Tokai City, weekends.

Zhao Chun went to the post office to fill in the information, paid the money, and carefully handed the packaged disc to the post office brother.

"This thing of mine is very valuable, it can't be broken, you must send it to me quickly." ”

After repeated admonitions, and getting successive assurances from the post office brother, Zhao Chuncai left with a smile.

But as if he thought of something, he quickly hung his head again.

I forgot, I only sent a CD over, Tian Sangsang has no electricity at home, and there is no gramophone, how can I hear the music he recorded on the CD?

It looks like I have to write a letter.

Why don't you take her to the city?

Will Tian Sangsang agree?

It's just a few days since I saw him, Tian Sangsang's black face lingered in Zhao Chun's mind, and even he couldn't think about that feeling clearly.

Maybe it's so dark that you can recognize her at a moment in the crowd, so it's impressive.

As soon as he returned to the vicinity of the house he rented outside, the landlord called him: "Zhao Chun, someone has sent you something, come and get it." ”

"Aunt Zhang, where did you send it?" Zhao Chun was stunned, his home was in the city, who would send him something? If it was a family member, he should have been notified in advance.

"It was sent from Tianjia Village. Approaching the landlord, the landlord smiled and said, "Wait, I'll look for it, there are too many things piled up." Got it. Here...... It's this. ”

A big bag, weirdly heavy. The landlord wanted to politely ask if it was sent from home, but looking at Zhao Chun's style on weekdays, it doesn't look like he knows any country people.

Tianjia Village!?Is it Tian Sangsang!?

Tian Sangsang actually sent him something!?

For some reason, he first remembered the pig's trotters that he stole from Tian Sangsang's house that day, which were fragrant and fragrant. Even his grandfather praised that the person who can marinate pig's trotters with such a flavor is definitely not an ordinary person.

Zhao Chun's eyes lit up and he picked up the sack on the ground. Don't look at this as a sack, it's a bit heavy, as if there is some glass in it, and you can hear the sound of things bumping, but the bag must be filled with good things.

Through the sack, you can smell the fragrance. Zhao Chun swallowed his saliva and lived in Tian Sangsang's house for a week, and his mouth was raised. So much so that when I think of Tian Sangsang, I will subconsciously feel hungry.

Carrying his things up the stairs and walking in the direction of the room. In order to facilitate the creation of music-related things, Zhao Chun rented a house with several people with the same interests and hobbies.

In the corridor, several people who silently followed him to make music saw him and called the boss one after another.

One of them said excitedly: "Boss, the things have been sent? If the other party says it's okay, do we have to invite someone to record the song? Listening to the song, I think the song must be moving." I really want to meet this singer. ”

"Yes, Boss, have you really met him? Someone who can write his own songs must be very talented. ”

"It's been sent. Zhao Chun replied.

In fact, after Tian Sangsang finished singing that day, she knew that she was singing including those people in the village, and the people in the village generally wouldn't publicize it, a small place. As for the deputy secretary or something, I just think the songs are good, and I won't talk about them everywhere. So now the only person who knows the original singer is Zhao Chun. Zhao Chun remembered that Tian Sangsang said that he didn't like to publicize it very much, so he didn't reveal it to his companions, causing his companions to only think crankily on their own.

"He's a very special person. Zhao Chun's originally arrogant eyes showed a smile, and he changed the topic: "You guys come to my room, I got some good things, give you some points." ”

"Boss, where did you find foreign records?"

"Piano music?"

"Or a ballet tape?"

“……”

The corners of Zhao Chun's mouth twitched, "Don't talk about these things, they are not." ”

"What's that?" the crowd asked cautiously.

"Eat. ”

Several people ate a big whale, and looked at Zhao Chun's eyes clearly revealing this meaning: Boss, you have fallen.

The boss, who has never eaten fireworks in the world before, even cares about eating.

Zhao Chun took out the key and opened the door, carried the things into the house, and several people followed him in. He was the only one in the room, a bed, a wardrobe, and a large pile of books piled on the table, a mess, with papers lying on top of it. In the corner of the wall there is a TV, an electric fan, a tape recorder, a phonograph, a video tape, and a guitar hanging on the wall. In this era, it costs money to be a maverick, and these things in his house are not available in ordinary people's homes.

Several other people are also in good condition, otherwise they would not follow Zhao Chun to engage in music. Among them is a man named Yao Yu, whose family still works at a TV broadcasting station.

Take out the things in the sack one by one, it doesn't matter if you take it or not, you are startled, Zhao Chun's hand has not stopped. Several other people helped him clean up the table, staring at the things that lay on the table in amazement. One by one, the glass jars were colorful, and a piece of white paper was pasted on each glass jar, and the words were written on the white paper. For example, dried small fish has a shelf life of one year, jackfruit has a shelf life of one year, canned loquat has a shelf life of one year, and so on. If you want to say that people in this era, their love for canned food is from the bottom of their hearts. It doesn't matter what type of canned food, fruits, fish, meat, vegetables......

Yao Yu swallowed, "Boss, where are you from?" ”

"A friend sent it to me. Zhao Chun was understated and dazzled, and he couldn't bear to see it. So can you take back what you just said?

"Whatever you like to eat, pick two bottles each, and make your own. I know that guy and he made it very delicious. Zhao Chun said.

"Boss, then you're welcome. Several people picked up their favorite things, Zhao Chun's eyes were sharp, and he held the can of his favorite fried fish and pork slices in his arms, and he planned to send the rest home to his family to taste, by the way, and Jiang Jinghuai's, he also had to send it, as for Wenxiu's...

Zhao Chun's eyes were dim, forget it. Before the matter was clear, he was on his brother's side, and he still didn't touch Jiang Jinghuai's brows.

Jiang Jinghuai has a sweet lover, and he especially liked to eat that chocolate when he was a child. It's just not good, it's sent from Donghai Province to the capital, and the shelf life of the dessert has long expired, so let's wait for Jiang Jinghuai to return to Donghai.

"Hey, hey. Zhao Chun smiled inexplicably and was a little cheerful, when he returned to the East China Sea, these desserts were long gone.

……

Taking advantage of Chen Ying and Chen Ming's absence, Tian Sangsang cleaned up the small courtyard behind the house. Chen Ying took a small piece of land to grow vegetables, and the rest of the place was empty, which was enough for Tian Sangsang to show his strength.

Tian Sangsang first took out roses, lilies, and chrysanthemums, dug up some space soil, and mixed it with the soil in the yard. It is recorded in the space user manual that if the soil is taken out of the space, it is just normal soil, and the spiritual spring in the space must be watered to have a promoting effect. Therefore, the spiritual spring and the soil are indispensable. After tinkering with the flowers, she planted some cabbage, greens, loofahs, sweet potatoes and other things, as well as grapes, and she also planted them. For the time being, I can only tinker with these first, and then clean up when I have my own house in the future.