Song Qingtian put away the monkey ticket, there was a hole in the stone of the bloodstone, which was just used to wear a rope, so she wore a rope and hung it on her chest, and the gift given by her father naturally had to be worn closely, not to mention that such a valuable thing was not at ease when she carried it on her body.

In this era, the information is not developed, and there are very few people who know the goods, and a variety of agate is called Nanhong, which only became popular in the 21st century, and the color of bloodstone is very the same.

In the 80s, who didn't have a few small antiquities at home, agate beads were not as good as glass balls to make children like, and the precious bloodstone lied to people that it was agate.

Fortunately, it was rebirth, and Song Qingtian knew the value of monkey tickets and bloodstones, otherwise these things would be burned in the fire just like in his previous life.

A lot of wealth, this made Song Qingtian return to the era of rebirth after the surprise, the monkey ticket was a few cents at that time, even if it was valuable, it was twenty or thirty years later, and he couldn't take the treasure with Baoshan in his hand.

Bloodstone is not very valuable in this era, and there are no people who know the goods, and it is a gift from his father, Song Qingtian will not sell it.

I rejoiced for a while, and I should do it well.

Song Qingtian and Song Xifeng, the uncle and nephew, are busy together when they are busy, and when they are free, they sit down together to review their school homework, Song Qingtian always feels that the content of the textbook is very simple, and often memorizes the knowledge content of the two days in two hours.

Song Qingtian had a very good memory in his previous life, and he still remembered it in this life, which made Song Xifeng very envious, and when he saw that Song Qingtian was bored, he also showed his textbook to Song Qingtian.

Song Dongmei lay at home for two days, the wound was almost healed, and she walked around the village, and the people in the village asked who knocked her unconscious, who knew that Song Dongmei said that she fell down.

Song Qingtian thought that Song Dongmei would have a big fight with Yang Yuting, but she didn't expect Song Dongmei's attitude to be really different from her style.

Previously, Mrs. Song was worried that someone would do something to Song Dongmei in the reeds, and the attempt to misbehaved would affect Song Dongmei's reputation, but Yang Yuting injured Song Dongmei, which has nothing to do with Qingmei, how could Song Dongmei endure it?

I really don't understand this woman, whatever, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, and he doesn't bother to explore if it has nothing to do with him.

Seeing that Lu Xin was going to come to pick up the goods the next day, Song Qingtian and Song Xifeng classified the types and sizes of loaches and yellow eels overnight.

Lu Xin came to collect loaches for the second time, ate in the town, and then came by himself.

Soon after the beginning of spring, the willow trees on the banks of the Song River have bloomed with tender green teeth.

Yesterday, Song Qingtian went to pick some, put them in the sun to dry them semi-dry, and then roasted them on the tiles with fire, and Lu Xin made him a bowl of liujian tea before he came.

The tender green willow tips stretched out under the invasion of boiling water, a bowl of boiling water became green, looking at the bare trees in winter, the green in front of people made people feel comfortable.

Lu Xin took a sip and felt that it was very fragrant, and after drinking a bowl of fragrance, the fragrance penetrated into his heart and spleen, which was very comfortable, driving away his fatigue from a long journey.

Song Qingtian asked why Yu Qingbo didn't come with him.

Lu Xin said lightly: "Didn't I say last time, one person's business doesn't need two people to do, he goes to find something else to do." ”

Song Qingtian said boldly: "Brother Lu, if you do this, will Yu Qingbo blame me?" ”

"He doesn't dare, sunny day, you can rest assured, he dares to resent you, I will beat him."

“……”

Song Qingtian let Lu Xin rest, and she and Song Xifeng helped load loaches into the truck.

Opening the carriage, Song Qingtian smelled a strong smell of wine, there were several bamboo baskets in the carriage, the bamboo baskets were padded with thick straw, and a jar was stuffed in the middle of each bamboo basket, and the rich smell of wine emanated from those jars.

There are also red letters pasted on the wine jar, and the words on the red paper clearly read "Lao Baigan".

Lao Baigan is a specialty of northern Hebei, and in later generations, Hengshui Lao Baigan is particularly famous, Song Qingtian guessed that Lu Xin should have pulled the specialty of his hometown to sell.

