Song Tan Jishi

Professor Song and his wife were secretly filmed in countless videos. Here, Xin Jun, who was also sitting in the waiting area of ​​the high-speed train with a big bag in his hands with an expressionless expression, also silently lowered the brim of his hat.

It stands to reason that as long as you don't care about face, you won't be the one embarrassed.

But...he was just a tutor who had a well-behaved student not long after graduation. How could he develop such a thick skin?

Fortunately, at this moment, his real brother Zhang Yanping had him in mind and called him in time.

"Song Tan said there was a lot of chili oil made this time. Your family owns a farmhouse. How about I send you the rest?"

They had eaten the chili oil made by the seventh cousin before. As soon as they opened the lid, the aroma was so tangy!

And once it's mixed into vegetables or rice, it's so spicy that you can still drink it for two more bowls. It's amazing how delicious it is.

Although Xin Jun's ability to eat spicy food is not very strong, he couldn't help but nodded silently at this moment. Then he remembered that Zhang Yanping couldn't see it and hesitated:

"Why don't you forget it? It's okay if I bring so much food home. If I send so much chili oil, my mother will ask me. I'm really afraid of revealing my secret."

"What are you afraid of?" Zhang Yanping had many ideas: "Just say it was given by the parents of the students! Think about it in Yuncheng, it doesn't matter what you want. You are a teacher in a private school, and the parents of the students give you some specialties. Isn’t that normal?”

It seems reasonable to say so...

"Wait a minute! No!" He stopped Zhang Yanping and said: "My mother has eaten the milkvetch sold by Songtan in the spring." Not only has she eaten it, she also bought several thousand kilograms of it, and even bought a freezer to freeze it!

Later, there are tea eggs, this and that, these things that cannot guarantee the supply are all used as seasonal gifts at their farmhouse, not to mention attracting more customers.

Xin Jun couldn't help but feel dizzy when he thought of this. He sighed and asked instead:

"I saw that there were many people yesterday to save you some face, but I didn't have time to ask you how your talk with Dr. Guo went?"

"What else?"

The arrogance in Zhang Yanping's words seemed to come to him.

"After all, I am also a good-looking man! Doctor Guo has taken a liking to me so early. What can I do? She is a girl, lonely and helpless..."

"speak English."

"Oh," Zhang Yanping responded weakly: "Just...just..."

He hummed: "Just, I went to the clinic, and she asked me if I wanted to have sex. I was still hesitant, so she agreed directly for me..."

Xin Jun:......

"I'm just asking you for nothing."

"Are you going to tell me? You're not going to tell me that I sent a message to Dr. Guo."

"Fine." Zhang Yanping seemed calm and generous: "I'm not crazy. I won't let my girlfriend communicate with others when I'm in love...Besides, are you someone else?"

"But what's the relationship between us? Is it worth asking her about this? I'll just tell you."

To tell the truth, it is exactly what Zhang Yanping said.

He entered the clinic hesitantly. Dr. Guo looked him up and down, and he could tell by his dress and attitude - if he didn't take this matter seriously, why would he have to wash his hair, take a bath and change into new clothes?

Now my hair is still wet, so I don’t have to worry about it freezing in the cold weather.

Thinking of this, Dr. Guo became convinced.

So while packing up the medicine cabinet, he asked: "Have you thought about it? I think you look very secure. I heard that I also bought a property in the village, so I want to ask you to be my boyfriend - can you do it?" "

When there was no one on the third floor, Zhang Yanping shouted loudly: "She asked me this, and she deliberately targeted me! Can I still say no? I just agreed."

In fact, his head was buzzing, his ears were buzzing, and he didn't know what he was thinking... Anyway, when he came back to his senses, he nodded in confusion.

Xin Jun chuckled: "I knew it."

"Okay, you two have a good time." He sincerely advised: "Do you remember what Teacher Tang asked me to tell you? Dr. Guo even inquired about your purchase of property in the village. It is clearly Think about the long term and do better in the New Year.”

As soon as these words came out, Xin Jun himself was stunned.

That’s not right! I'm about the same age as Zhang Yanping, so why do I feel like a dad when I educate him now?

Could it be that this is really the sequelae of being a teacher for a long time? No, no, no!

As a friend, who can bear to listen to others preaching every day?

Gotta change it!

