Chapter 1688

The car drove back to Yunqiao Village safely.

When getting off the car, Qin Yun and He Kuang were still encouraging each other:

"With my typing speed, I can finish 4000 words in an hour if I don't get stuck! Go up and take a simple battle bath, then don't do anything but work!"

He Kuang was also full of confidence: "Then I will open a 4000-word room and wait for you."

The two were high-spirited, but after taking a bath and sitting there, the exhaustion of the whole body surged up.

Moreover, the night in Yunqiao Village was exceptionally quiet, and the wife and children were tired and asleep, and the slight breathing sound made the surroundings even more quiet.

It was early in the morning again...

Qin Yun yawned, intending to write a detailed outline, but put his hands on the keyboard, dazed for a long time, his head was empty.

He sat there, his body arching, and wanted to take out his mobile phone to brush Tremolo or open a game or something.

After grinding for a long time, seeing that He Kuang wrote 56 words in the code room, he felt inexplicably relieved.

Don't rush, don't rush...

He thought: He Kuang's typing speed is only 2000, I'll squint for a while...

Night, deep.

Song Tan, who hadn't slept yet, lay on the balcony, spiritual energy lingering and swallowing, and the whole Yunqiao Village was surging with wisps of fog in her field of vision.

Everything was silent, animals and plants were breathing heavily, squirrels squeezed over on the wall, and a few cats lay on the courtyard again.

So, what did Lu Chuan mean today?

She closed her eyes, her consciousness slowly moved forward, and the spiritual energy was like small tentacles, sweeping across the road, roof, and flower bushes silently.

Then, she came to the familiar breath.

In the room, Lu Chuan also just finished washing, holding his mobile phone leaning on the bed, the mobile phone was still on the group chat page—

【Dead Medicine Jar Group】

【Group Friend A: It's too hot, my Blue Moon Stone rose has opened into a cake...】

【Group Friend B: Blue Rain is not good in summer】

【Group Friend C: Why hasn't my Blue Storm bloomed after being planted for a year!】

Lu Chuan stared at the screen, hesitating to open the album at this moment, the pure blue rose picture he carefully took was checked and canceled, checked and canceled...

But in the end, he re-selected a rose close-up that only focused on a blue petal:

【The blue rose my girlfriend gave me】

In the middle of the night, the group friends were still active, and laughed at this moment: 【This color is really well P-ed】

【AI picture! Don't say, it looks quite real】

【If there is a rose of this color, I have to buy it even if I lose my family, hahaha】

【That's not your turn, first of all, how many experts in this area have to fly over】

The group friends were talking enthusiastically, but saw that picture was withdrawn again.

And Lu Chuan turned off the phone and lay down at this moment. The light of the bedside lamp reflected on his moist face, as if it had the luster of jade.

He smiled silently, his eyebrows were handsome, but his expression was peaceful.

And Song Tan took back her spiritual sense, and searched again—

Oh, there is no pure blue rose in the world that can be genetically cultivated.

But spiritual energy itself is unreasonable.

If it is reasonable, how can it interfere with the life and death of flowers, plants, and trees?

She lay on the railing, smiled silently when it was quiet and no one was there, and then lay down on the hammock on the balcony again.

Spiritual energy lingered, inch by inch, the whole Yunqiao Village was gradually covered by a thin layer of invisible fog, and Song Tan looked up at the ink-colored night sky—

There is water vapor layered and layered, gradually lingering unknowingly.

It's going to rain.

Although the moisture in the air is constantly gathering, the weather forecast shows that it will rain after two big sunny days.

And when Song Tan got up early in the morning, she saw Lu Chuan standing in the courtyard, looking up and shaking the empty bottle in his hand:

"They said they wanted to fish yesterday, but no one got up at this moment. I thought about it, digging earthworms is also a novel experience, so I left it for them to do it themselves."

Very good.

City people coming to the countryside should be like this, otherwise how to pass the time with no entertainment life?

Song Tan also laughed, and then rushed downstairs: "Then let's go on a date alone—picking peaches? Some eagle-beak peaches are mature."

When Wu Lan heard it, she couldn't help sighing:

Where do young people go on dates every day, not at the head of this field or the head of that field?

These two are not short of money or time, can't they go out and learn to shop like others?

Going abroad is also fine!

Thinking about it, she said: "Pick a basket separately when picking, I will ask spiritual energy to take it back."

Song Tan was surprised instantly: "When did cousin come?"

Wu Lan didn't know how to talk about this child: "Wasn't it Sunday yesterday? Came early in the morning, followed the villagers who worked and worked for a day, and ate in the mountain canteen, didn't tell us at all."

"Came to the field again this morning, said goodbye when leaving, wanted to bring breakfast to his girlfriend, I just knew he came..."

Didn't bring people when eating barbecue in the city last night, how embarrassing.

Zhu spiritual energy didn't feel it at all.

