Chapter 138: The Last Trump Card

Good heavens, this tongue is slippery!

Aunt sat on the side, looking at her niece in surprise: Knowing this ability early, why did she have to come one trip after another?

This is reasonable, isn't it more in place than what she said?

For Song Tan, she brought the tea leaves, so how could she return empty-handed?

At this moment, she said even more vigorously:

"Besides, the hometown is there, but if I don't do well, you two pack your bags and continue to live in the city, it doesn't affect anything."

"Or let the people in the village know, you are an elder, I am a junior, just say a word, if I still want to do things in the village, I have to take care of it, right?"

This is even the means of soft and hard handling.

Seventh Uncle was silent.

She didn't speak, but Seventh Aunt was already moved. She didn't say she couldn't live in the city, but the old ladies around here are either holding their grandchildren, or forming a dance team.

But she neither has grandchildren to bring, nor children to serve by her side, and she doesn't like crowded places.

Daily except for listening to operas at home, walking around twice, it's really no fun at all.

But now the TV is difficult to handle, just turning it on takes several minutes, turn it on, she doesn't know how to arrange it, which one to broadcast depends on luck... Seventh Aunt didn't say it on her lips, but she was almost anxious to death in her heart every day!

These days, she was persuaded by their aunt and niece, wishing she could carry a hoe and return to the countryside, even if it was just to dig two vegetable plots, it would be better than turning around in this room!

Her hesitation was so obvious that even Seventh Uncle's stubbornness was already crumbling.

Song Tan smiled satisfactorily, feeling that this wave was stable.

Of course, the trump card was brought, still have to show it—

"Seventh Uncle, don't be afraid that the salary in the countryside is unstable, I said I don't care about your house, it's true."

"Qiao Qiao, brew tea for Seventh Uncle, brew a cup of honey water for Seventh Aunt."

Qiao Qiao is familiar with this work!

He put the paper box aside, and then obediently took his handbag to the kitchen, although the environment was a bit strange, but brewing tea and water, searching for things was quite interesting, as if exploring a new world.

Therefore, his movements were a bit raw, but he didn't see any outsider, and he didn't look around to annoy people.

Looking at Song Tan's proud appearance, Seventh Uncle also remembered: "Was that locust flower on your mountain head yesterday?"

Song Tan's eyebrows moved, and then she frowned slightly:

"Oh my, did you eat it? In fact, that locust flower didn't grow well, it can't be compared with the vegetables we take care of in the fields, it's purely for freshness."

Such Versailles words were said, Aunt was the first to be unhappy:

Nonsense! Tan Tan, you didn't eat that locust flower, right? It's clear, sweet, and fragrant, do you know how much your brother ate last night?"

She compared a number, her expression exaggerated: "Seven!"

In the middle of the night, the whole family was still looking for that stomach-digesting medicine.

Such good locust flowers, Aunt firmly refused to let people slander them.

And didn't forget to take credit with Seventh Uncle:

"Uncle, this is truly the child's heart, all the good things were sent to you! My sister-in-law also returned to her hometown, and the locust flowers only got a small handful to taste, not even half of yours!"

Saying this, she felt aggrieved again: "Just this, you still say I'm stingy—where is it stingy?"

Seventh Uncle glanced at her, thinking in his heart: Where are you not stingy? If this locust flower had to be bought with money, you wouldn't be willing to send it over!

But—

The quality of that locust flower is really good.

They chatted until midnight yesterday, and couldn't help but add a late-night snack of locust flower steamed eggs, eating so satisfied, feeling the stomach comfortable when sleeping at night.

Seventh Aunt also muttered to Seventh Uncle: "Have we been away from our hometown for too long? Why didn't we feel things were so good when we were in the village before?"

Eating the remaining spicy stir-fried locust flowers with millet porridge in the morning, Seventh Aunt realized the difference in quality.

At this moment, looking at Qiao Qiao groping in the kitchen, and listening to Song Tan's certainty and confidence when she said she didn't care about this house, the couple's expectations in their hearts, so they straightened their waists even more.

Qiao Qiao came out soon.

Wu Lan educated him very well, although it was the first time entering a stranger's kitchen, he only found the water pot he wanted and was satisfied, and didn't look around to annoy people.

Seventh Uncle also tidied up the kitchen in an orderly manner, several glass tea cups were buckled on the draining tray, he rinsed and washed them and used them.

At this moment, he tossed hot water back and forth between several cups, and finally brewed a cup of warm honey water, a cup of hot tea, his movements were meticulous, and he didn't feel impatient at all.

Seventh Aunt smiled until her teeth were exposed—the child is silly, but he is honest and patient!

Just this point is enough to cover up most of the shortcomings.

The hot water swayed leisurely, the unique fragrance of tea leaves and the intoxicating sweetness of honey intertwined, not conflicting with each other, but instead made people look forward to it even more.

Seventh Uncle has been immersed in cooking for a lifetime, whether things are good or not, just look at him standing up "swish" at this moment and know!

And then, without waiting for Qiao Qiao to walk over, he had already walked over quickly, holding both cups in his hands.

This pungent fragrance permeated from head to foot, even Aunt couldn't help but be intoxicated, taking a deep breath.

"Baby, these good things must be worth a lot of money!"

Look at this Song Hongmei!

Seventh Uncle thought depressedly: What good things are in her hands are pearls cast into darkness! Can things of this quality be a matter of money? Even if you have money, you can't get it!

Song Tan also whispered to Aunt: "Aunt, this time it was in a hurry, I will bring some for Aunt to taste next time I go to the city."

It was really in a hurry and didn't take care of it.

Aunt waved her hands repeatedly: "I don't want it, I don't want it!"

"Can good things be as practical as money? Tan Tan, don't send vegetables to me often, it's too appetizing, my food expenses for this month have to be re-planned."

"If you really have the heart, when I'm old in ten or eight years and you come to visit, secretly give Aunt two hundred yuan."

Aunt played her abacus very shrewdly—in ten or eight years, she will be old and won't be able to earn much money, that money is the bottom line.

As for why she wants to give it secretly... because if she gives it openly, the child will have to return the gift in the future! Of course, it has to be done secretly, not human feelings, it's the filial piety given by the niece to the aunt.

She said it very seriously, and it was sincerely calculated like this.

This also made Song Tan speechless.

Honestly, she has been in the cultivation world for so many years, and she hasn't met anyone like Aunt, which shows that it is scarce in the world.

But at this moment, she also nodded cautiously: "Aunt, don't worry, I guarantee to do it!"

Everyone has everyone's thoughts.

For Aunt, her niece's character is impeccable, and now that she has promised, she will have another sum of money in the future.

Don't care if it's two hundred, three hundred, or five hundred, it just makes people happy! Satisfied!

So she took a deep breath again: "Oh my, so fragrant!"

————Side note————

Caught up!

Are you all on holiday? Then I don't... is it a bit out of group?

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