Chapter 61: Gained a Long-term Worker

Song Tan "puffed" and laughed.

She remembered that she promised Song Qiao Song Qiao to watch Ultraman for him, but because she had been too busy during this period, and everyone in the family was busy, this silly child threw Ultraman behind his head after having a few toys, and hadn't watched it yet!

Peppa finally kept its position.

Just then, she heard Eldest Aunt ask hesitantly:

"Tan Tan, look at your Zhang Yanping brother's build and frame, why don't you take him back to do farm work?"

"We don't care about anything else, just keep him in the mountains and let him work hard."

"If he doesn't perform well, don't give him food."

"Let him know how hard it is to earn money!"

The so-called spoiling a child is killing a child. Now the whole wholesale market knows that her son is not promising, and he hasn't even had a blind date in two years. Eldest Aunt was anxious and angry in her heart.

Hearing that her sister's family was farming—farming is good, hard work can temper people, and it's suitable for her son to be exposed to the sun!

Zhang Zhang Yanping, who was skillfully touching the box to take fruit, was instantly anxious: "Mom!"

Song Tan also had this idea in her heart—after all, Zhang Zhang Yanping was over 1.8 meters tall and looked strong. Isn't it a pity not to take a hoe or shovel?

Even if he wasn't used to it for a while, he would be a good laborer in the long run!

The two hit it off!

Song Tan promised: "Aunt, look when I haven't been reliable? Don't worry, Zhang Yanping brother will come home with me, and he definitely won't go hungry."

"But the work in the fields is quite heavy, don't feel distressed if he gets tanned."

However, even Eldest Uncle agreed: "Not distressed, not distressed, I'll be relieved if he can go out."

"Besides, who hasn't done farm work? Strength is a slave, it comes back after being used. He is so big, eating and drinking and playing games at home every day, it's better to go and exercise."

Zhang Zhang Yanping was about to die of anxiety, and was about to rush upstairs: "I'm not going—hey, hey, hey!"

But Song Tan grabbed his collar, and at this moment smiled: "It's noon, Aunt, I'll take Zhang Yanping brother back first. Eat a meal, adapt in the afternoon, and you can work tomorrow!"

"I'll take a video for you to see later!"

"Good, good, good!"

The hot potato son was thrown out, and looking at Tan Tan, who was small, but Zhang Zhang Yanping, who was grabbed by the collar, couldn't move at all!

The couple grinned from ear to ear, as if they could already see their son becoming a hard-working man with tough qualities.

Eldest Uncle hurriedly drilled into the warehouse again, and when Song Tan dragged the full-of-resistance Zhang Zhang Yanping into the car, there were several more boxes of fruit piled on the back of the car, and they were all expensive ones.

Song Tan locked the back door, looked at Zhang Zhang Yanping, who had a face of grievance, and said something very stimulating: "Zhang Yanping brother, look at you, working for our family for free, and Aunt still has to pay for the fruit."

Zhang Zhang Yanping was instantly quiet, the grievance expression disappeared, and a smile appeared on his white and fat face, making his dark circles look cute.

He skillfully took out his phone, charger, and earphones from his pocket:

"My mom will do this set, I've been prepared for a long time."

"Little girl, I'm your brother, I don't work, can your aunt eat me?"

Just finished speaking, Song Qiao Song Qiao in the passenger seat turned his head and looked at him happily: "Brother, I'll take you to dig the vegetable garden!"

Zhang Zhang Yanping:...

Song Tan also smiled without saying a word—once he enters the village, whether he works or not, it's not up to him.

Zhang Zhang Yanping was indeed a man who made Eldest Aunt feel troubled.

He started playing games as soon as he got in the car, his hands clicking so fast that they were almost residual images. Song Qiao Song Qiao in the passenger seat almost twisted his head off, and his curiosity was raised to the highest level.

Song Tan glanced at him: With such flexible hands, not picking tea is a waste!

However, this job is the easiest to slack off, so... a big man, still has to be solid physical work!

Song Qiao Song Qiao's vegetable garden work has a companion.

However, the game playing process only lasted for an hour. Next, the car turned to the mountain road, and the pickup truck's anti-bump function could be said to be almost non-existent.

The mountain road had eighteen bends, shaking left and right, bumping and knocking, even an immortal couldn't win the battle at this time.

Zhang Zhang Yanping stared at the screen until his eyes were dizzy, and finally could only lie flat helplessly:

"Tan Tan, why are you so unable to think, wanting to go home to farm?"

Song Tan also asked him: "Zhang Yanping brother, then why are you so unable to think, wanting to be disliked by Aunt at home?" After all, he is a 211 graduate!

Zhang Zhang Yanping said indifferently: "What do you know? Life in the world, enjoy it when you should. I have food and drink, and it's comfortable at home. Why do I have to be a bitter worker?"

"My mom just can't think, whether there is money or not, we live comfortably ourselves."

"She and my dad are obsessed with letting me take the civil service exam. In this day and age, taking the civil service exam is like thousands of troops crossing a single-plank bridge! You can't get in without connections. Even if you really get in, with our family's small household, I'm either going to the county to alleviate poverty or going to the countryside to work..."

He had a salty fish aura: "Anyway, I won't do it."

To be honest, who doesn't have this kind of enjoyment?

Song Tan nodded, having a count in her heart about this cousin's thoughts.

However, as soon as she returned home, she saw Wu Lan with a frosty face, and her own father Song Song Sancheng shrinking there soaking seeds, not even daring to raise his eyebrows.

Grandma was leading several tea pickers to weigh there, the green tender buds were packed in baskets, layer upon layer, how happy it was!

Several aunts from the same village who picked tea smiled: "Your family's tea leaves grew really well this year, such a small piece of land, we picked tea together, and didn't catch up with the growth."

"That's it!"

Wu Lan said loudly: "We took care of that tea land very carefully!"

Not really, it was just fertilized once half a month ago. Anyway, this land this year is uncertain, it's very mysterious.

Seeing that everyone was laughing and leaving, but the atmosphere in the house still didn't become harmonious.

Song Song Sancheng still didn't dare to speak, sitting there soaking seeds one by one, those who didn't know would think they were planting ginseng fruit.

Song Tan didn't rush to ask, but said loudly: "Mom, I brought Zhang Yanping brother back! Aunt said to let him work for our family."

Wu Lan rushed out, seeing this strong big guy, she laughed: "Zhang Yanping is here—oh my, don't listen to your mom, can I ask you to work when you come to me? We'll eat in a while."

Thinking about it, she felt a bit embarrassed:

"But Zhang Yanping, look, Tan Tan didn't notify, I didn't prepare vegetables—is it okay if we just eat some dumplings at noon?"

Zhang Zhang Yanping was picky about food, but he wasn't ignorant, so he nodded without hesitation.

"Okay, I'm not picky."

And Song Tan finally found a chance to ask: "Mom, what did Dad do?"

Mentioning this, Wu Lan was angry!

"Ask your dad! Took everything out of my refrigerator, and didn't put it back!"

"I just took the time to pick more than a jin of tea leaves, and when I came back, the dumplings were all melted and stuck together!"

If it weren't for this, they wouldn't be eating dumplings at noon—this thing is convenient to boil, just suitable for eating in the morning during farm work.