Chapter 487

At three o'clock sharp, Song Tan sent the three of them to the high-speed railway station on time.

At this moment, looking at her broken pickup truck, she couldn't help but sigh: "It's still a bit small, but fortunately the suitcases can be put in the truck bed."

One mentor and three graduate students, four people is just right.

To show respect, several waste paper boards were spread in the truck bed, just for fear of scratching the suitcases.

She looked at Qiao Qiao, who was full of excitement—he was wearing a peaked cap, with a heavy backpack on his suitcase (learning from Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun), and at this moment, he couldn't wait to wave at her:

"Sister, goodbye! I'll buy you pearls! Teacher Xin said there are many people selling pearls on the beach!"

Song Tan:...

"Okay, okay, I know... hurry up and enter the station."

After people left, she sat in the driver's seat and looked at the quiet underground parking lot, feeling a bit uncomfortable.

Sigh, since she came back, she hadn't been separated from Qiao Qiao for a day.

And on this side.

Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun took Qiao Qiao for a stroll around the high-speed railway station:

"Come, follow me to check the tickets—you have to put your documents in this position—if you don't know how, watch what the people in front do."

"If you still don't understand, don't be afraid, you can boldly ask others."

"This is facial recognition—right!"

"This is where they sell local specialties at the high-speed railway station, it's a bit more expensive than outside—come, there's a seat here, let's sit down and wait for the train..."

Zhang Yanping sat down.

People around cast their eyes over vaguely—

This is a quite distinctive combination.

The first one looks dark and strong, looking very hard to mess with, but he is very detailed and patient when explaining the high-speed railway station.

The one next to him has fair skin and a gentle appearance, quite steady, and often adds some details.

And the boy who is vaguely protected in the middle—should not be very old, with fair skin and pure eyes, looking around all the way, full of curiosity...

Is he a high school graduate?

Oh my, he looks really handsome!

Zhang Yanping looked at the big screen: "The train is estimated to arrive in 10 or 20 minutes. Let's eat something first."

Saying that, he took out the eggs first:

"Eat?"

Xin Jun hesitated for a moment: "Now?"

Lunch was already full, and they even gnawed two pieces of watermelon before leaving.

Zhang Yanping thought for a moment: "That's true—then let's have a peach per person first."

Xin Jun had no opinion on this. At this moment, he opened his backpack and took them out.

"Crunch!"

The three of them held the crisp peaches that were green with red, took a crunching bite, and the faint peach fragrance permeated this space. The aunt next to her couldn't help but turn her head, staring at the peaches without blinking.

Until she met Qiao Qiao's curious eyes—

!

!

The aunt instantly turned her head away.

But...

Where did they buy the peaches? They look so delicious!

Just as she was hesitating, she heard another person's voice:

"Young man, where did you buy these peaches? They look quite... quite..."

Quite delicious! The aunt connected in her heart.

"Quite fresh." The other party finally made an evaluation with restraint.

Qiao Qiao looked at the peaches: "Uncle, these are peaches grown by our family, they are already sold out! The supermarket is also sold out!"

"Eh?" The other party was disappointed but regained spirit: "Did they enter the supermarket?"

"Mm-hmm!" Qiao Qiao nodded proudly, and the old and young chatted enthusiastically soon.

However, he didn't lie.

The peaches from the twenty mu of land were picked for five days in total. The first day was only picked and not shipped, and the following days were transported to the warehouse overnight. Just like this, the supermarket's supply only stopped on the morning of the seventh day.

Boss Qian and Boss Wang didn't even have time to leave two more boxes for themselves, and they were directly sold out.

Not only did the two make a lot of money, but they also gained the precious friendship of the supermarket manager—no way, the fame of the peaches spread from ten to ten, and many new customers who had never entered their boutique supermarket came to apply for cards!

What does a supermarket want? Reputation and habits!

Such good peaches, no one else has them, only they have them... Can't this leave a powerful impression on customers?

Finally, the venue fee was not only heavily discounted, but the other party also urged them repeatedly to bring such good things over directly next time...

The two bosses have even reached a preliminary cooperation with Song Tan on chestnuts.

Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun looked at each other and didn't stop Qiao Qiao from chatting with people.

Although he is a bit silly, he has one very cute point—super obedient.

Song Tan instructed not to tell strangers about his privacy, and not to go to places with few people with strangers...

The latter point cannot be observed yet, but in terms of protecting privacy, listening to Qiao Qiao chatting with people for ten minutes, he didn't leak any information at all.

It was the two adults who listened silently, and now they know that this uncle is 47 years old this year, named Wei xx, lives near xx primary school in the old city of Yuncheng, in xx residential area, and there is a particularly large camellia under the unit building...

Until the voice broadcast "Train xxx is starting to enter the station—", this seemingly endless chat finally stopped.

Qiao Qiao pushed his suitcase joyfully and followed the crowd to queue. The uncle behind him was still reluctant:

"Hey little brother, you are also on this train, which carriage are you in? Are our seats close—oh my, so compatible! So compatible, hahaha!"

He laughed so loudly that Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun couldn't bear to look—

Uncle! You've been chatting for so long, didn't you notice any problems? Qiao Qiao didn't give a single direct answer!

He didn't even understand your questions very well!

However, his lips moved, but finally he just gave a thumbs up to Xin Jun beside him:

"Your tutoring—top level! Awesome!"

And on this side, Song Tan was organizing what she wanted to plant on her phone again, and then she received a call:

"Professor Song... yes, yes, yes, I am Song Tan... the car is in area c 173... a relatively old Brother Wu Ling pickup truck... saw it, saw it!"

She hurriedly turned on the lights and then got out of the car to greet them:

"Professor Song, right? Come, come, come, hard work along the way..."

Professor Song has dark skin, deep wrinkles on his face, and a very serious expression. The three students behind him, two men and one woman, are also not fair-skinned, all with good physiques, wearing neat long sleeves and trousers. As if as soon as the trouser legs are rolled up, they can go to the fields and mountains at any time...

This, this, this, this is more like a farmer than a farmer!

And at this moment, the group of people who saw Song Tan's appearance were also stunned—

Is this the appearance that a family that grows rice, grows peaches, feeds pigs, and feeds chickens can raise?

Looking at each other, Professor Song stopped in embarrassment.

A moment later, he pushed the suitcase and continued walking as if nothing had happened.

But after walking two steps, the suitcase was pulled by Song Tan again. While looking at them with a smile, she stepped on the tire and put the suitcase into the truck bed with one hand.

That posture, as if what was stuffed in their suitcase was straw!

The key is that she was still saying particularly sincere words:

"My car is a bit broken, but paper boards are padded under the suitcase, it won't be scratched..."