Chapter 999: Pressed Rice Stalks

Old Zhao told her not to spread the price, but Zhou Maozhu's heart was burning, and she really couldn't hold back.

So the couple discussed it, and after dealing with lunch, they hurriedly rode their motorcycle with two sacks, went to town to cut two knives of meat, and rushed to the wife's maiden home.

They couldn't say anything when they got there, just smiled foolishly, and then opened their mouths: "Give me two baskets of radishes and cabbage from home, we don't have much vegetables at home recently."

The sister-in-law of the maiden home naturally wouldn't feel distressed about this little bit, but was curious: "What? Didn't you see the ones you planted in front of and behind your house before?"

Li Lanhua wanted to purse her lips, but finally couldn't hold back and laughed out loud, and only said after a long time:

"The Song family in the village is going to hold a banquet, and they booked it in advance."

"Oh!" The Song family, who invested tens of millions, was also heard of by the sister-in-law.

At this moment, she responded calmly and couldn't help but scold them: "Cabbage and radishes are not worth much, how much money can you sell for with a big pile? You should at least keep some for yourself to eat! Come, I'll give you more radishes, you can dig a sand pit at the door and cellar them first, at least they will be fresh when you eat them."

Hearing this, Li Lanhua's face turned red with shame.

Not telling her maiden home about good things, and still coming to take people's vegetables, she felt uncomfortable.

And Li Lanhua, carrying his wife and radishes and cabbage, couldn't help but ponder: "He said if we plant a few more acres of land next year, will Tian Yu not have to go to work? Just come back and work with us!"

After thinking about it, he couldn't help but say: "If you bring 20 jin of rice, there are so many people that it's not enough to share. Give some to your aunt and uncle later."

Until Wu Lan: ……

"Right, right, right!" Song Sancheng also exhorted: "Their car is good, there are many children there, don't scratch the car, just sit in the car bucket, it's not cold when people are crowded."

But the vegetable seedlings were from the Song family, and they only gave them to people in the village. She had no way for the time being, so she had to hum and haw:

"This was used to pack tea leaves in the summer. It was cheap because I bought a lot at the time... You see if it's enough to pack rice stalks? If it's not enough, I'll tear you a small plastic bag."

She got in the car, brought Song Tan, Secretary Xiao Zhu, and Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun, followed by three cars, also packed full, and set off in a hurry.

But raising a child for a hundred years, worrying for ninety-nine. After being silent for a while, Zhou Maozhu also regretted: "He said what kind of vision does our son have? Tian Tian is so good!"

Look at other people's children, why are they so excellent!

Now it was Seventh Uncle's turn to be happy:

Jiang Yi: ……

How rich, Old Chang's restaurant doesn't necessarily have a full table even if it's so expensive!

Oh my god, this childhood memory! I feel like I haven't tasted it for so many years!

If Boss Chang knew, I'm afraid he would call out injustice! Was he not wanting to serve it? It was clearly that he didn't sell it to me at all!

Qiaoqiao looked at the two of them and couldn't say: "There are so many delicious things at home, you two just insist on loving this... Make it, make more, our family's rice is good, bring two bundles when the old men leave!"

Mentioning their son, the couple didn't want to talk again.

"What kind of opportunity is so strange." Sister-in-law had a lot of opinions about them:

Jiang Yi's eyes were also shining: "I'll eat! I love to eat! Make a lot this year!"

She could see it anyway, her family's things were all good, and people were willing to take whatever she brought.

"Look, the big grandson who drives the excavator has vision, he saw it at once! Until Wu Lan values you so much! Invited you to work, and let you be responsible for strawberries!"

Bring the corn grits back if you can't finish them.

"Can we go?"

"Yes!" Until Wu Lan counted: "There are too many people, wait a while, I'll drive and squeeze. Those who can't sit can also squat in the car bucket..."

"Not going."

"Can!" Until Wu Lan counted: "There are too many people, wait a while, I'll drive and squeeze. Those who can't sit can also squat in the car bucket..."

It's just... actually, it doesn't matter if the car is scratched. We are so old and still sitting in the car bucket, will it be a bit shameful?

"Where are the plastic bags we bought wholesale at home! Give them all to me!"

And Jiang Yi looked at his phone and asked: "Tan Tan, I see in our group that the people who press rice stalks in the village are here, do you eat? If you eat, bring some rice!"

And in the Song family, Seventh Uncle and Master Jiang were looking at the menu, and also asked:

……

Oh my! Think about it, this gift is also quite good. Our own millet, our own corn, the rice stalks made are not known how delicious they are!

The old man group breathed a sigh of relief, and even said sincerely: "If 40 jin can't be packed, the trunks of our cars are also empty."

Good! What kind of old face, didn't they lose it all when they first came! Sitting in the car bucket is sitting in the car bucket!

"Raw sweet potatoes cut into pieces are also a fruit product, stir-fried soybeans, a plate of pumpkin dried, sweet potato dried, these are all fine."

Watermelons are so expensive, probably just one slice per person. But others?

Jiang Yi nodded, and turned to shout at Jiang Yi: "Song Tan, weigh 30 jin of rice! 8 jin of corn grits!"

Old man group: ……

"There is no experience this year, and the seedlings were given by others. Next year... next year I'll see if there is a chance..."

Zhou Maozhu couldn't help but say to him: "You just think, thinking is beautiful! Does your son listen to you? Knowing that you can earn this money, he is still counting on you to pay the down payment in a big city!"

Sigh.

A group of people were high-spirited. Before leaving, Song Sancheng took out a stack of extra-large transparent plastic bags from the room:

"Do you want melon seeds and peanuts?"

Until Wu Lan had a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder: "Every day we have to use the ingredients on our bodies, and we have to eat our good pork. There is no need for special melon seeds and peanuts."

Li Lanhua couldn't help it: "The big grandson is also honest. If it weren't for being honest, could the Song family's work be done by him? Recently, he is still turning the land on Stone Slope! I heard that the persimmon forest there will be tidied up by him in the spring... He has earned a lot of money this year!"

And on this side, Qiaoqiao also ordered: "Bring some corn grits, millet mixed with this corn grits is delicious!"

30 jin of rice, that is definitely not enough. A bowl of rice can fill a bag, Until Wu Lan said sincerely:

People might not be able to beat 40 jin of rice in the village in a morning, so 30 jin is enough. They will definitely come again before the New Year.

"Good, good, good..."

"Do you want to give some fruit and snacks on the day?"

"Picking some radishes and cabbage, look at how awkward you two are... What's wrong! Is the meat you cut not worth money!"

But seeing a few people in the room with bright eyes, full of anticipation, and even asking:

Just thinking about it, I heard Jiang Yi laugh too: "Grandpa and the others were especially obedient in the car head yesterday!"

Until Wu Lan quickly stood up: "Eat, eat, eat!"

That thing, two bowls of rice can make a cloth bag. If you make 10 jin of rice, you can pile up half a room!

"Okay!" ===== CHAPTER 1000 =====

"Deal!"