Chapter 1221

Song Sancheng went to the kitchen honestly, turned his head to see Qiao Qiao holding porridge and buns, and couldn't help but ponder:

"Qiao Qiao, why don't you cook a bowl of dumplings?"

"Ah?" The honest child looked at the time: "But it's almost nine o'clock now, if I eat dumplings again, what about lunch?"

That's true, Song Sancheng wandered around and achieved nothing, so he helped carry the plates into the living room.

Hey! Son-in-law is here! He has many questions about this new car that no one can discuss! Besides, he wants to apply a car film, can the son-in-law help say a few words?

The heavy rain didn't gradually decrease until after ten o'clock, but Song Sancheng was exceptionally happy: "That rain is good! After it's soaked through, I won't be afraid of the fields drying out, and the pond water can rise."

Look at the forecast again: "Tomorrow is light rain, the day after tomorrow is moderate rain..."

Although a week of continuous rainy days has some impact, it's not a big problem, better than being dry!

The old farmer is basically satisfied.

Having said that, his eyes were already eagerly looking at the door—what exactly was in the car?

"That is..."

Song Tan is very disgusted now!

"I'll come, I'll come!"

Other things outside are packed in gift boxes; he has no patience or time to look at them, his eyes only fixed on a long cylindrical packaging box outside—

Song Sancheng took the fishing rod, looked at the box repeatedly, there were still raindrops floating above his head, but he didn't care at all, and he was still muttering in his mouth:

And Lu Chuan bent down very quickly, picking out an exquisitely packaged gift bag from a large pile of gifts:

He didn't take it all on himself, but said in a low profile: "My photography skills are average, it's better to let Qiao Qiao take it."

He rubbed his hands, inexplicably nervous.

"Auntie, this is the skincare and makeup my mom picked for you, saying that when I come, you can study together and make videos together."

After saying that, he rushed into the drizzle impatiently, and then the family followed, and when the trunk opened, Song Sancheng's gaze stuck to it, unable to move away.

He turned his head and asked again: "Lu Chuan, didn't you say your mom would come first? Why didn't she come together?"

"That's it!" Song Sancheng was also beaming: "In our village, every family used to build houses by themselves, and they knew everything."

Song Tan hurriedly took it, and at this moment, the expression on her face, Peng Wan couldn't bear to look—

Clothes and snacks are not urgent, but how can a new fishing rod be exposed to rain? Song Sancheng hurriedly returned to the house.

"But I still remember the things you mentioned before, Auntie, so I specially asked you to bring them this time."

But now the time is still early, the seedlings cultivated in the shed on the mountain are not affected by the rain, and they grow faster!

"Old Xu is also honest, maybe I will have to introduce him to work here in the future, he didn't perfunctory us..."

As for the people in the village... it's not that there is no common language, but aren't they all busy working for her family?

She is embarrassed!

"This brand... this brand must be very expensive, right? Actually, fishing rods are also divided into those for ponds or rivers..."

"I was just thinking about asking Tan Tan to buy me one online! You bought it already... you child... oh my! Spending that money..."

Song Tan really couldn't watch it: "Forget about ponds or rivers, can't you catch fish if you can? Go, go, don't block us from taking things, hurry back to the house, or your clothes will be soaked!"

She was pouting in her mouth, but her eyebrows and corners of her eyes were full of joy, and Lu Chuan also said:

Lu Jing is fashionable and knows how to dress; she took photos for her during the New Year and retouched them, it was beautiful! Unlike the ones at home... Peng Wanbin doesn't understand anything, and Tan Tan is at the age of being able to dress up, but when asked, she knows nothing.

Song Tan also looked at her phone: "Chen Xi sent a video, the water on the lotus root side has started to go down, we shouldn't have to worry after the rain stops."

The four words 【cater to one's preferences】 can be considered to be grasped by Lu Chuan.

"That box is the red silk scarf I bought for you, it should look good when taking photos..."

As for how to shoot...

And Lu Chuan looked at Song Sancheng: "It's raining hard, so I won't trouble Uncle to take me to see the house, hasn't Uncle been watching this side before?"

And Until Wu Lan, who had been standing on the side and couldn't get a word in, smiled at Lu Chuan, couldn't help but give a thumbs up—

Song Tan was even happier: "Oh my, work is busy, do your own things first, don't worry about me, I don't lack anything..."

"The place in the residential area is small, and it doesn't look that grand when taken. But our place is big, and the scenery is impeccable."

"Otherwise, when the rain stops, Auntie, you can go to the Chinese milk vetch flower field, the rapeseed flower field, and then hold this gauze scarf..."

It's just that the land in the village has just been turned over, and everyone originally agreed to come and get the vegetable seedlings if it didn't rain, but now it's fine, we have to wait a few more days.

"I just happened to see a fishing rod with a good reputation, I don't understand it very well, but it should be fine in ponds or rivers."

"I'll take it! Mom, I'll take it! I'm very good at taking photos!"

I don't know if her cheeks hurt from laughing.

Lu Chuan then smiled, first saying to Song Tan: "My mom still has some work to finish, so I guess it will take a while before she can come over."

"And that girl Zhao, that girl looks vigorous, but she is meticulous and gentle when doing things, I have to watch her color adjustment dozens of times... It's reliable."

Lu Chuan is much taller than him, and at this moment, he pulled out the box with a lift of his arm: "I heard from Tan Tan that Uncle liked fishing before, but he didn't have time last year, so it was delayed."

"Looking at our house now, I know I don't have to worry about it."

Qiao Qiao didn't feel bad at all, but had a sense of pride in being entrusted with an important task:

Song Sancheng was full of enthusiasm, and at this moment, looking at Lu Chuan, he asked actively: "Lu Chuan, do you want to see the homestay? I'll take you there."

Until Wu Lan was also happy: "Don't say, Yanran and the others are young, and they are really reliable in doing things. The ones planted early on the mountain, I was afraid they would freeze, but it turned out to be fine."

"Arranging to plant this today and that tomorrow during this period, the time is just right!"

Song Tan is really reliable!

"Yesterday your mom sent me a video, she was standing on the lawn, taking advantage of the strong wind to hold the gauze scarf and let it float... It was so beautiful!"

Just finished speaking, she was stopped by Song Tan: "Oh my, nothing is ready inside, it's all mud, it's raining, there's nothing to see..."

Let her try a foundation, whatever powder on her face is still rough, and it can't show any effect at all.

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Lu Chuan then nodded: "Since Uncle thinks it's reliable, then I don't have to worry about it—the rain is lighter, I'll go get the things in the car."

Song Sancheng couldn't wait to lean over: "You must be tired after driving for so long, sit down and rest, I'll go get it."

Everyone's small abacus was calculated, and both sides felt beautiful.