Song Tan Jishi

Chapter 546

"Yes!"

That must be necessary.

Aunt Wang looked forward to it: "Didn't your family plant the fungus in spring and divide it into two sticks for several elderly families in the village?"

"It's the old lady Chen in Houwan. The rice cooker at home broke down the other day. Your uncle went to check it out. Before leaving, she made a bowl... Oh! It's really good! It's much better than the cold fungus we went to eat at the banquet."

Song Tan thought to himself: Of course, in order to make the fungus grow better for these hemp chestnut trees, she used the slight spiritual energy in the beginning.

Even after ordering the strains, these sticks were distributed to each family to raise them by themselves, but they were naturally raised, and the quality was originally slightly better than the ones that were purchased centrally by restaurants. What's more, there is the premise of aura!

The taste does not say how much better it is, but it is normal for people to taste the difference.

After saying these polite words, Aunt Wang's expression was obviously much more affectionate:

"At that time, I thought, you serious college students really have a knack for farming, otherwise you wouldn't be able to do such a big job, wouldn't you?"

"Later, when you guys started growing vegetables, didn't someone in the village ask you to exchange some vegetable seedlings? My family wanted to go too, but I planted them early at that time, so I didn't have the nerve to ask..."

"That time I went to the nearby field to see what other people's houses had replaced. Sure enough, the vegetable seedlings given by your family grew better!"

"Tan Tan, if your mother asks this question, then Auntie will have the cheek to answer, save more - I see that your family did not grow bitter melon this year, and the bitter melon in my field is very good this year, I will pick some for you at night .”

Song Tan: ...

Bitter gourd tastes delicious after blanching, but the problem is that everyone in the family has a mouthful...

She could only politely refuse: "No need, Aunt Wang, there's no need for some seeds, and besides, my family doesn't like bitter melon..."

After successively rejecting bitter gourd, pumpkin and zucchini, Song Tan returned home and heard Professor Song sighing with Ulan:

"This year's climate is too hot, otherwise, in this season, we can actually plant some heat-resistant plants..."

There will be no plan for the mountain for a while, so it is not impossible for the excavator to drive part of it first.

you do not say!

Speaking of this Ulan, she vomited bitterly: "God, even if the few vegetable fields at the door were not planted in previous years, the grass on them was green and lush, and there was never a shortage of water."

"It's a good year, it's been planted on the ground, and the sun is so hot that some of the water has been dried up. If it weren't for the pond next to the bamboo forest that can put some water along the ditch, the high temperature will definitely affect the harvest. .”

Just like this, the green vegetables in the garden are completely dead now. Only peppers, cowpeas and eggplants can barely hold on, and the output is still much lower than that in early summer.

Cucumbers are even more so. The young cucumbers are getting sparser day by day, but the old cucumbers that remain are thicker and golden yellow.

If this goes on like this, the vegetable vendor Lao Zhao will not be able to supply it.

"fine."

Professor Song counted the time: "July is hot, just slowly make a plan for the mountain and repair it."

It's not that everyone slows down on purpose, it's just that they only work for a few hours a day in this weather, and they don't dare to do more.

"In August, I'll ask someone to get some seeds to plant. Let's build a pergola first."

In this way, it is just right to wait until autumn, when the temperature difference is large, and then plant.

"Don't worry, don't worry."

Ulan is very free and easy now.

Although the family made a lot of money in the first half of the year—of course it is all spent now, but they are also tense and have not let go.

The weather is hot, so I can't do any work, and I also give myself a chance to cultivate myself.

That's it... It's always a bit uncomfortable when I'm free at first.

Song Tan was listening, and couldn't help but suggest: "Mom, I'm free now anyway, why don't you and my father go on a trip too. I'll sign up for a tour for you."

Report a leisurely journey, the temperature is suitable, more comfortable, not so rushed, it also allows the couple to experience the customs of other places.

In the past, Ulan would not have listened to topics like travel, but now, she dared to think about it.

But when she turned her head and looked at the blazing sun outside, she didn't even have the courage to lift her feet: "Forget it, it's going to be a pain to go out this day. Aren't you still waiting to build a house on the mountain? I'll inquire about the village in advance. Who has time."

Who in the village has time? How many young adults are there in the village? Shouldn't it be handed over to the engineering team?

Song Tan couldn't laugh or cry: "Mom, it's not the time to build a house."

But it's not like there's nothing else--

"Otherwise, you can ask again, aren't the tea leaves on the mountain almost finished? Find two people to carry them into the car, and I will drag them to the yard. Then ask someone to pick off the old leaves and dry them in the sun."

"Look, look!" There was work to be done, and Ulan immediately regained his spirits: "I just said that I can do it without being at home? There are many things to do one by one! I count on you, you know everyone in the village How many?"

Here I touched the phone and went out: "It's just right, I asked them to come and settle the wages last time."

At the same time, he said happily: "I didn't expect half of my body to be buried in the ground, and I would take care of the old people in the village..."

Song Sancheng's hand for picking water chestnuts paused, and for some reason at this moment, he let out a long, long breath.

Professor Song understood it while listening, and nodded solemnly at this moment: "When your family develops well, there will be more things like this to drive the township."

"And it can do more and better."

Ulan waved her hand, and regained her cheerful appearance:

"I don't dare to think about it. If you can help us, we won't force you if you can't. Otherwise, all the burdens will be on you, and I don't owe them. The children are so stressed."

While talking, the phone was connected, and the old man on the opposite side often had deafness, so she quickly went out to talk with a loud voice.

"I don't quite understand..." In the room, Yan Ran asked in a low voice:

"Teacher, isn't their family hiring someone to work? Why do you still say that they take care of the elderly? Does this mean that they take care of the elderly?"

Professor Song put away the smile on his face, and said calmly: "Yan Ran, the elderly in the village don't have retirement wages, and not everyone can qualify for the minimum living allowance."

"At their age, they can still do some work, so their children won't be around."

"But I can't adapt to smart products, and I have already passed the age of being able to work. Even in sanitation, I don't want such older workers."

"Even if the top can give subsidies, care for the elderly, and give condolences during the New Year and holidays, it is already the ultimate."

"Then tell me, at this time, there is a job right at home. The job is easy, and people in their 70s and 80s can do it. They are all acquainted with the same age, and their wages are settled... How about such a life?"

"This is the greatest hope for them in life."

"But..." Yan Ran was curious: "Then their family also hires people to work, you pay me to work, why do I feel that Aunt Wulan is quite proud?"

Correction: I can't finish writing tonight, and I will make up tomorrow morning.