Chapter 979: Pickled Cabbage

Secretary Zhu hurriedly gave everyone a look, so the group of people got back into the car with a swoosh.

And after the car started, she got out of the car again, took the pickled radish from Song Qiao Song Qiao's hand: "Song Qiao Song Qiao, can you help us fish out a basin of pickled cabbage? I'll bring Grandpa and the brothers to eat after they change clothes."

"Okay!" Song Qiao Song Qiao nodded: "Do the brothers have a big appetite? Is it okay if I use that big stainless steel basin?"

They pickled several big jars of vegetables this year, so they didn't lack any at all.

Secretary Zhu took a bite of the pickled radish, which was both crispy and had a tough texture, and made a difficult choice: "That's not necessary... We still have to eat dinner later!"

And when she sat in the car with half a pickled radish, Old Zhu on her side immediately reached out: "It smells really strong! Let me have a taste."

"Wait, wait..." Secretary Zhu turned her head and stuffed the radish into her mouth in three or two bites, mumbling: "Wait until we change clothes, then you'll have some. I've already bitten this radish!"

Old Zhu stared at her bulging cheeks, his saliva surged, and finally he sat back angrily.

Zhu Jun chewed while humming at him: "You're still angry, I should be the one who's angry! I stood on the side of the road as such a big living person, and you didn't even recognize me... Am I still your own granddaughter?"

Old Zhu quickly shifted the blame: "Little Du drove too fast, I didn't see it."

"Little Jun, you said we brought a lot of things this time, can we exchange for a few more jin of liquor when we leave?"

Secretary Zhu sighed: "The Song family's aunt and uncle don't know how to return favors. Who would think of us being on the mountain out of the blue? Just treat it as coming to play."

But what Secretary Zhu said seemed to be dissatisfaction, and she asked everyone:

No one here would guess the spring that blends in spiritual energy from time to time, and the spiritual energy surging in the gurgling water in the ditch is rare and dispersed. They only think the air on the mountain is good, which is worth a trip from thousands of miles away.

Secretary Zhu shook her head: "What to give? 40 yuan a pair, if I really give it, my aunt will turn her face."

Old Zhu and the others didn't have any thoughts about the clothes, so they nodded casually: "We borrowed the clothes, do you have any more at home? Or Little Jun, you can tell us how much money."

"Because it's been hidden for a long time, there's no punchy strength, so drinking it this time won't make you fall down directly."

"That's fine." Secretary Zhu waved her hand: "Grandpa goes up the mountain and down the land, that clothes are hard to wash, just wear leather cotton pants."

Speaking of this, she also became proud, and at this moment secretly sent a message to Zhu Jun, and only after seeing the reply did she pretend to sigh:

"Oh my!" Secretary Zhu glared at him: "Why don't you understand? You must perform better than them! Otherwise, it won't show us!"

"Yes." Little Du nodded: "The mountain village here hasn't been developed yet, but the air quality is good, and the old man doesn't wheeze much here."

Song Tan sighed: "Grandpa, if you still don't think about it, can you exchange for a few more jin of meat when you leave!"

It's really not wrong to find a few low-profile license plates when leaving.

You said that the liquor is called a good one now! Xie Jia said it was stored in their cellar, and they would open a jar for everyone on the pig-slaughtering feast day.

After speaking, she climbed to the back seat: "Little Du, I won't tell you anything else, but on the day of the pig-slaughtering feast, you help pull a pig leg or something, maybe we can get a little more than others."

"As for those on the mountain, they are all kinds of vegetables."

I have been with Grandpa for many years, and Song Tan is also familiar with me. At this moment, I said proudly: "That's it! Look at what I eat every day—by the way, Little Du, have you hidden the liquor from before?"

"If it doesn't work, two bags of radishes are also good."

Old Zhu also nodded: "Yes, yes, yes! These are all good places discovered by my good granddaughter, and they can't be taken advantage of by those few. Little Du, you kill the pig well."

"Zhu Jun bought dozens of them, ready to send them to the elderly in the village for the New Year, so it doesn't matter if we don't have these few... At worst, we'll wash them clean after you leave."

Her grandfather on the side let out a heavy breath.

People always have some problems when they get old. Old Zhu's body is not very strong, otherwise he wouldn't have gone up the mountain.

And Secretary Zhu flipped through the leather cotton pants piled on the side: "There are seven pairs in total... Little Du, did you bring thick clothes?"

It has to be said, it's really delicious!

And now that the car is going up the mountain, he is also quite pleasantly surprised: "Indeed, just got out of the car, the air is cold. But the chest is bright and comfortable."

Old Zhu heard this, and his eyes were about to shine:

Speaking of this, Old Zhu was still angry: "I drank it all! Such good liquor is just put in a mineral water bottle, that's purely wasting things. Besides, you drink a jin of liquor for two months, that life is more miserable than in '80."

There is no rearview mirror in the car, Little Du can't see the expressions of the two in the back seat, but just listening to the voice, he knows the atmosphere is relaxed, and he is rarely happy at this moment:

Secretary Zhu finally swallowed all the radishes, and at this moment, the unique sour taste of pickled vegetables remained in her mouth. After carefully savoring it, she wanted to eat it again.

Little Du, who doesn't know how to kill a pig:...

Killing a pig is still quite fresh for Little Du. At this moment, he nodded: "Understood. We will all go to help."

Old Li got out of the car and let out a deep breath, then looked into the distance.

"Little Jun, you are really different from before."

"Little Du, don't be reserved, it's really quite peaceful here." ===== CHAPTER 980 =====

People reach an age where they inevitably have some minor ailments; Old Zhu's health is actually excellent, otherwise he wouldn't have come up the mountain.

Secretary Zhu turned over the cotton-padded trousers she had piled to the side: "Seven pairs in total... Brother Du, didn't you guys bring thick clothes?"

I have to say, it really is delicious!

And now that the car is heading up the mountain, he is also quite pleasantly surprised: "Indeed, as soon as I got out of the car, the air was cool. But my chest feels wide open and comfortable."

Upon hearing this, Old Zhu's eyes were about to light up:

Speaking of that, Old Zhu was still angry: "It's a waste that you finished it! To just put such good liquor in a mineral water bottle is pure destruction of a good thing. Besides, you drink only a jin of liquor over two months; that life is even more miserable than in the eighties."

There is no rearview mirror in the car, so Xiao Du couldn't see the expressions of the two in the back seat, but just by hearing their voices, he knew the atmosphere was relaxed, and he was also rarely happy at this moment:

Secretary Zhu finally swallowed all the radish; at that moment, the unique sour taste of the pickled vegetables still lingered in her mouth, and after savoring it carefully, she wanted to eat more.

Xiao Du, who doesn't know how to slaughter pigs:...

Slaughtering pigs was still quite novel for Xiao Du, and at this moment he nodded: "Understood. We will all go help."

After getting out of the car, Old Li also let out a deep breath and then gazed into the distance.

"Jun, you really are different from before."

"Brother Du, don't be nervous, it's really quite peaceful here."