He reflected on himself secretly, but Zhang Yanping didn't notice anything. After all, he just fell in love. Now, as long as people say yes, whatever you do will be fun.

So he nodded repeatedly.

Fortunately, the brotherhood made him remember the original topic, so he asked again: "To be honest, Tantan is rarely generous. Do you want the chili oil?"

"I want it!" Xin Jun simply threw it away without thinking about any messy reasons: "When I get back, I told my mother that I borrowed money to buy it and asked her to allocate some money to me."

Their B\u0026Bs are quite expensive too.

When he said this, Zhang Yanping couldn't help but laugh: "You're right, during the Chinese New Year, I have to take advantage of my relationship to ask my mother for more money..."

Apart from anything else, we can't let Dr. Guo follow me to pay off the debt!

Thinking about it this way, the two of them looked like incompetent mama's babies who only knew how to ask for money.

well! B\u0026Bs must be made!

…

And in the courtyard of Lao Song's house, it suddenly became empty, and Song Sancheng was obviously not used to it.

So after two boring rounds, Qiao Qiao mentioned his car again, and Song Sancheng agreed after only a slight hesitation.

But he has never done this before. Before starting work, he has to open Douyin to search for the appearance of other people’s cars.

Just after cutting several wooden boards, I heard the instructions from my seventh cousin:

"Qiaoqiao, go to the river beach and see if there is any milk today. If there is any, bring it back. It's almost the Chinese New Year, so I'll give you some more frozen milk buns."

Qiaoqiao nodded and rode Da Duo skillfully towards the river beach.

The uncle there is also tidying up the pasture as much as possible, because he and the uncle will also go back to their home tonight.

As for Wu Lei...

Anyway, he had nothing to do when he was idle, so he might as well work when he went home, so he was not hesitated to have his vacation until the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month.

Lingling just happened to bring her boyfriend back that day, and he, as the elder brother, should also keep a check on her.

When the couple thought about it, they couldn't help but sigh for their worried children.

When Qiao Qiao passed by, the uncle happened to come out of the house carrying two buckets of fresh milk. When he saw him coming, he pointed inside again:

"You play for a while first, I'm thinking there's another bucket waiting for me to squeeze slowly."

"Okay, I'll go find Dabai."

There was freedom in the pasture, and the two border collies were left unattended. Their IQs increased rapidly, and now they are running around with other dogs.

When I saw Qiao Qiao coming over, I probably didn’t see anything to eat, and only barked a few times on the mountainside in the distance.

They must have been herding very well. When he didn't respond, the other dogs turned around frequently but didn't dare to turn back.

And Qiaoqiao came to the river beach.

The withered reed beach on the side made a splashing sound in the cold wind, and a few wild ducks suddenly jumped out of it. They were very courageous and not afraid of people at all.

And Qiaoqiao waved:

"Dabai, it's so cold, why do you still want to swim every day?"

"goose!"

Dabai let out a loud cry, Doudou's eyes looked at the world. How could he take the coldness of the river in his eyes?

Its pride was obviously appreciated by Qiao Qiao, who now said: "Seventh cousin will make milk steamed buns in the next two days, and I will bring one over for you to eat. Dabai, you must raise ducks well. Raise them well." Next year we will have a lot of salted duck eggs to sell, and then we will be able to earn more money and raise more ducks..."

He suddenly got stuck while he was talking. At this moment, he glanced at Dabai hesitantly: "But you are asked to take care of so many ducks. Are you unable to take care of them? Do you want me to buy you some more geese?" Brother?"

"goose--"

Dabai flapped his wings angrily in an instant, and the cold wind blew by the fan made Qiaoqiao shrink his neck, and then he understood its meaning.

"Okay, okay, I saw that there are more wild ducks - hey, there is a new wild duck!"

The new wild ducks are quite distinctive. The feathers from the back of the wings to the tip of the buttocks and tail look like layered lines made of ink, which looks like a unique beauty.

From the top of its head to its neck, there is also a fluff of long hair flowing backwards, like a horse's mane, which is a bit unnatural and a bit funny at first glance.

But Qiaoqiao didn't understand this. He just saw that this wild duck looked like something he had never seen before, so he felt it was new.

The other party wandered briefly in the water, seeming to feel cold, and then quickly got into the reed marsh.