This Lu Xin is really shrewd, originally through the work of purchasing loaches in the sanatorium, by the way, he pulled local liquor from northern Hebei to sell, so that the car would not run out.

It is another hand to pay the money and the other hand to deliver the goods, Lu Xin is still very satisfied with Song Qingtian's cooperation.

Lu Xin drank tea at Song Qingtian's house for more than an hour, and before noon, Yang Xiulian had already prepared lunch.

Stir-fried sour cabbage with pork belly, put a few peppers in the sky, sour, spicy and crispy.

An old tofu stewed with Sichuan pepper and chili pepper is spicy and tender.

With Bai Huahua's hand-rolled noodles, Lu Xin ate very comfortably, and kept praising Yang Xiulian's good craftsmanship.

Yang Xiulian said curtly: "Boss Lu, if you like to eat, then come home to eat in the future, I still need you to take care of my house after the sunny day." ”

Lu Xin smiled: "Don't dare to take care of it, you can call me Xiao Lu in the future, I am not ten years older than Qingtian, I call me Brother Lu on Qingtian, I have to call you Auntie." ”

"Boss Lu, sunny days are the name of sunny days, how can I call you Xiao Lu, this can't be."

Yang Xiulian insisted, and Lu Xin smiled and said casually.

After eating, when Lu Xin left, Song Qingtian asked casually, "Brother Lu, is the liquor in your car for sale?" ”

Lu Xin snorted, and drove away without too much explanation.

Song Qingtian sent Lu Xin away, and saw Song Nanfeng driving a tractor into the village from a distance, and Sun Guiying sat on the tractor and hugged a pair of boys with a proud face.

When the villagers saw Sun Guiying's pair of children, they all greeted them enviously, and Song Qingtian didn't want to see her smug face, so she ran home quickly.

In the next two days, Song Nanfeng's family did not show up, let alone mention money.

Song Qingtian had a dull day, collecting loaches every day, and reviewing homework with the third uncle, she could see that Lu Xin liked Liujian tea very much, and went to the Song River to pick willow buds in her spare time, and came back to make some Liujian tea.

Sure enough, when Lu Xin came again, he got out of the car and said that the Liujian tea last time was delicious.

Lu Xin still didn't stay long this time, drinking tea, eating and leaving.

Song Qingtian deliberately paid attention to the inside of his carriage and found that there were still a few jars of Lao Baigan.

Before leaving, Song Qingtian packed the liujian tea he made and asked Lu Xin to take it away.

Lu Xin came three times, and the small loaches that Song Qingtian picked out seemed to have saved dozens of catties, and if these loaches were not raised in time, they would die if they were put in a plastic bucket for a long time.

She asked Song Xifeng about the mass grave contract.

Song Xifeng said: "The first time I asked, the village chief said that he had to report to the township, and then he asked twice, but he always didn't give a clear word. ”

"Isn't it difficult?"

"I suspect that the village chief didn't take this matter to heart at all, and I see that he has been to the township several times."

Song Qingtian thought for a while and said, "Third uncle, let's go to the village chief's house again." You go buy a box of cigarettes, a bottle of liquor, and let's go in the evening. ”

Song Xifeng was silent for a moment and said, "I don't want to go to the village chief's house anymore. ”

"What's going on, Third Uncle? Did the village chief say something unpleasant? ”

"Not either."

"And ...... you?"

"......" Song Xifeng's face turned a little red, "I went to ask about contracting a mass grave, and the village chief introduced me to the object once." ”

Song Qingtian smiled: "This is a good thing." ”

"What's a good thing, the village chief wants to introduce his wife's niece to me, that woman I know, her personality is domineering, more pungent than the second sister-in-law, I don't like it at all, and I'm only 19 this year, I still want to go to college, I haven't thought about dealing with anyone, and I haven't thought about getting married."

It turns out that there is such a thing, no wonder Song Xifeng is reluctant to go.

Song Qingtian said: "Third uncle, don't worry, we will go together tonight, and the village chief will not tell you the object in front of me." ”

"It's fine." Song Xifeng agreed and went shopping.

In the evening, while the two of them were walking, Song Xifeng's heart was still churning, silently thinking that the village chief should not mention the matter of the introduction object again, it was too annoying.

Song Zuhui, the village head, was in his 50s, burly, with a beard, and was sitting at home after dinner, when he saw Song Qingtian and Song Xifeng walking into the courtyard one after the other, he stood up.

