is as young as you and can toss around? I guess they want to return to the village to live, and are afraid that no one will send them to the hospital if they have a headache or fever... they are uncomfortable."

The Aunt said here, and her heart moved: "Tan Tan, you are farming at home, you can't farm for a lifetime, right? Otherwise, go home and discuss with your parents, and pick up Seventh Uncle to be the chef."

"Seventh Uncle is in good health, you just let him be the chef."

"If his health is not good, you drive to take them to see. Don't worry, you don't need to spend money, the couple has savings."

"When the time comes, you take good care of Seventh Uncle and his wife, and support them until death. They secretly said that when they can't move, they will find someone to take care of them. Whoever takes care of them well will give the house to whoever."

The Aunt's heart was hot when she thought of the house. If it weren't for her own niece, she wouldn't say it:

"Just say, get a big house for nothing, how good! You can pick and choose when you get married in the future!"

------------------ Author's Note ------------------

In our place, there are quite a few children in the frontier. I have heard that the brothers and sisters of the older generation of relatives have settled there and not returned...

Or return once every ten or eight years...

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