Chapter 933

Song Tan didn't know that Yu Yan's words connected the two sisters. She just collected a few thousand yuan, packed radishes and cabbage in burlap bags, and then stuffed them into the trunk. Only then did the family happily send the reporter away.

When the car was out of sight, Wu Lan was annoyed: "Oh! I just gave a few dogs a bath yesterday, and I didn't ask them to line up and take a good picture!"

Song Tan couldn't laugh or cry: "If you didn't take it, you didn't take it. There are quite a few photos and videos in our mobile phone, and they also took some empty shots of a few dogs..."

It was the video that was edited and post-produced for a week. Next Monday, they will go to receive the award—after all, there are only a few cats and dogs, and their family has a fault gap. It is called 【evaluation】, but there is really no process to go through... The city can't allocate any funds...

"Don't take bean buns as not food." Professor Song was very satisfied: "With this award in hand, I will let Yan Ran organize the form later, and you will be a candidate recognized by the official side."

Now all places attach great importance to the three rural issues. With the municipal government as an endorsement, other aspects of the review will accelerate a lot, which can save a lot of things out of thin air.

Secretary Xiao Zhu handles things, and still has a pattern.

Song Tan was curious: "How long will the review take? Don't catch up with the two days of pig killing and force me to go to the imperial capital to participate in the evaluation?"

"No." Professor Song was very confident, "If there are no accidents, it should be after New Year's Day—it won't be delayed. You are already in the status of re-examination. Winter has transportation impact, and their speed will be very fast."

Song Tan felt relieved: "It hasn't been long, no wonder I was specifically avoided from letting us shoot the shed today... Is it because I was afraid of leaking the news in advance?"

"It's ripe! It's ripe, it's ripe, it's ripe! The strawberries are ripe and the taste is rich and spicy!"

And then broke it in half, gestured for a long time, and handed the shorter half to Song Tan: "Eat?"

It seems that the earliest ripening strawberries can't reach themselves, and cucumbers can be casual.

Moreover, the land is not his.

Professor Song also looked serious: "You have to keep an eye on it to see if it can be picked."

He tried to walk two steps into the strawberry field, but didn't expect that there were too many people in front, and he didn't take his turn for a while. He simply stretched out his hand to grab the cucumber on the shelf beside him and twisted it, his palm nimbly brushed along the cucumber skin, and the thorns on the outside were almost brushed away.

But the watermelon obviously can't be eaten today, but the strawberries can be picked now. Xin Jun immediately carried the basket: "I'll pick it, I'll pick it!"

And Teacher Tang stood up: "I also want to go in and see."

Grandma Tang's face was tight: "I also want to eat."

"Only the seeds are red!"

"And this snow rabbit strawberry tastes soft, the front tone is like yellow peach, it is quite popular in the high-end market. And because of the meat quality, it has more advantages in transportation than local strawberries."

It is the dense large seeds on the skin that have turned small red. Such a large one, it is really cute after watching it for a long time.

Also showed him pictures—small, white, and pitiful strawberries, not as good as the white-to-pink snow rabbit that is big, fat, and cute in front of his eyes!

Eating watermelon around the stove in winter, how cool!

It's just that Professor Song wanted to try to keep seeds, and he didn't let it be picked for the past two days! Now I'm afraid it's all ripe?

"How about this, after I take the seeds, the fruit meat inside is still good, you eat this."

Professor Song hurriedly went to see: "Oh! It really is!" The small label inserted after the discovery yesterday is still there. The strawberry looks bigger than yesterday just by the naked eye, the only regret is...

Xin Jun sighed, looking like a big adult: "I know! Teacher Song, you have said it many times—but can you really plant small red strawberries next year? You also discussed with your sister to plant alpine strawberries before."

Ah, this question is very difficult for Professor Song to answer—foreign seed technology is indeed ahead of us, and I also want to see if the seeds are stable enough.

People like to join in the fun. In the end, even Zhang Zhang Yanping and Song Tan followed. So many people squeezed into the shed, and the space that was already slightly relaxed became even more cramped.

"Eat it!" Song Qiao Song Qiao laughed: "This was originally left for our own family to eat. If you want to eat, pick it yourself—Brother Zhang Yanping, pick one for me too."

Song Qiao Song Qiao:...

"Don't toss, just hold it out with your hands."

"Ah... speaking of this, Professor Song stammered: "Just... the shed is quite fragrant, I'm afraid they will go in and can't stand the test, affecting our final screening of the fruit."

But as long as you see the round green striped watermelon, no one is willing to move it again.

Song Qiao Song Qiao saw it and was happy: "There seem to be three strawberries ripe in total. You carry such a big basket, do you want them to roll inside?"

So I had to change the subject: "Then let's look at the deep red strawberries that are deeper than the small red ones this year. I remember that there is one ripe in the real red beauty, you find where the label is?"

"Well, it's really fragrant—keeping seeds is not urgent for a while, how about I taste it first?"

It's fragrant! The strawberry is ripe individually. Although there are only one or two, the mature fragrance is in the closed shed... how tempting!

And Zhang Zhang Yanping took a deep breath: "I can really smell a faint strawberry fragrance!"

Song Tan:... "Eat."

Thinking about who is the owner, I coaxed stiffly:

That's too happy!

But isn't it fragrant! The strawberries are ripe individually. Although there are only one or two, the mature fragrance is in the closed shed... how tempting!

And Zhang Zhang Yanping took a deep breath: "I can really smell a faint strawberry fragrance!"

Professor Song laughed and squatted down, hurriedly drawing a big round cake for him: "This year is for evaluation. The market recognition of special strawberries is not high, which is not conducive to your family taking the boutique route, so I didn't choose it."

"No, no, no!" Professor Song was anxious: "The strawberry seed sowing germination success rate is not high, and it is very slow. This kind of seed is afraid that it will take two months to see green. If you eat it now, it will delay another month!"

Watermelon vines are planted in the corner, and now the vines are spreading and expanding, and the trenches of the strawberry field are almost filled by them.

And Xin Jun was happy in the strawberry field:

But looking around, the strawberries in front of him are really not ripe!

If you want to go, go, the shed is not locked.

"Can, can, can!" Professor Song was also excited: "You pay attention, don't step on the watermelon vines on the edge."

Even Grandma Tang, who is so reserved, has to sigh at this moment: "Why is it still not ripe?"

Song Qiao Song Qiao looked forward to it: "Can I pick it now?"

Xin Jun still wanted to see the small red strawberries, but unfortunately the two planted this year, one deep red and one snow white, only ripe, and only individual ones had a slight pink color.