Song Tan Jishi

Qiaoqiao squatted down, and held the stem of a purple vetch flower familiarly, and then carefully placed the big bear on the flower.

Seeing it's long mouthparts penetrate deep into the flower's heart, he let out a long sigh like a little adult:

"Big Bear, eat less, you can't be so fat anymore. If you get fatter, you won't be able to collect honey in the future... Where is your baby? Give your baby more food!"

The voice was close at hand, full of sunshine, and it was all conveyed through the mobile phone, so that people couldn't help but smile when they heard it.

But there was a strange feeling in my heart again - this hand should be quite big, but why did it speak like a child?

The next moment, a fair face suddenly moved in front of the camera, those bright black eyes looked at the camera curiously, and the thick and slender eyelashes fluttered like a fluttering butterfly in the wind.

Seen from a close distance, the brows and eyes are full of childishness and innocence, like a cold spring gurgling down a snow-capped mountain, making one's heartbeat freeze for a moment.

Everyone in front of the camera was silent.

Then the other party suddenly turned his head and shouted loudly:

"Sister, why is your phone here?"

Only then did Song Tan remember that the phone was still broadcasting live.

But it doesn't matter. Last time, the video was meticulously shot with multiple materials, and then the soundtrack was edited in post-production. Isn't the splash still not turning up?

Now that I'm doing it perfunctorily, it's impossible for someone to do it.

Alas, something like flow is really harder to figure out than aura.

She didn't pay attention either, instead she asked Jojo:

"Have you shaken all the honey yet?"

Qiao Qiao nodded, and then complained: "My brother is not good, he always steals."

"It's okay." Song Tan coaxed him:

"I originally planned to give my brother a bottle when he came home. Now that he ate it secretly, you should write it down. When brother comes home, you will deduct what he ate."

"Take a bite and take a spoonful."

In the spring breeze, Qiao Qiao laughed so loudly.

Afterwards, Qiao Qiao looked at the big bear in his hand worriedly: "Sister, why is the big bear so fat? If this continues, what should I do if it can't fly anymore?"

Song Tan felt a little guilty.

If it weren't for the fact that it thought it was too cute at the beginning, and accidentally gave it too much aura...

cough.

However, Qiaoqiao obviously doesn't need to get the answer. At this moment, he just picked another handful of milk vetch from his hand and handed it to Fat Bumblebee. Seeing it climb up awkwardly, he laughed:

"It doesn't matter if you can't fly, Big Bear is my good partner, and I will take care of him."

Zhao Lei in front of the screen suddenly understood: This boy...should be the one with abnormal mental development.

Everything she said was childish and childish, and everything she did was purely childlike.

He suddenly smiled vicissitudes: I think so, how can an adult who bears the pressure of life have such pure eyes?

To this day, he is still shocked by the close-up smile that he just looked back at.

"Come on, Qiao Qiao," the girl who couldn't see her face said again: "The two baskets are full, you can help my sister pick them back. I will send the baskets over later."

"Okay."

That hand stopped rubbing the bee's buttocks, and then the grass blades rubbed against each other, and he seemed to stand up and strode forward.

The angle of the camera is limited, and you can only see a basket full of pink, purple and green vetch, which is piled heavily in the basket, and slowly walks away following the boy's footsteps.

And at this moment, the old man's voice sounded again in the field:

"Tan Tan, I think the leeks grown in the corner of the field above are growing pretty well. You can eat them in two days. The leaves are fat and thick, and they are very good!"

"Yeah?"

The girl's pleasantly surprised voice came, and she responded immediately: "I'll go cut it later. Eating leeks in March and April will make all things grow hair and replenish yang energy. It's the season!"

The old man laughed again: "Yes, it's good to eat leeks. Let's cut them home and make dumplings. There are so many people in the family recently, so we can eat a lot in one meal."

"The remaining leek roots are too dense. I took a look. After the field is plowed, you have to spread them out quickly, and you can plant several ridges."

Leek Dumplings...

Zhao Lei watched silently, then stretched out his finger and pointed to the attention above.

He noticed that more than 1,700 people had come to the live broadcast room at this time, but the barrage was clean, as if no one was watching at all.

But when he clicked to follow, a pop-up popped up in the live broadcast room——

[Congratulations! You are the 999th followed user, come and witness the growth of the anchor! ]

Whoa!

Zhao Lei felt inexplicably proud. He thought that the content of the live broadcast that I watched was really attractive. 1,700 people watched it, and 999 people followed it. What kind of magic is this?

You know, the number of views on the live broadcast platform is in vain. Once you click in, it counts as one, and if you click on the same account a hundred or eighty times, it can be counted as a hundred or eighty times.

What does this data represent now?

It means that among the people who watched, only a very small part quit, and everyone paid attention.

But Song Tan who was in the field had long forgotten about it, and now he was only thinking about——

In the evening, do you eat leek vermicelli and egg dumplings, or leek oil residue stuffing, or leek box?

While thinking about it, I still didn’t forget to reply to old man Li’s suggestion

"Grandpa Li, what you said makes sense. I'll clean it up in two days. At that time, half of the field over there will have to be planted with leeks. This year's vegetables are selling well, and I plan to grow more."

It's just that we need to sow some seeds next, otherwise the leek root is not enough.

It's not that old man Li doesn't know about Song Tan selling vegetables, he even knows the price!

But he kept his mouth shut and didn't say anything to anyone, but when he was talking about Zi Yunying, he chose the field where the cattle ate, and he didn't go to other places easily, so as not to delay others' earning money.

Now he nodded: "Vegetables are expensive in the city. You asked me to set aside two plots of land to grow vegetable seedlings. After Qingming, I lifted the straw from the top."

"You can see how well they are growing now! When the land is plowed, it's time to sow the seeds, and I'll transplant the seedlings."

At that time, I have to go to the nearby bamboo forest to chop some bamboo, and make a shelf for cowpea, cucumber, bitter gourd and loofah..."

"There is also rice. I saw that the seedlings are growing really well! This year your rice must be delicious."

"That is."

Regarding this aspect, Song Tan was not at all polite:

"It's been so long. If I can't make any more money, my parents' pension money will almost be folded into it."

In the countryside, being able to cry about being poor is the first element. Otherwise, there are relatives from all over the world. Today this relative will come to borrow some money, and tomorrow that relative will go to the field to pick vegetables... What do you say?

It's better to decide from the beginning: this is for sale.

As for the things sold out, if you are a little reasonable, you will be more cautious.

For example, old man Li is.

As for the unreasonable ones, there are naturally unreasonable ways to deal with them.

Ah, the monthly misery has come again.

It's not easy being a fairy...