He is just at the age of young and strong, dating his girlfriend after work every day, going to his girlfriend's house on Saturday to clean up, rest, and if it doesn't work, clean up.

Come to uncle's house on Sunday to work for a day...

Hehe!

Work at 8 o'clock on Monday, it's only five thirty now. He can work for a while, take a shower, and drive to the city with breakfast at 7 o'clock!

In short, sharing delicious breakfast with his girlfriend, not taking advantage of uncle's family, being considerate to his girlfriend, saving a lot of food expenses, and adding strength to the relative friendship...

One move and multiple gains!

Young and full of heart, Zhu spiritual energy is very satisfied with his fulfilling life.

Aunt also said to pick a basket of peaches today—oh my, their peaches are very expensive, put it before, Zhu spiritual energy said nothing would want it.

In short, this kind of thing that can be kept for money, isn't it a waste to eat?

But it's girlfriend's father's birthday, according to the rules, he has to offer cigarettes and alcohol, now with these peaches, isn't it saving a lot of money?

Can also add face to the family!

Cousin is energetic, cousin is full of strength!

Cousin's car stopped outside at 4:30 in the morning, and without saying hello, he followed the workers on the mountain to work again.

But Song Tan was speechless.

Fine.

spiritual energy cousin's work is not in vain, she originally wanted to send these fruits to her aunt's house.

"I'll pick two baskets, and pack a box that looks decent separately. Zhang Yanping cousin doesn't want to go back, his family's just let cousin drive and send it."

"Oh, you ask Old Zhao to send it!"

Wu Lan hurriedly said: "The fruit market is far from the city, that foot of oil, your cousin will feel heartbroken."

Song Tan:... Mom, if you keep talking, the peaches I want to send later will have to be replaced with red envelopes of the same price and a basket of ordinary peaches for 10 yuan for 3 jin.

Otherwise, her spiritual energy cousin is afraid that he will calculate the price after one bite.

This time, even Lu Chuan couldn't help laughing.

If it was earlier, Wu Lan would definitely cover it up in front of Lu Chuan, but now...

She also said helplessly: "Look, your grandparents raised children, either raised your father, an honest man, or your uncle, now there is your aunt. But individuals can live their own lives with relish, which is rare..."

She doesn't evaluate Song Dafang's person, but it doesn't mean that people don't live happily.

In contrast, the children raised by their old Wu family are quite conventional.

Alas, how to think about it, it seems that there is no feature?

But thinking about it, Zhang Yanping has no decent job until now, graduated from a key university, now opening a homestay in the village, still in debt.

Wu Lei is also a good college student, now not a city cow and horse, but returned to the village to raise cattle and horses...

Tan Tan's grandfather is disabled but strong, now addicted to weaving baskets, weaving patterns, and learning to weave straw mats... seventy or eighty years old, it is the age of rushing!

Thinking of this, Wu Lan felt that although their generation is plain, the older generation and the younger generation are still quite characteristic.

It was Song Sancheng who listened silently for a long time, and then took out his fishing rod from the warehouse:

"How many people are fishing? When are you going to fish? I know a good place—"

Qiaoqiao was eating with a rice bowl, and suddenly said: "I know! Dad's good place is deep in the river beach, that curved place."

Song Sancheng smiled proudly: "Then you are wrong, it's not there. Using our family's earthworms to fish there, one catch is accurate, what fun is there?"

"Fishing, the point is a challenge!"

Qiaoqiao looked at him with a rice bowl, opened his mouth, and didn't say anything.

He didn't say it, but Old Song's person on the pillow didn't let him go: "It's that the fish in our river are too fine. If you don't dig good earthworms, they won't pay attention to you. You sit there every day, and you haven't cheated a small fish."

"Where did you change to now? You won't change to the outside of our river, right?"

When Song Tan contracted the river beach, she contracted this section deep in the valley.

The water flow here is deep and slow, the wind blows inward, the temperature is relatively stable, and the wind on the river is not so wild.

Whether it is pasture planting or animal husbandry, including fish, shrimp, and crabs, it is very suitable.

But driving a small boat around the valley, that is the public river section in front. The water surface there is much deeper and farther.

But because there are gentle slopes on both sides, it can also attract many fishing guys in previous years...

Wu Lan thought of this and couldn't help but sigh: "When you rode a bicycle to pick me up at home, you complained that it was tired and far. Now it's your turn to fish, you are willing to go anywhere..."

Song Sancheng was greatly wronged!

How can that be the same?!

Originally, it was a yellow mud road, uphill and downhill, both long and steep. Riding a bicycle, one person was terrified, let alone carrying someone.

Can it not be tired?

When pedaling uphill, he got down and pushed directly.

Now fishing is a bit farther, but there is an electric small boat at home! Vest set, driving the boat, sun umbrella, small stool, big water bottle, everything can be brought, and it doesn't cost effort!

But in short, fishing guys' things, how can these non-fishing people understand?

He hummed, deciding not to talk to Wu Lan again.

?? Coming, coming! A little bit of delay...