97. What to plant on the back hill_1

So, with a plastic bag in each hand, Qiaoqiao carried all those fry back home.

At home, Grandma Wang Lifen and Wu Lan were both washing and rinsing in the yard, bustling around nonstop.

There was no other way, following local customs, when you hire villagers to work, you have to provide them a meal. There were four in Song Tan's family, grandparents included, along with Zhang Yanping, the young man operating the excavator living in their home, and Song Sancheng's three old buddies who helped out on the back hill…

In total, eleven people—and, given the tasty meals at home, apart from Song Tan who ate a moderate amount, everyone else could put away two to three bowls each meal.

Cooking meals was no small feat.

Song Sancheng was now so busy he hardly touched the ground, and Wu Lan was no different, getting up early in the morning to pick Milk Vetch with Song Tan and Qiaoqiao.