Chapter 3 Let’s Go Back Home and Farm

Chapter 3 3. Go back to your hometown and farm

Song Tan came back to her senses and took her takeaway - this is a fine meal from a private restaurant with the best reputation and worth 188.

However, as soon as she opened the box, the aroma of the food and the turbid smell were also mixed, just like the air she was particularly uncomfortable with now.

Song Tan felt her stomach churning, and she couldn't eat it anyway.

At this time, the boss, who was respected by the employees as "Wang Baopi", walked in and immediately said angrily:

"Song Tan! You still have the mind to eat, where is the PPT I want? I tell you that if you can't hand it in before 2 o'clock, you can't do it anymore!"

Song Tan stood up: Just say that you forgot something! She came to fire me!

"Okay, remember to punch in your salary on time, I will resign now and go back to my hometown!"

Everyone in the office was stunned.

Seeing that Song Tan had already started to pack up, Wang Bapi stood there, feeling lost and aggrieved:

"I... I didn't mean that..."

It's not easy for him to find an obedient, hardworking, capable and cheap employee.

Huo Xueying didn't even eat, and came over to persuade Song Tan not to be impulsive. The current environment is not good, and it's not easy to change jobs.

As a result, she suddenly saw the bald hair on the other side of Song Tan's head, and the gauze attached to it. At this moment, she didn't know why she felt aggrieved:

"Let's go! Tan Tan, I'll help you pack up! You take care of yourself first, I'll find you after get off work!"

Song Tan's words just now were a wish hidden in her body for many years. After saying that, her mind quickly recalled the green mountains and clear waters at home, the fat hens that cuckooed, and the big fat pigs that grunted...

She didn't know if the pigs in her hometown had impurities, but they were definitely better than those in the city, right?

At this moment, she couldn't wait to go home.

"No, seriously, I'll pack up the things in the rental house later, and then go back to my hometown!"

This time, Huo Xueying was also stunned.

...

Song Tan packed very quickly.

Isn't the hard work of two lifetimes for a better life?

Now that she has the ability to cultivate (although she hasn't started practicing yet), wouldn't it be uncomfortable to go home and be self-sufficient?

After getting the temporary certificate from the police station, she took a taxi back to the rental house with the box.

In the 20-square-meter small house, there were a few clothes hanging by the window, and a pile of books on the desk, all of which were study materials related to work.

On the 1.2-meter small bed, the cotton 4-piece set still had the wrinkles from the hurried outing yesterday. Looking at it, Song Tan couldn't help but think of how frugal she used to be.

She sighed silently.

She found the cardboard boxes that she was reluctant to throw away, packed some simple toiletries, unpacked the 4-piece bedding set, a box of clothes, and three pairs of shoes.

That's it.

After packing up a bit, she called the landlord - leaving early, the deposit is not refunded, and the extra rent is refunded.

After counting, there is still 63,500 yuan!

Back to my hometown!

…

High-speed rail, taxi.

Four hours in total, Song Tan, who was willing to spend money, did not take the train and bus as before.

At this moment, she stood on the side of the road five or six hours earlier than usual.

Looking at the gurgling stream on the other side of the road, breathing the air different from the city (although it was still a little turbid), the whole person finally got out of the swaying state.

On the road on the hillside in the distance, a motorcycle roared over, went downhill, passed through the fields planted with tea trees on both sides, and finally stopped in front of her.

The short, dark-skinned man looked at her, and a smile appeared on his simple face:

"Tan Tan, why are you on vacation?"

The middle-aged man got off the car, put the huge suitcase on the iron frame behind the motorcycle, tied it up with rubber bands, shook it, and then spoke:

"Get in the car, Dad will take you home, your mother roasted sweet potatoes at home, and I caught a few crucian carps for you yesterday - what's wrong with your head?"

This is her father, Song Sancheng.

Song Tan had tears in her eyes, looking at this ordinary man full of worry, trying to smile, and then pretending to touch her head casually: "It's okay, I bumped it when I got off work, but the company has been working overtime recently, so I just came back to rest for a few days."

"You have to rest, otherwise what if you get sick at such a young age?"

The motorcycle's ignition rod was stepped on several times, and then there was a roar. Song Tan subconsciously held the rear frame with his backhand, feeling the increasingly fresh smell of the wind blowing on his face.

Going up the mountain, turning, the trees are getting more and more dense, even in the cold winter, you can see the green tea mountains and pine forests...

This is her hometown, Yuncheng, Qingxi Town, Yunqiao Village.

A hometown with mountains and water, and four distinct seasons.

This is her new life.

…

The motorcycle went over the mountains and ridges for more than ten minutes, and finally approached the village after a long downhill.

Yunqiao Village is in the mountains. Although there is a road connecting all villages and a daily bus, it is no longer a problem to go out, but the winding mountain road still brings inconvenience. In recent years, there are fewer and fewer young people in the village.

The elderly are gradually passing away, the young are moving away, and the people left in the village have become increasingly sparse.

All in all, there are no more than 30 households around now.

But, what's the matter? Cultivators, what deep mountains and old forests have they not stayed in? Retreat for months, even decades, and it doesn't matter whether there are people or not.

…

Song Tan got off the motorcycle and felt a strange feeling in her body that was about to move - it was the fluctuation of her spiritual roots. This reaction proved that the deep mountains and old forests were more suitable for cultivation.

Thinking of her ability after recovering her cultivation, Song Tan became more confident about the future.

In the world of cultivation, she has two spiritual roots of water and wood, and she practices two systems of exercises, which are the most vital.

But the way of heaven is difficult, and it is difficult to make a golden elixir. If she can't make a golden elixir, she will not be able to control her own destiny in the world of cultivation.

In order to seek a breakthrough opportunity, Song Tan planted spiritual plants in the back mountain for a hundred years, carefully experiencing life and death, wind, frost, snow, rain, sunshine and morning dew.

Her ability to nourish plants with spiritual energy has almost become an instinct.

Now that she is lucky enough to have another life, she will not ask for anything else when she returns to the countryside. She will plant something she can eat first.

This mortal food is so dirty that she really can't swallow it!

Thinking of this, the stomach that hadn't eaten for a day became even hungrier, and the first thing that came to her nose was a fragrant smell.

A short and fat woman also came out of the kitchen on the other side of the yard:

"Tan Tan, what do you want to eat tonight? I stewed crucian carp soup and roasted a few more. I'll fry an egg for you. Don't you like eggs? It's too late to kill the chicken now, so I'll stew it for you tomorrow - Old Song, go pick two handfuls of coriander and put them in the fish soup later."

Coriander is coriander, and Song Tan's whole family loves this taste.

Song Tan looked at her mother Wu Lan and laughed: "Add two handfuls of big fat, Ningcheng never puts this in fish, I've been thinking about it for a long time."

The locals in Yuncheng like to put this in fish, and the aroma is unique. Song Tan didn't know until he went to work in Ningcheng that the scientific name of this "big fat" is Patchouli, and outsiders (including Ningcheng) don't seem to eat it.

Wulan laughed out loud: "Can the food in the restaurant outside be delicious? But in this winter, there is no fat, so let's use coriander."

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