Chapter 462

Peach packing is an assembly line process.

Aunt Lianhua and Until Wu Lan are responsible for wrapping the sponge sleeves, Qiaoqiao and Teacher Xin Jun stuff them into boxes, Song Tan sticks the tape with a 'clack-clack', and Zhang Yanping and Brother Xiao Zhang are responsible for sticking labels and verifying...

Song Sancheng went to the fields to help with rice transplanting and hasn't returned yet. As for Grandma and Grandpa, they are currently weaving straw mats at Grandpa's place to earn money; they are so spirited every day that they don't even care for the small job of packing peaches...

And so, Teacher Teacher Xin Jun, needless to say, has also entered the battlefield.

Fortunately, there's no heavy labor, and everyone working together in an assembly line doesn't feel tired.

Soon, boxes were stacked up in piles, and time flew by.

Summer evenings are exceptionally long; at five o'clock, the sun is still hanging brightly in the sky, and the afterglow shines on the face, making the cheeks turn red in no time.

Brother Xiao Zhang was a bit anxious: "I have to leave for the city at six o'clock, otherwise I won't make it to the sorting center, and the express deliveries won't go out tonight."

Song Tan looked at the boxes: "It's fine, we'll make it!"

As she spoke, she walked directly to Until Wu Lan's side, picked up a peach, and quickly started packing...

Zhang Yanping patted the pile beside him: "20 boxes. You added a few boxes in the morning message, and I calculated the money at 50 for you."

Not to mention anything else, having been home for so long, how many video calls has that Wu Lei received?

The only thing that hasn't changed is his desire to earn a down payment.

Usually, not doing work doesn't affect progress, but if you don't work these few days, it will delay a lot of things! Moreover, the online store orders are complicated, nothing more than tea, white fungus, dried cowpeas, pickled cowpeas, chili sauce, etc., which isn't strenuous.

Song Tan didn't notice, but instead, her eyes lit up, and her whole person became passionate: "Right! Wu Lei hasn't seen rice transplanting yet! I have to show him, what if he gets inspiration for his topic?"

He slapped his thighs desperately.

Song Tan chuckled, flipped the camera without a word, aimed it at her own thighs, and then stepped onto the ridge—

The brilliance in Song Tan's eyes also gradually faded with the ringing of the bell...

He could only subtly point out: "Song Tan, you've changed so much compared to before; you can even persist through such hard work as rice transplanting. If Wu Lei knew, wouldn't he feel heartbroken?"

Song Sancheng was speechless!

Wu Lei was startled, hurriedly flipped the phone onto the table, and it took a long time before he picked it up again: "What are you calling for?"

Song Sancheng hasn't done this work for many years, and now he only feels that his waist isn't his own. Looking at Song Tan, who was constantly pounding her waist, he couldn't help but sigh—

The more she spoke, the more annoyed she became, but Song Tan didn't notice, and suddenly said "Ah!" at this moment.

Not to mention young people nowadays, who can live without a mobile phone?

Everyone stood in the courtyard to stretch their waists and legs, while Boss Qian held a cup of hot tea and greeted them eagerly, eyes full of expectation:

Finally!

Song Tan stood up straight, disappointed: "Wu Lei has been busy with livestream topics recently, often staying up late, it's very hard... We haven't spoken for several days."

The child's personality isn't bad, and he's not so restless now, but why is he so stubborn?

Finally!

If you ask, he's busy and hasn't looked at his phone.

"Oh, rice fields."

After a long while, he fished out a rotting thin wooden stick from the floating water surface and picked out something soft and limp:

Brother Xiao Zhang hurried into the car, watching the two cars drive out one after another, while Zhang Yanping sighed:

Song Sancheng couldn't even stand these words himself—he's a grown man, why is he worrying about this!

"It doesn't matter."

"Alright, all the peaches sold in the livestream today are here!"

Lili counted: "Adding yours, Brother Xiao Zhang, and the two boxes for Old Zhao here, plus one box for Old Zhao's nephew Zhao Hao... that's 327 boxes in total."

Zhang Yanping slapped the last shipping label on:

She wasn't very interested: "There's nothing in rice fields that can be promoted, and the monetization channels are too narrow. Besides, the popularity of farm work has passed..."

He was resentful.

As he spoke, he washed his hands in the water ditch nearby and wiped them on his body; you couldn't see the pretentious look of someone who had just arrived anymore.

Song Tan thought for a moment: "What about the boxes of peaches that Secretary Zhu let out this afternoon?"

Ah, right, the big watermelon brought back in the evening, after a simple rinse, is still in the refrigerator.

One sound, another sound, and another.

"Tired, right? Oh, I said don't sell it via livestream, look, it's not cost-effective, eat some watermelon and rest? It's iced, it should be about right, right?"

The video call connected!

And the sun hasn't set yet, there are so many people here, it won't take long.

Song Tan said with surprise: "Wu Lei, don't be annoyed, I just want you to see what I look like working now!"

Rice transplanting was still hired out to workers this time; several people worked for a day, and now only this small corner is left.

The ringing of the video call echoed in the vast fields.

Song Sancheng:...

Unfortunately, there's no time to pack.

He could only make it clear: "Sometimes sending messages is useless, you have to let Wu Lei see what kind of hardship you're enduring! Even if you're busy, can't you say a word? Come, come, make a video call and see! Let Wu Lei know what kind of work you're doing now."

Wandering around the whole village, whoever hasn't played cards or worked in the fields, who doesn't hold a phone to scroll through TikTok and watch TV?

Oh my.

"Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa!"

It all matched up!

Lili laughed.

That unpromising Song Tan!

And the longing for Wu Lei.

"Look! Wu Lei! It's a leech!" Wu Lei said calmly: "Let's work overtime at night. It just so happens I'm negotiating business with someone at night, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to spare time to pack express deliveries tomorrow."

Wu Lei's voice came through: "Why are you video calling again? I told you I'm very annoyed recently."

Lili:...

Oh my goodness!

"Okay!"

And just like that, Wu Lei said he didn't look at his phone, and the silly boy actually believed it!

The work of rice transplanting is so hard; it's not that you can't suffer, but at least do it for someone worth it! At least someone who knows how to feel heartbroken for you!

But in the end, this is his own child.

"Also, let me show you the rice fields! See if it can inspire your inspiration!"

"There are still many new orders in the online store today, adding up to over 300, and 15 straw mats have been sold, the inventory is cleared, and we have to weave for another day tomorrow to have enough..."

Zhang Yanping didn't intend to be lazy.

People on the mountain are busy picking peaches, people in the courtyard are busy packing, and in the rice fields, Song Tan is also busy.

Song Sancheng looked at his head full of love, and didn't even want to speak.

At that time, the inspectors were in a hurry to leave, so she gave them the boxes she had packed first.

Honestly, after nearly a month of training, although his skin is dark, his build is much sturdier. The slight flabbiness he had before has disappeared, and although he still isn't as good as an old hand at work, he's already looking the part.

"Over there."