Chapter 164 164 Small Tricycle and Driver's License

Chapter 164 164. Small tricycle and driver's license

The group had a good meal and a good drink.

The spring farming season is expensive, and no one has the habit of taking a lunch break. Wulan threw away her bowl after eating and hurried up the mountain to pick tea.

She was already full of passion. Since she knew that Song Tan's client had asked for another ten kilograms in one go, she felt that there was a market for this tea. Going up the mountain to pick tea every day was like picking gold. She never felt tired!

Not to mention that there were a bunch of aunties from the same village chatting and laughing on the mountain. Their loud voices could be heard across several hills. The whole village talked about it over and over again, and there were almost no secrets.

After eating, Song Sancheng couldn't sit still, so he went to stroll around the fields again. He found that the seedlings were growing hard in an exceptionally vigorous manner, and the seeds he sowed also sprouted dense and tender green buds, which made him feel more relieved.

In these fields, the most tired ones were not the old cows who had finished plowing the fields, but Dabao and Erbao who were running around frequently.

If nothing else, there are just too many magpies and sparrows that come to the fields to steal things, and they have to rely on the two of them to guard them!

Old man Li looked at the paddy field and asked, "Are you going to plant rice tomorrow? If so, I'll come early in the morning."

It's almost time, the seedlings are green and look strong!

"Plant!"

Song Sancheng said without hesitation, "You don't have to work, our family has enough manpower."

These two fields, which add up to more than two acres, when Song Tan was a child and they were still farming, a strong laborer could plant the seedlings of these two fields in one day with a little effort.

It's just that people are lazy now, and they are not sure about not doing farm work for so many years, so the whole family needs to go to battle together.

Old man Li also smiled, "It's just that little, you are still worried that I will be tired, what? Let's work together, it's fast."

"Okay."

If the area is small, it is indeed not too tiring for them who are used to doing farm work. Old man Li insisted, and he was also a good farmer, so Song Sancheng happily agreed.

Finally, he did not forget to say: "Then come to my house for lunch tomorrow. You haven't tasted my cousin's cooking for many years, right?"

"You have to go!" Old man Li was not polite:

"I had a dream the other day. I dreamed that he made a dish of garlic sprouts and pork at a big banquet. Oh, it was so delicious that I ate two bowls at a meal!"

"It's not possible now. I'm old and my appetite is small. I can only eat half a bowl at a meal. I can't eat more."

At this point, old man Li smiled with satisfaction again: "But your family's Tan Tan is a good person, and he also trusts me, an old man, and arranged the rice fields for me. I won't hide it from you. Since I showed Tan Tan these two rice fields this year, I can eat a bowl of rice at a meal, and my spirits have improved."

If it were Song Tan, this would be certain!

At that time, I led the spiritual energy to the purple cloud clover by myself. People couldn't absorb much, but it was not without benefits.

Besides, Old Man Li's cows ate a lot of astragalus, and he himself ate a lot of it.

These are subtle influences.

But Song Sancheng has his own theory that everyone in the countryside believes in, which is -

"That must have been idle before. We rural people can't be idle. Once we are idle, our bodies will easily feel uncomfortable. We still have to work."

"That's true."

This really resonated with Old Man Li, and the two of them stood on the ridge of the field, chatting back and forth.

When Song Sancheng returned home, it was already mid-afternoon.

The sun was shining warmly, making people feel hot and soft all over.

There were five armchairs in the yard, and the seventh uncle and the seventh grandmother, as well as Qiao Qiao, Tan Tan and Yan Ping, all sat on them one by one.

The three children each hugged a small dog in their arms, and I don't know whether the dog was sleeping soundly or the people were enjoying the sun.

When Song Tan heard the noise, he took off his straw hat from his face: "Dad, there is nothing to do, you should take a break too."

As for Ms. Wulan who was still working hard in the tea field... there was nothing she could do. No one in the family could resist her mother's stubborn temper.

Song Sancheng was not the kind of person who could sit still. He tidied up the utility room and looked at the small box that was used to hold bumblebees. He suddenly came to his senses:

"Tan Tan, shouldn't these bumblebees have hatched a long time ago?"

Qiao Qiao raised her hand:

"Yes, 20 have hatched, and now they can fly and collect pollen."

But Da Xiong is really useless, and his family is also useless. What he collects every day is only enough for himself, just like a group of gluttons.

As for Da Xiong Ben Xiong, it is even difficult for him to fly, and he has to rely on the children to bring back pollen baskets hanging on their legs to feed him.

Song Tan also muttered: As a queen bee, Da Xiong's main task is to reproduce. It was so good that after its own children hatched, it was reluctant to feed them.

It finally grew up, but now it doesn't give birth, and just eats and drinks with a dozen bumblebees every day.

Is it working hard?

It is very hard. Busy from morning to night.

Did it collect nectar?

It collected it, but not all of it, because it was only enough to fill its own stomachs, and there was nothing left.

It really raised a bunch of useless people.

But no matter how useless they are, they are still Qiao Qiao's little treasures.

Early this morning, he specially sent the big bear to a magnolia tree at the door of a house in the village. The magnolia flowers are in full bloom, and the fragrance is almost dizzy.

The petals are relatively large, and the pollen particles are also relatively large, which is just right for the big bear - I will go to collect it in the evening, at least let it eat a little.

It can be said that he was worried to death.

As a rough farmer, Song Sancheng did not have any delicate feelings about Daxiong's unreliability and the children's indulgence. Instead, he was thinking about another thing:

"Tan Tan, why don't we buy a small tricycle?"

"Your uncle Zhang is in the mountains, pulling manure and leaves every day, which is quite difficult. If there is an electric tricycle, it will be convenient to ride on the small road and carry some things casually."

It can also go into the mountains.

This is more advantageous than Song Tan's pickup truck.

However, when talking about the electric tricycle, she remembered one thing:

"Dad, you told my mom before that you wanted to learn a driver's license. Now that you are not busy now, should you take the first subject test and then continue to learn?"

Song Sancheng:...

How to say this?

He later simulated the written test several times, and never scored more than 85 points. How cruel it is for a middle-aged and elderly person!

So much so that Song Sancheng was ashamed to mention it.

He stammered and groaned: "Isn't this, isn't this a job at home? I can't spare my hands."

Song Tanke didn't believe it at all: "Dad, the vegetables haven't grown yet, and the peach trees haven't bloomed yet. It's the right time to spare some time."

She can buy an electric tricycle, and her dad and Uncle Zhang can ride it as they please, but do you still need to take the driving test?

Song Sancheng: ...

Song Sancheng chose to take another stroll in the mountains.

9.23 Rest for a day. Try to go to bed and get up early.