Song Tan Jishi

But having said that, none of the three actually took it seriously.

Not to mention that branch secretary Xiao Zhu has been in the village for two years, and she doesn't want to think about some things, but it doesn't mean she has no means.

Just talk about Guo Dong, who was born in the old city among a bunch of old men and women's best patients.

As for Song Tan... Then she didn't panic.

This is not to say that I have anything to rely on, but that old man Li is going back to the village after all.

The villagers of their older generation all pay attention to individuality and human feelings.

If he hadn't stopped his son from blackmailing Song Tan today, he would probably have to cry twice at night - because in this way, the country's character will be broken, and when he dies, I'm afraid there will be no one from the villagers to help with the funeral, help carry the coffin and dig Grave.

Old people like them pay attention to death as life. When a person passes away, the funeral must be thoughtful and ostentatious.

Otherwise, you will not be able to walk steadily.

All kinds of cumbersome details are not arranged by one-stop service like cities that only pay for it.

Don't look at the old people who say they expect their children to take care of them, but just look at these old people in the village. It's not that there is something wrong, and no one wants to trouble the children.

Don't they all rely on fellow villagers?

So, Song Tan is also safe in his heart.

She was a little irritable before, and it was purely because she didn't want to see such a superb product in her life. Otherwise, it's really difficult to control yourself and not rely on your aura to hit people.

As for whether old man Li will wake up...Song Tan naturally knows how to be so stable.

No, the three of them checked the nearby word-of-mouth restaurants with their mobile phones, and happily decided to eat barbecue.

When the meat was roasted, Xiao Zhu let out a long sigh:

"Oh my god, it feels like a lifetime ago to have such a serious meal outside!"

Guo Dong also paused: "After I graduated, no friends will accompany me to eat like this."

Song Tan: ...

"Then you are a little pitiful."

But before the two of them glared at her, she stared at the meat on the grill again and sighed:

"I'm different. I have a good tongue. This meat is not as good as my food at first glance. I really have no appetite."

After saying this, Guo Dong, who still went to the vegetable garden every day to collect vegetables, silently put down his chopsticks.

Xiao Zhu Branch Secretary: ...

She could only pretend that she didn't hear that, and now she slowly drank the presented pumpkin soup, and then asked:

"You have raised a lot of pigs this year, so I'll share them with you during the Chinese New Year. There are things like tobacco and alcohol. If you like it, just open your mouth."

She is very considerate: "If you find it troublesome, don't kill me. I will find a car and take it home. You also know that my grandpa has many..."

"That won't work." Song Tan shook his head resolutely: "The pigs have to be killed at home."

Qiao Qiao's mind of being spoiled by them in the past six months has become softer and softer. When the time comes, when the time comes to hear the pig cry, why not cry in secret?

Song Tan had already made a plan - before killing the pigs, he would feed them the fermented glutinous rice in the refrigerator to make them drunk. It's more acceptable to Jojo if it's so silent.

Like he said before: don't make them hurt too much.

Guo Dong's eyes lit up when he heard this: "I've saved a lot of money! The New Year's pork will cost me tens of catties, right?"

Song Tan laughed: "Oh, that won't work. Now the state stipulates that those who have not passed the quarantine or have not been sent to the designated slaughtering place cannot be sold."

Guo Dong: ...

The meat in the roasting pan gradually released its aroma, but both of them lost their appetite at the same time, they only looked at her dejectedly:

"Co-author, you didn't want us to try it at all!"

"How could it be?" Song Tan looked at them with special sincerity: "You can eat pig dishes for Chinese New Year."

Can that be the same?

Guo Dong turned his head: "Secretary, come on!"

Secretary Xiao Zhu then cleared his throat:

"It's like this. Although your family only raised a few pigs this year, don't you want to raise cattle next time? Don't fool me! I heard Professor Song help me find out which calves are more cost-effective that day. !"

"If you don't want to sell the whole head, you have to slaughter it? You belong to a family farm, and you can apply for a license after passing the quarantine inspection."

Song Tan was in no hurry:

"What's the weather like now? It's 30 to 40 degrees high. Even if I buy cattle, I can't deliver them. Don't worry, we can do it next year."

How can that work? !

The branch secretary Xiao Zhu was in a hurry.

As far as the pigs in their family are black and white, they are two to three hundred catties high and low. Don't care if it's stewed pig's trotters or braised pork, I don't know how delicious it is!

Taking advantage of the small number of people this year, if you don’t hurry up and enjoy yourself, how difficult will the competition next year be?

She snorted angrily:

"You don't need to worry about it, you just talk about the certificates of your family's farm, have you ever worried about it? You are not happy if someone helps you go through the procedure..."

"Hahahahahaha..."

Song Tan laughed, and immediately picked up the meat in the baking pan, and put it on Xiao Zhu's plate:

"Come on, come on, the branch secretary should eat more, it's hard work for you to apply for the certificate later."

Branch secretary Xiaozhu: ...What you said, I don't seem to be a branch secretary, but an intermediary for certificates.

...

For one meal, the three of them spent an hour or two, but they didn't eat much meat, obviously they were spoiled.

When I paid the bill and went out, I received a call from the police over there.

Don't even think about it, old man Li's son and daughter-in-law are not a fuel-efficient lamp, so they really called the police.

When encountering this kind of thing, the policemen are also very difficult to deal with, so they can only make a mess first.

"The patient's family said that the old man you caused fell and asked for 50,000 yuan in compensation..."

"fifty thousand?!"

Guo Dong's eyes widened in an instant: "Not even fifty cents."

Xiao Zhu's branch secretary has a gentle expression and a calm tone:

"How is the old man?"

She looked at the ward with the door tightly closed:

"It's like this. The old man turned 60 this year. He got into a dispute with his grandson and somehow fell on the edge of the bamboo forest. We only found out after a while."

"The village is remote, and you can't find a car, so you can only use the pickup truck at home. It took an hour or two to deliver it all the way... But it's not a family member, so it's useless to stay here, so I went out and filled it in a hurry. abdomen."

"In this case, I can't understand the family members asking for 50,000 yuan in compensation. But I'm also a member of the village, and I don't want to talk about the money... We are still quite worried about the situation of the elderly."

Policeman: ...

Just, without mentioning the truth, the attitudes of the two sides talking, and the meaning in the words, are the differences obvious, right?

Over there screaming for compensation, the hospital still hesitates to pay the fee, and hesitates to ask about the age.

The son played with the mobile phone, the daughter-in-law also played with the mobile phone, and the rest of the chubby chubby children were also begging to play with the mobile phone.

And here...

What a stark contrast!

The policeman also said sternly: "The old man is fine. The doctor said that he may have passed out after being stimulated for a while and fell down accidentally. You can just take it easy later."

"But the family members said that he fell at your door, and this matter is not easy to deal with now..."