Chapter 1819
The day Zhang Zhang Hongshener set off was Saturday, and it was a cause for celebration—it didn't rain in the morning.
Although the sky was still overcast, there was no rain falling directly on the mountain, and many tasks could be continued. Weeding, pest control, sterilization and protection, picking and pruning...
The whole village became lively again.
And Song Tan was holding a bowl early in the morning, eating the steaming hot hand-pulled noodles made by Seventh Cousin, listening to Song Qiao Song Qiao happily reporting his work...
Well, it was also quite beautiful.
It's just that Wu Lan felt sorry for him.
"This child, I told him to go play at Officer Xiao Yang's house, why did he start working again without a word? He really doesn't know how to enjoy life..."
Song Tan was very casual: "Children have plenty of energy. If you let them play at home, what can they play? It's better to go out and run around, sunbathe, and gain more knowledge."
Besides, is what he does at Officer Xiao Yang's house called farm work?
Like that time he picked daylilies, he plucked a whole bag and happily finished the live stream.
He must have gone strolling everywhere else afterward.
Picking cotton was the same; he plucked so much and then drove the big machine.
Song Qiao Song Qiao's face was flushed with excitement, and he could even help Officer Xiao Yang sell goods.
Look at the video this morning; Song Qiao Song Qiao was overflowing with happiness—he was going to change farm machinery again, and today he was going to experience the harvester!
Not the small ones like at home, but the big ones! The multi-row ones! Rumbling along, harvesting and threshing several ridges of rice all at once!
"... Now we are harvesting the double-cropping rice! Sister, the double-cropping rice here is different from ours. After harvesting, the field is plowed again, and seedlings are planted again."
And their family, taking advantage of the convenience of early film-covered seedling cultivation every year, grows "rice grandchildren."
That is, after the first crop of rice is harvested, the stems are left longer so that the second section of seedlings can sprout directly.
Otherwise, plowing and planting again in an era that relies entirely on manpower, the time for the second crop of rice wouldn't connect at all.
However, the harvest of this second crop is far less than the first.
Because growing grain doesn't earn money, when Song Tan was young, this kind of double-cropping rice that relied entirely on manpower to force it was already gradually being phased out.
It's just that now the rice at home is too delicious, and the plots have their own plans, so they arranged it again.
"And their wheat! After harvesting the rice here, we are going to harvest the wheat. They grow spring wheat here!"
There is also winter wheat.
But winter wheat has long been harvested by now, and what can wait for Song Qiao Song Qiao to drive the harvester to harvest is spring wheat, also called late wheat.
However, although there is such a large place, Officer Xiao Yang's pseudo-rural life is still a bit different from his.
Song Qiao Song Qiao shared excitedly: "I asked Officer Xiao Yang if he stole wheat ears to roast and eat when he was a child, and he said no..."
Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one in the fields at noon, children would steal a few stalks of wheat, roast the wheat grains in front of the stove, and chew them with a crunchy, fragrant sound.
These were childhood pleasures that only existed when there was nothing to eat or living conditions were poor. Officer Xiao Yang's family has such a large farm, with one here and one there; if he wants to eat wheat, does he need to steal it?
But no one told Song Qiao Song Qiao this truth seriously.
Only Officer Xiao Yang was scratching his head over there, regretting it immensely:
"Hey, Song Qiao Song Qiao, it's all my fault for knowing you too late! No one taught me such an interesting thing. My playmates when I was a child didn't go to the fields either."
"Right?" Song Qiao Song Qiao was very solemn:
"Then I'll teach you now. You can try next year; you can steal them to burn when the wheat is still green—but, but don't steal too much."
"My mother said that farming is very hard work. If you steal three or five stalks, no one will say anything. If you steal too much, you'll be scolded..."
One taught seriously, and the other took it very seriously. Not to mention that Song Tan listened warmly, Wu Lan was also happy in her heart.
Why not say that there are many guests and relatives who come and go, so why is Officer Xiao Yang so likable?
"Then are you still live streaming today?"
Seeing the two's topic drifting further and further away, Song Tan quickly pulled it back.
Song Qiao Song Qiao shook his head: "The harvester is very loud. Today we have to harvest wheat and rice, the task is very heavy, and there is no time to stop and keep teaching the little friends. But Officer Xiao Yang said he would help me take videos."
"When we go back, we'll post the videos to the account, and the little friends will know what I'm doing."
The siblings chatted for a long time, and Professor Song ate his second bowl of noodles on the side, feeling quite happy:
"Song Qiao Song Qiao has grown up."
This growing up doesn't mean growth in age, but growth in his thinking.
His thinking ability is sharper, and his logic is complete. In some respects, he is already a person who can communicate normally (although the communication is a bit too direct).
But what remains unchanged is his innocent background.
Perhaps it's because he hasn't felt the pain of growing up, and he does have a deficiency in this regard, but precisely because of this, the innocence he always maintains makes people cherish it even more.
Isn't that the truth.
Professor Song's plain sentence, Wu Lan heard it, and for some reason, her nose felt sour.
"Yes." Before last year, had she ever thought that the future would be so stable?
Money gives people confidence, and the increasing savings made Wu Lan feel more and more at ease.
But more importantly, it was Song Qiao Song Qiao's growth, the skills he learned, and the success of his own live streaming career.
Teacher Tang praised their family before, saying something about fishing...
She could understand it; it was just that meaning!
Her Song Qiao Song Qiao could also live a very, very good life.
And at this moment, the happy brothers were facing a new round of panic.
To be precise, it was Officer Xiao Yang's unilateral panic.
Thanks to the express delivery that hadn't arrived yet, he had eaten the things his dad had hidden, and then signed for such a large box...
Let's just say, the whole summer vacation became incredibly delicious with Song Qiao Song Qiao's arrival.
And now, with the rice harvest, he was suddenly terrified:
"Song Qiao Song Qiao, I have to report to school on the 20th of next month! Military training starts as soon as I enter school. Do you know what military training is?"
He found a few training videos on how hard and sweaty it was in the military parade on the spot—
"Look! I'm going to live this kind of, er, this kind of... life similar to this!"
Song Qiao Song Qiao stared at it with wide eyes, very focused, and after watching it, he suddenly asked:
"Officer Xiao Yang, do you also have to wear clothes and boots like this? They look so good! Will you be this tall when you wear them?"
The people inside were so hard-working and amazing, they felt taller than him. Is this the aura the sister mentioned?
Officer Xiao Yang was hurt instantly!
This is probably the price of lies T_T
He stammered: "When I'm living this hard life at school, can you send me more delicious food?"
"When the holiday comes, I'll take you to the amusement park here for a few days! We'll play together!"
End of Chapter
