MTL - Song Tan Jishi-Chapter 334 334. Do you not like it?

  Chapter 334 334. Don't you like it?

  I have too many things to raise, so I worry about this.

  Seventh Cousin hurriedly said: "You all have big appetites. I think each of you has to eat a melon. How much melon rind can we use for cooking?"

   "Besides, at worst, I will slice off the outer green skin thinly, chop it up and feed it the same."

   Good guy! This is really not wasted at all!

  Jojo hesitated a bit:

   "But like this, Dawang ate the watermelon, but Dabao and the others didn't. It's so unfair."

  The reason why Song Qiaoqiao can be like a fish in water in several treasures is because of the 8 words "rain and dew, fair and just".

   "It's okay," Song Tan reassured him: "You don't need to call Xiao Zhu, I'll just send her a message."

"If it's not too hot, go to the mountain to pick two carves and share them with a few treasures—by the way, five, six, seven, three treasures, you can only give a little bit. They really don't do a good job at all. They have to be encouraged and cannot be condoned. .”

"OK!"

  Jojo was really happy.

  Only Song Youde was a little embarrassed: "Xiao Zhu, we call her kindly, but after all, she is the branch secretary. You just send a message and call her over. It's too casual and inappropriate..."

  Song Tan pondered for a moment: "That's right, then I won't talk."

  She found the watermelon picture she took on the mountain just now, and then sent it directly.

  The next moment, I saw that the exclamation point of Xiao Zhu's branch secretary was about to fly out—

  【Is the watermelon ripe? ! I'm coming over now! ! ! 】

   "Look," Song Tan smiled obediently at Song Youde:

   "Grandpa, is this enough respect?"

  Song Youde: …

  …

  Xiao Zhu branch secretary seemed to have been hit by some great summoning spell, and he rushed over with just one click.

  The weather was hot, so she wore loose short sleeves and ordinary trousers, and her hair was **** scribbled.

   Entering the yard, he yelled in a high spirited voice: "Is the watermelon ripe?"

   "It's ready." Song Tan didn't lift his head.

   "Where's Grandpa Song?" She really didn't see the outside, and wandered into the main room with a plastic bag:

   "Grandpa Song, look what I brought you? Special cigarettes! When you go back to the banquet at home, you spread one around the table, be good! You are the most shining old man in the whole banquet!"

   "What is shining and not shining?"

  Song Youde resisted very much.

  He traded two catties of shredded tobacco for this. My heart aches!

  However, the heartache is heartache, but the hand that receives the cigarette does not drop at all, which will turn the cigarette over and over again:

   "This is a special offering? I haven't seen it yet..."

  Then cherished it and wrapped it in a plastic bag: "I'll put it away first, so it can't get wet."

  Xiaozhu branch secretary smiled, thinking: if there is one, there are two, and if there are three, will it be difficult? It's just hard work.

  Her wish, she has plenty of time and appetite!

only…

   "Where's the watermelon?"

  She went for a walk in the yard. At noon, the production of chili sauce was suspended, but there was still a lingering smell of chili in the yard.

  She took a couple of puffs, and immediately got an appetite.

  But after turning around, there was still no sign of the watermelon—

No way?

  I just ran here for a few minutes, and the skin of the melon was eaten clean?

  Zhang Yanping was sitting on the porch with his chin resting on his shoulders, looking like a stone watcher, and said listlessly, "I'm soaking in the well."

   "Actually, I don't mind if the melon is not cold enough, as long as it is sweet enough..." He muttered.

  Xiao Zhu subconsciously took a sip of saliva: "Actually, I don't mind either—is the watermelon delicious?"

"tasty!"

  Zhang Yanping was full of energy: "I have never eaten such a delicious melon in my life!"

   "Xiao Zhu branch secretary, do you want to buy a few? The price Tantan wants today is not high, 20 a catty."

  The melons that are about to flood the streets will cost 20 pounds? Zhu Jun thought it was really expensive!

but!

  Who called her grandpa?

  This period of time is especially much! Not bad money!

  So she also asked: "Can this melon still be delivered? If so, I will buy 20 first."

  Song Tan thought for a while: "Express delivery is fine, and the ones that can be picked for you are not so good."

  She thought for a while: "I'm going to sell melons in the city this afternoon, and I just took your melons there to send them away, just give me the address."

   "Okay!" Zhu Jun also said straightforwardly, "Choose some big ones for me this afternoon."

  Looking forward, looking forward, hopeless, Joe finally came back from the mountain, and more than half an hour passed.

  Lunch was about to be made later, Zhang Yanping finally couldn't bear it anymore: "How long will it be soaked in the well?"

   "The well water is pouring slowly..." Seventh Cousin subconsciously continued, and then thought: "It should be fine."

   It is not yet hot, and the temperature is not so exaggerated.

   After saying this, Song Tan didn't even need to get up, Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun, two elders, ran faster than a rabbit!

  Target—the well!

  The two of them hummed and brought back the two baskets, their clothes and trousers were all wet.

  But in summer, the yard dries up in the sun and the wind blows, and no one cares at all.

  Everyone sat around the square table in the yard, like children in kindergarten waiting for fruit distribution.

  The taste of this watermelon is so good that Seventh Cousin didn't use his kitchen knives, but took out a long watermelon knife from his knife holder.

  He picked a big one and washed it. Then, just as the blade hit the watermelon rind, the melon in front of him also made a familiar "click" sound, and it split open obediently.

  He laughed aloud: "Tan Tan, everyone in your family is quite sensible."

  Song Youde also laughed: "Tan Tan, if you go to the city to deliver melons in the afternoon, the straw should be thicker, otherwise I am afraid that if there is a bump, I will blow up in the car when I turn around."

   Song Tan imagined that scene, and couldn't help feeling numb.

  Ulan was thinking: "Take it there, don't sell it out, save three or five, and send it to grandma's house when you come back. It's been a long time since I went."

"OK!"

  There is work to do at home every day. Although it is not as busy as in spring, it is not free.

  Besides, my uncle's house is also busy packing tea leaves and so on. During the busy farming season, no one would be idle to visit relatives, so Song Tan agreed.

   Then he looked at Zhang Yanping: "Are you going to the city with me in the afternoon? I'll also send some melons to my aunt."

Zhang Yanping trembled all over, remembering the fear of being dominated by his mother's nagging, at this moment, with his mouth full of watermelon, he shook his head frantically, the juice was about to splash on Xin Jun's arm, and he was pulled by him in disgust The stool is far away.

   "Don't go!" He resisted: "You send melons back to me, don't chat! Otherwise, if you start talking, you can run away, and I have to answer my mother's phone..."

  Zhang Yanping felt lingering fear.

   Zhu Jun looked at him, saw the strong arms from his dark face, and then thought:

   "I think you have a flexible mind and a strong body. If you take the public exam...going to the countryside is very advantageous! Why don't you take the exam? Is it because you don't like it?"

OK! Add more finished! Good night.

   It turns out that I still have the ability to add more...

   The Internet at home is disconnected, so I have to research the router.

  (end of this chapter)