Chapter 374

Grandma Qi shook her head: "I just love to eat that soft and sticky fried rice."

Song Tan is not picky anyway: "Okay, after wrapping the mountain land next year, there will be more fields, plant whatever you want to eat."

"Millet can also come for two mu."

"And wheat, plant more this winter."

"By the way, Grandpa Qi, there are sorghum and corn planted at the foot of the back mountain, if you don't want to eat coarse grain rice later, take them all to brew wine."

"Okay!"

Grain wine, and it's brewed by himself, Grandpa Qi loves it too much!

He nodded repeatedly: "You say you, if I had known you had this ability to farm, why didn't you tell me when you didn't have enough money to wrap the mountain! I still have some old capital to lend you, you wrap a little more."

Song Tan smiled: "That won't do."

Not to mention anything else, at the beginning, her family took out sixty thousand yuan to farm, and she could hear Song Sancheng and his wife sighing at night.

Besides, the family didn't have so many hands at the beginning!

Song Tan pondered: "Wait until I sign the contract in the village, Secretary Xiao Zhu said she would help me pull strings during the Chinese New Year, to see if there are any young people returning to the village who want to stay at home to farm."

That way, the hands can turn around.

A few words, also caused Grandpa Qi's sorrow—his son...

Forget it.

Grandpa Qi forced himself to calm down: The person who supports him is right in front of him, so he can't be greedy.

Once a person is greedy, he won't get anything in the end.

And at this time, Wu Lan swept all the rice husks that had been raised before together, and then carried them to the back mountain with a familiar large red plastic bucket:

"Mom, are you feeding the pigs? I'll feed them, you rest."

Song Tan shouted hurriedly.

"No!"

Wu Lan waved her hand: "There are not many rice husks, I'll prepare a set of pillows tomorrow. I'll take these to feed the chickens."

The pillows at home used to be stuffed with this stuff!

Song Tan declined politely: "Don't, don't!"

Rice husk pillows are like buckwheat pillows, they are easy to get moldy and buggy if they are not often dried, she is not that diligent.

Wu Lan also laughed: "There is no shortage of pillows at home, what am I doing with that? Just teasing you—alright, you rest, I'm going to feed the chickens."

The chicks have been raised for several months, maybe they can lay eggs next month. Let these rice husks be for them to scratch and play with, and they can also be used as nests for laying eggs.

She walked away freely, the originally short and fat figure didn't know when it had thinned down, but the figure was much more vigorous, and the complexion was much more rosy than before.

Even... now during the busy farming season, she has the leisure to tease the grown-up children.

Song Tan looked at her back, and felt again that staying in the hometown to farm was really the best thing.

The rice was simmering in the pot, and the wooden pot lid couldn't block this seductive fragrance at all.

After drinking the rice soup, everyone sweated profusely and comfortably, couldn't help but go out and smell it twice, and then drank a mouthful of tea with hungry stomachs—

Good fellow, the stomach felt even more bland, and the sound of gurgling came one after another.

Sitting there at this moment, saliva was spreading continuously.

Until night fell, Song Sancheng and Song Youde happily transported several baskets of rice back on his electric scooter. And Wu Lei was holding a sickle with his head hanging, his shoulders slumped, walking back step by step, like an old zombie...

"Is it time for dinner?"

The classmates in the living room sat up from their dying illness, and lay directly in front of the window!

Wu Lei, who was tired and hungry, didn't know everyone's expectations for them at all.

He suffered torture all afternoon today, and at this moment he numbly returned to the courtyard, just put down the sickle, and climbed directly to the third floor holding the railing of the stairs.

Song Tan also asked: "Brother Wu Lei, should I send the meal up to you?"

He wanted to raise his hand to say okay, but felt his arms and waist were about to break, and at this moment could only respond in a low voice with bitter tears.

Not to mention anything else, he just wanted to wash clean happily now, and then bury his head in the bed and sleep until he was dizzy.

If he could not wash, it would be even better.

But forget it, he couldn't afford to lose that sloppy face in front of Qiaoqiao.

And at this moment, Grandpa Qi quickly mixed the remaining cold dishes, and finally it was time to eat!

Everyone didn't waste a minute to push and give, and went directly into the dining room and sat down!

At this moment, they were just short of knocking on the bowls and waiting for food.

Song Youde originally said he would come to eat tomorrow, but couldn't move his legs when he smelled the fragrance of rice. Song Tan had to call Qiaoqiao to pick up Grandma—there was another table for the family to eat in the kitchen, which didn't affect anything.

Song Tan held the rice bowl, intending to go to the dining room to accompany the old classmates to fulfill the friendship of the landlord, but as soon as she entered, she saw that everyone had already started eating!

Any small talk before the meal, lively chatting while eating, including persuading to drink and clinking drinks...

None of them.

At this moment, everyone was burying their heads, eating with a slurping sound. Where is this a restaurant?

It is clearly another pig farm!

But... pretty good.

Song Tan also sat down happily, and then ate a big mouthful of rice with satisfaction—this rice is really white, really fragrant, really delicious!

Sitting beside her was the class monitor, who was eating and sobbing at this moment: "Song Tan, Song Tan, your life is so good, why were you so low-key when you were in school? As long as you said the food at home was this taste, would I be a son-in-law if I came to the door?"

"Don't worry, there will absolutely be no Dragon King returning after three years, woo woo woo..."

"I don't dare!" Song Tan laughed: "If you go back, I'm afraid your parents will beat you to the door."

In their small place, the elderly still value this kind of thing very much.

The female classmate next to her was also eating with satisfaction and wanting to burst into tears: "Exactly! If I had known your family's things were so delicious, I would have been your iron sister when I was in school! We eat, live, and sleep together, and return to your home together..."

Wu Qianqian barely regained her sanity after fiercely digging into half a bowl of rice, and then proudly "hummed":

"Song Tan, I will buy 20 jin of this rice when I leave, tell me the number."

At worst, go ask her dad for it.

Song Tan was stunned, then looked at Qianqian who had regained her wealth with a smile, and then sighed regretfully: "No, the rice hasn't been threshed yet."

"And you have seen the rice planted this year, there is only so much, and our family has many people and can eat, and it's not enough for ourselves, so we don't sell it at all."

Once this was said, it was like a bolt from the blue, shaking the whole dining table into silence!

For a long time, the class monitor also had tears in his eyes: "Really not selling?"

"Really not."

Song Tan shook her head helplessly: "Just say, how much is the harvest of these two mu of land? Look at your appetite, our family is also this appetite. Not enough to eat!"

A group of people who had never done farm work, even if they didn't understand anything, calculated in their hearts, and knew that one meal definitely ate a lot.

But... but this rice is really delicious, woo woo woo!

For a time, everyone felt the same pain.