Chapter 285: Border Express

The person in charge lost his face, didn't even have the face to pick cherries, and hurriedly grabbed about two jin and scurried back to the construction shed.

Looking up again, he saw a guy squatting vicissitudes in the shed, and he was startled:

"What are you doing? Isn't the work done? Why haven't you left yet?!"

The excavator guy looked painful: "Brother, you don't understand, since I'm here, I'm not reconciled if I don't eat a meal—"

Turning his head and sniffing: "What are you holding?"

The person in charge's heart jumped, and he hurriedly carried the bag behind his back: "Nothing, your work is done, hurry back, I'll call you if there's work."

The guy looked at him like this, couldn't help but lean over: "There must be something!"

And then a flash of inspiration: "Brother, did you go to pick cherries?"

"Give me one to eat!"

Good heavens, he is a foreman after all, how come the young guy doesn't know how to respect!

The person in charge looked painful, and it took a long time before he grabbed a cluster of three fleshy cherries from the bag and handed it over.

Just thinking that if this guy wanted more, how should he refuse, but saw the other party had already tasted the flavor, and at this moment sighed:

"It's this taste! It's so delicious! How can I be reconciled if I don't eat a meal?"

"Brother, you clearly like it too, I said to discuss food with his family, you still weren't happy..."

The person in charge's heart jumped.

"What do you mean by this?" His family only has cherries that grow well, right?

"How is that possible?"

The excavator guy glanced at him: "I told you, I opened a peach forest on the back mountain, the peach trees must not be bad either. And their family, whether it's the wild vegetables in the field or anything in the garden, everything is particularly delicious."

"The few days I worked, he sighed, his expression melancholy: "... I don't know how good the days were."

Person in charge:...

He looked at this bag of cherries hesitantly.

Just, cherries are so delicious, the food...

At this moment, he carried the plastic bag and walked out:

"I suddenly remembered that there was a point in the design drawing of this house that hadn't been discussed clearly, I have to go and ask in person."

Walking halfway, he turned back again, took the car key, put the cherries in the car, and planned to eat them after eating. And then took out a cigarette—

It's true, he builds houses for so many people, other families are the masters who come to hand him cigarettes. When it's this family's turn, he has to send it out himself...

Delicious things are really amazing!

Just about to close the car door, he saw the excavator guy leaning on the door: "Brother, take me along, I'll leave after eating this meal, I'll definitely leave!"

Person in charge:...

However, halfway there, he couldn't help but ask: "You are about the same age as this client's sister and brother, you call me brother, they call me uncle, I call people's dad old brother, this generation is not quite right!"

The excavator guy looked at him hesitantly: "Brother, is it because you look too anxious?"

"Look at you, your skin is dark, there are many wrinkles on your face, and you are slowly getting fat, looking several years older. Look at my Uncle Song just now, spirited, that hair is black and shiny, the whole person looks much stronger than you—how can the girl be embarrassed to call you brother?"

Person in charge:...

Such a big guy, how come he grew a mouth!

At the same time, Seventh Great-Uncle's son Song Shuliang also received his express delivery.

This side belongs to the non-free shipping area, this package was spent a lot of money by Seventh Great-Uncle, and it fell into his hands after several twists and turns.

He is already 40 years old this year, and his two daughters are also in their teens, and it has been almost ten years since he returned to his hometown.

Now looking at the package from his hometown, the nostalgic mood far exceeds the curiosity about the contents of the package.

It just happened that the two children came back chasing each other, holding a big watermelon in their hands.

In May and June, there are not many fruits ripe at the border, just apricots, grapes, fragrant pears, and watermelons, and every family doesn't lack these.

Instead, seeing the express delivery, the two children were quite surprised.

"Dad, what did you buy?"

They belong to the non-free shipping area here, buying things online, and finally it's over because of the postage problem.

Now suddenly there is such a big package, it's really fresh.

Song Shuliang took the watermelon: "You guys dismantle it, Grandpa sent it."

"Yeah!"

The two children called out in surprise.

They have grown up so big, and haven't seen Grandpa yet!

It's really that the journey is long, Song Shuliang went back when the children were young, but it wasn't convenient to bring the two children, so he didn't bring them.

Fortunately, technology has been developed in recent years, video red envelopes and so on, which didn't make the children too unfamiliar with Grandpa.

Now, when they dismantled the package and saw the things wrapped inside, they first exclaimed, and then felt a little slightly disappointed.

"Why did Grandpa send honey? Our honey here is very good!"

"Qiaolepang, this is Grandpa's heart."

Song Shuliang's wife walked out with a watermelon knife, she is a mixed-race girl, her eyes are very big, very beautiful, her father is a border person, and her mother is also from outside like Song Shuliang, and finally stayed here too.

Therefore, the two children not only have Chinese names, but also names in the border area.

The eldest daughter Qiaolepang giggled, and dismantled the rest with her sister:

"Dad, this is such a big bag! What is it?"

But it's not very heavy, otherwise the postage would be very expensive!

Song Shuliang came to look: "This is white fungus."

He looked at the slightly yellow white fungus that wasn't very uniform, smelled it, and then laughter rippled in his eyes—sure enough, with his dad's picky nature, the quality of the things sent over would definitely not be bad.

Instead, another daughter Afu was curious: "Why is it different from what is sold in the market?"

This one is smaller and not so round and good-looking.

Song Shuliang touched her head: "Because this is better quality linden white fungus, the taste is better than the market."

"Stew white fungus soup tonight? Soak the white fungus first."

His wife walked over: "I'll find a video of stewing soup on Tremolo."

There is a lot of meat here, and not many sweet soups are eaten, so to be safe, look at Tremolo.

"Okay!"

Song Shuliang took the opportunity to unscrew the honey: "Taste the honey your grandpa sent, maybe it's better than ours here."

The fresh fragrance of honey dispersed in this dry air. The two girls sniffed, and then holding the glass bottle, sat aside obediently.

Looking at the bottom of the box, there were two boxes of simple packaging tea leaves.

Song Shuliang was really surprised this time.

Away from home for many years, even if he doesn't care about the desire for food, it's hard not to miss the taste of his hometown now.

Of course, whether he can get used to eating it is another matter.

It's just that eating big chunks of meat here, day after day, it's still a bit greasy. Before, it was the hometown tea his dad specifically got, not famous, but good enough to drink.

Now come two big boxes, it must be this year's new tea!

He couldn't wait to dismantle the packaging.