Qiao Qiao hadn't taken any photos yet, so she regretfully warned:

"Dabai, my sister said that it's getting cold now and no one is laying eggs anymore, so she asked me not to rush them. But if they want to lay eggs, you tell them not to lay them in the water, otherwise they won't be fresh."

He babbled and murmured, knowing more things now than before and speaking more than before. Dabai seemed a little annoyed. He raised his neck and was about to sing out, but fortunately, his uncle had already called from a distance——

"Qiaoqiao, come and pick up the milk! Tell your mother that we won't go to your house when we get back later. On the twenty-eighth of the twelfth lunar month, you all should come to my house!"

It's the New Year, and it's time for them to go home, clean up the house, and spend time with the two old people.

And the person Lingling was talking about was most likely unreliable. When she got home on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, she had to rely on relatives and friends to persuade her.

Qiao Qiao didn't understand how worried her uncle was, so she went back with the milk.

When he relayed these words to Ulan, Ulan also sighed:

"It's true that the adopted son is 100 years old and the long-term worry is 99... Tan Tan, you should have a good talk with Xiao Lu. I'm looking at you as a partner, and I've found a much better person than others."

Song Tan hummed, then turned to look at the busy seventh cousin:

"Seventh cousin, when are you going to have a holiday?"

Haven't you been thinking that your son is coming back, coming back? As a result, from talking about summer to Chinese New Year, we can’t let go!

The seventh cousin had a strange look on his face: "I'll release him in two days."

Song Tan was a little puzzled: "If something really happens, I can let him go today. There are not many people at home now, and we can take care of it ourselves."

"Need not."

The seventh cousin refused very simply.

"My son has been back for two days. But my two granddaughters have never traveled here, so they have been wandering around the city these days."

Not only did they go shopping, they also went to restaurants to taste special delicacies, completely forgetting that their grandfather and father were chefs.

When he said this now, even Ulan was a little angry: "What's going on? If you want to take your children to play, it's not inconvenient for us to have traffic here. Can't you come back to see your parents first? It's so hard to go here." How many years have it been..."

Isn’t this the truth?

After thinking about it, Grandma Qi thought how smart it would be to use some of her pension money and salary to subsidize Qiao Qiao every month. At least Qiao Qiao really has them in her heart.

But complaining is complaining.

The seventh cousin has been helping at home for so long this year, and he has never said a word about the kitchen work. Qiao Qiao's skills are now quite good, all thanks to his patient cultivation.

Therefore, his son was back, and Song Tan had to express it no matter what he did.

At this moment, he simply went to the cellar with Ulan to collect three bottles of wine:

"Seventh cousin, I heard that everyone in XJ can drink. You brewed this wine yourself. Take it back and drink it, and let my uncle know your craftsmanship and skills."

After going to the frontier for so many years without ever coming back, the seventh cousin, a great chef, probably doesn't have much ability left in his heart.

If not, why would you take your children to the city to try out the specialties first?

In this case, it is even more shocking!

The seventh cousin is now a member of their old Song family. No matter what, he has to keep his face.

"Okay, okay!"

The seventh cousin didn't refuse at all at this moment: "Tantan, would you like to ask if your grandpa still has his tobacco? Grab a handful for me and I'll roll a box out when I have time."

His son already knew how to smoke when he left. Now, after all these years, regardless of whether he is still addicted to cigarettes, he is so shocked that he is well prepared.

Everyone had the same ambition, and now the entire warehouse was rummaged through, and all kinds of ingredients were taken out here and there, and there was actually a big pile.

Seeing that Wulan was already holding a basket and preparing to dig radishes in the sand, the seventh cousin helped put the cabbage that Song Tan had just brought out from the cellar onto the tricycle, while listening to her patient instructions:

"We are older, and we should try our best to tolerate whatever happens to our children. Don't feel aggrieved if you can't tolerate it. Just call me. If you come to the house, you will be working overtime..."

The seventh cousin couldn't laugh or cry.

"I've been here for so many years. If I were really angry, how could I survive until now?"

He is ambitious and energetic, not as if he wants to see his son, but because he wants to slap him in the face:

"Don't worry, now I eat and drink well every day. If I take good care of myself, I can still work for another 10 years without any flaws. Then I can't accept being angry and I have to take good care of my body."

"Okay!" Song Tan also gave him a thumbs up:

"Seventh cousin, we have to have this mentality! Don't worry, my uncle will definitely be obedient when he comes back! He will never make you angry."