"Sunny day Nizi, you're here with the west wind, have you eaten it?"

"Uncle Zu Hui, we've eaten, let's come and see you."

Song Qingtian replied with a smile, and then put the cigarette and liquor on the table.

In the countryside in the 80s, people mostly drank loose wine, and a dime was a small cup.

Smoking is basically a dry tobacco, and guests will buy a few cigarettes to smoke for guests. Stores sell cigarettes by disassembling the whole box of cigarettes and then selling them at the root.

A bottle of liquor and a box of cigarettes were taken out to give away, Song Qingtian was a big deal.

The 15-year-old girl, this stroke still made Song Zuhui a little surprised, thinking that this must be nothing to go to the Three Treasures Palace, and naturally thought of Song Xifeng to mention the matter of contracting mass graves, but he didn't know how to laugh.

To be polite, Song Zuhui said, "Nizi, what are you doing here?" I heard that you have recently collected loaches, and you are very young. ”

"Uncle Zu Hui, don't praise me, I can collect loaches because you lead the village well, so that people are willing to cooperate with me, I feel grateful to Uncle Zu Hui, just look at you for that little thing."

What is the matter with collecting loaches and managing the village chief by himself?

Song Qingtian just wanted to bring him a high hat, send cigarettes and wine and wear a high hat, this method Song Qingtian used a lot in his previous life, and basically no one let him not eat this set.

Song Zuhui was obviously very proud of Song Qingtian's praise, "Qingtian Nizi is really good at talking, you yourself have the ability and ability, and you are better than a male baby." ”

"I can't do it alone, most of it depends on my third uncle's help."

"That's right, Zephyr is a good young man, hard-working, and energetic, so I like him very much."

Song Xifeng didn't plan to speak, he didn't understand why Song Qingtian guided the topic on himself, wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say, for fear that Song Zuhui would mention the matter of the object again.

Song Qingtian said: "Uncle Zu Hui values my third uncle so much, I am very happy, my third uncle wants to contract the matter of the mass grave, Uncle Zu Hui said to report it to the township, I don't know what the result is?" ”

Song Qingtian led the topic to Song Xifeng, just to ask the question directly.

"Sunny day Nizi, that's the case, I did report to the township recently, but the township said that the place of the mass grave is too special, so it takes a long time, so let the west wind wait for a long time, don't worry, I will help you urge tomorrow."

Song Zuhui has been the village chief for many years, and such official words come casually, it's not that I don't care, it's a matter of the township to do things slowly, and I've done my best.

"Uncle Zu Hui, then I'm bothering you, there are too many small loaches in our family, and we are anxious to find a place to raise them, when can you give us a result, I and the third uncle are looking forward to you sending us some timely rain."

Song Zuhui was proud in his heart, this little girl spoke so well, no wonder she could do business.

gave a gift, wore a high hat, and put Song Xifeng on top to talk about things, Song Zuhui didn't even think about it: "I'll run for you tomorrow, and it should be decided tomorrow." ”

Rural contracted land, ponds, these collective properties, as long as it is not a large-scale, large-scale change to the original state, are the masters of the village, Song Qingtian knows this, Song Zuhui agreed to be so simple, if it weren't for the matter of the third uncle talking about the object, it is estimated that it would have been done long ago, it seems that the matter that the third uncle said about the object must be solved tonight.

"Thank you, Uncle Zu Hui, I'll just say, Uncle Zu Hui is dedicated to the good of the villagers, especially taking care of my third uncle, my third uncle always said that you care about his affairs very much."

Song Qingtian took the opportunity to add the high hats one by one, and deliberately mentioned the third uncle.

At this moment, Liu Juhua, the wife of the village chief, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, heard the three of them talking, so she walked out and said with a smile on her face: "The west wind and the sunny day are coming, your uncle Zuhui really likes the west wind, and I also like this kid very much, everything is good." ”

Listening to the tone, Liu Juhua was about to start talking to Song Xifeng about her family affairs again.

Song Xifeng couldn't help but feel nervous in his heart, what the hell is this girl doing on a sunny day, the matter of mass grave contracting has been solved, why do you keep mentioning yourself?

This girl knows that there are tigers in the mountains, and she prefers to go to the tiger mountains.