Song Tan Jishi

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This savior was so considerate in his actions, Song Tan Zhengchou was dazzled by the selection online! Oops, when it comes time to eat pig-killing rice, I don’t know if he can drive himself, so he’ll bring two sacks of sheep manure back with him!

I added the business cards one by one and quickly picked out a bunch of packing boxes, and then I went back to pay quickly.

Here, Lu Chuan looked at the time and added two friends in the group:

[How do you plan to go to the pig killing feast? @What’s more, @Qingyun]

A reply came quickly from the other side: [He Gu and I drove a car there and checked the navigation. It was too hard to drive alone for nine hours. 】

Lu Chuan was a little curious: "Didn't you plan to buy tickets before?" The high-speed rail ticket only takes more than four hours, which saves half the time.

Besides, he muttered: "Originally, we wanted to buy tickets. Firstly, it was troublesome to get tickets in New Year's Day. Secondly, we figured it out and set off to the high-speed rail station for an hour. When we got there, we were delayed by more than half an hour walking from the high-speed rail station. This will take seven or eight hours, so we might as well just drive."

Moreover, when driving, if you come across any good things, you can stuff them in the trunk and take them away. Maybe others will sell some of them?

"What about you? How are you and aunt going?" Qin Yun asked him.

Lu Chuan naturally did not hesitate: "My mother and I also plan to drive. First, she is from Ningcheng. Second, at the end of the year, there are too many people riding in the car, and I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it."

hiss!

When they thought of this, everyone thought of Lu Chuan's current frail body like a jade, and Qin Yun laughed unceremoniously: "Chuan'er, do you know what role you have in our male channel with your physique? "

Lu Chuan didn't care, and just whispered: "Then why don't you think about the table leg you lost the last time you came to my house for dinner - tell me, what kind of character are you in the novel?"

Okay, brothers came to chop each other, Qin Yun was speechless.

After joking for a long time, the three people discussed the departure time: "We will leave at 9 a.m. on the 18th, then book a hotel online, and stay in the city for one night first. We will leave for the village on the 9th? Can we still wander around the mountains over there? change."

"I looked at the route. It takes an hour to get from the village to the city. At worst, we can go back to the city and stay in a hotel at night."

Qin Yun suggested.

Not to mention hesitant: "I saw their announcement and they said they are very busy and they won't entertain fans who come in advance. Should we leave on the 9th?"

Lu Chuan pondered for a moment: "Let's stick to the 8th. Although there is still some time before the Chinese New Year, there is no guarantee that the highway will not be blocked, or that there will be no rain, snow or fog on the road. If we set off a day earlier, we will have more time."

"It is inconvenient to go to the countryside on the 9th to interrupt in advance. We can also walk around and see around the city."

"Okay!" Qin Yun said carelessly, "Both of us are benefiting from you this time. You can arrange whatever you want - if we set off at 9 a.m., doesn't that mean we have to get up at 8 a.m.? Old Lu, Old Lu ! Just because you have a normal schedule doesn’t mean we don’t practice immortality at night!”

He and the two of them are more and more inspired every night, and their hand speeds are soaring every night, and they may not be able to finish work before 3 o'clock... By the way, who is a creative person who doesn't work crazily at night? !

The one who is obviously abnormal is Lu Chuan!

What's more, he said with a grimace: "That's right... How about we start again at 12 noon? We will arrive at the hotel in Yuncheng at night. You go to bed and Qin Yun and I continue writing?"

Lu Chuan wondered: "Can't you save the manuscript?"

Qin Yun spoke eloquently: "How can you be productive without DDL for depositing manuscripts? I will tell you how many manuscripts I have deposited in the early morning of the 8th."

Lu Chuan:......

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Song Tan returned home with a large pile of packing boxes. Qiao Qiao helped unload the boxes when he saw a call from Party Secretary Xiao Zhu.

"Song Tan, are you at home? I'm here to discuss something with you."

What we need to discuss this time is very simple:

"Didn't you pay part of the money over there at Shitoupo? When the villagers there got the money, someone came to me and wanted to lease their land to you."

Song Tan was stunned: "It's a bit far over there, and it's not my village. I have no plans to reserve land there for the time being."

"It's not that far." Party Secretary Xiao Zhu showed her the video: "Last time, the stone slope was adjacent to a large area of ​​abandoned tea gardens and mountains, wasn't it? Do you still have any impressions?"

The impression is still there, but it's not that her memory is so amazing, Song Tan has never remembered such small daily things.

But because when I went to Shitushi Slope, there were many tall and big wild persimmon trees on the hillside. Despite the cold weather, there are still a few bright orange persimmons hanging here and there.

It's just that it's a little bit rough from being pecked by birds.

Party Secretary Xiao Zhu said: "I only found out after asking someone to inquire. Although no one is taking care of that slope, the persimmon trees bear so much fruit every year that the people in the village are tired of eating them and can't finish them."

"I was thinking that in case you want to make more land to plant fruit trees, that might be a good place."

"And now that your reputation has not spread, if you want to rent land again, Shitoupo will definitely still charge the old price, and the asking price will not be too high."

This little money to buy land is actually nothing to Song Tan today.

Song Tan frowned, feeling hesitant.

The price aspect mentioned by Party Secretary Xiao Zhu is a very real issue, but her hundreds of acres of land have not yet been completely cleared. If other villages follow suit, the management costs will rise, among other things.

"I have to think about it." She thought carefully about what else she liked to eat but had no plans to grow.

Party Secretary Xiao Zhu just made a suggestion and would not interfere with her decision. At this moment, he simply said: "It's okay. I was also asked to ask. You can think about it again."

"Besides, there are many persimmon trees, but the local persimmons are not worth much. You can dig them up and plant them again after you pack them."

Instead, Mrs. Tang suddenly asked: "Are the persimmons soft or hard? Are the soft ones fire crystal persimmons that need to be picked in advance and warmed? If they are hard, can they be made into persimmons?"

The little old lady is not young and has many hobbies. This persimmon is her favorite food.

Party Secretary Xiao Zhu said: "It's either fire crystal persimmons or local persimmons from the past. They are ordinary varieties. Pick them and put them together with the apples, and cover them for a while before you can eat them. They are not easy to transport."

"But crispy persimmons can also be grown, because it is said to be a tea garden, but in fact there are not many tea trees. How can anyone take care of the hillside these days?"

"No, this is more than thirty acres. No one has touched it in more than ten years."

I can still take care of the vegetable plot, but it will take a lot of hard work to clean up the mountain! If you have that kind of time, you might as well go out and work.

Update three, good night.

12.26 added, I have a stomachache today, updates are irregular, so don’t wait.