Chapter 130 130. 20,000 yuan pension security
Song Tan drove the pickup truck to deliver the last pile of fruit seedlings, and then when he came down the mountain again, he saw the big truck in front of him as if his butt was on fire. The boss stepped on the accelerator and left without even saying hello.
Ulan, who had just turned down the hillside, was stunned:
"Hey, why are we leaving here? I was thinking that I had to leave someone to eat, so I came back to cook early."< br>
Here I saw Zhang Yanping leaning on the gate and winking:
"Tantan, you lived up to your trust, and you really didn't let me leave empty-handed!"
The three brothers each had two bottles of honey and a pound of tea. Zhang Yanping took the initiative and gave another five pounds of bamboo shoots...
This is the highest treatment among all customers!
He was afraid that Song Tan would not be happy, so he said angrily: "I come all the way to deliver goods. If we cooperate again in the future, we can come and go often..."< br>
Song Tan glanced at him and thought that I am not that stingy. I didn't give him a gift before, but it was just unnecessary.
But Wu Lan was already smiling happily at this moment:
“Oh Yan Ping! It has to be you!”
“How do you say this, Tantan, you just gave someone tens of thousands of yuan in payment. , people here have returned more than 30,000 yuan... In this way, I have enough money to hire workers tomorrow!"
Zhang Yanping also cheered up: "Then you don't have to dig these bamboo shoots! Let’s go!”
Song Tan thought for a while and said sincerely: “Let’s dig more.”
After all, the spiritual energy has given birth to something. It would be a pity not to dig it out. There will be many places to spend money next!
Zhang Yanping: ...
What can I say?
Twenty yuan a pound for bamboo shoots was enough to arouse Ulan's enthusiasm. She also took out a hoe and a basket: "Let's go, it's not dark yet, hurry up and go to the bamboo forest." , let’s have dinner later.”
Zhang Yanping was on the verge of tears: “Auntie, you’d better rest, we have to hire dozens of people tomorrow, and you have to do all the cooking!”
"You should take a breather tonight and decide on a helper in advance."
Ulan stared at Song Tan:
"You are really a daughter!"
< br>"Since you came back, my family's savings have not been much, and the work has been coming out day by day. No matter how old scalpers your parents are, they can't do this!"
Song Tan quickly comforted: " It's okay, Mom, please invite two helpers tomorrow. After I sell the bamboo shoots, I will go to my aunt's place to see if I can invite the seventh cousin back..."
Ulan was still complaining: "Isn't it money to hire helpers? If you do this, I won't even care about picking tea leaves..."
Tea leaves are so valuable!
Song Tan suddenly realized that since she returned home, she had paid for all the expenses, but her parents had not seen any of the gains.
That won’t work.
As parents get older, they will become short of breath and insecure if they have no money.
This is not a question of filial piety or lack of money, it is purely a matter of their philosophy for many years -
When people get old, they have to save more money for themselves.
But if all financial powers are released, with the cautious characters of Wu Lan and Song Sancheng, they will not think about any expenditures next, and just save money penny by penny.
Song Tan thought for a while: "Mom, please give me a card number. The more we earn this year, the more we spend, and you and my dad have really worked hard - this is good, I will give you a card number every month You two have 20,000 yuan, you can save it.”
When he said this, Ulan became even more angry!
At this moment, the hoe was swung down hard, and a piece of bamboo shoots was dug out with a "bang" sound, and then he stared at her: "Why, now you have to pay your parents a salary! Then what should I ask you to do in the future? Don’t you have to pay for the errands?”
Song Tan: ...
She knows.
If you don’t give me money, my parents won’t see any money all year round. It’s unreasonable.
After giving the money, they felt like they were living apart.
She had to change her perspective: "Mom, the main thing is that you have seen that our investment in Tiandishan is quite large, and I spend money lavishly and have no sense."
"This is not for you every month. Save some money for me and Qiao Qiao. If anything happens, it will be up to you two." After saying this, Ulan thought in his mind:
Twenty thousand a month is two to three hundred thousand a year. The couple only saved so much in their lifetime by frugally.
With this money, even if Tantan loses money this year, he will not have to worry about it in the future.
What's more, based on the current income status of the family, even if the compensation is paid, it will be very limited.
Then the money they hold is also a layer of protection.
Thinking about it this way, oh, raising a daughter is such a thoughtful thing!
At this moment, there was a smile on her eyebrows:
"Really? Twenty thousand a month is a lot of money! Can you still pay it out now - I do have a postal service The card is not very useful. It only contains more than 800 yuan of agricultural subsidies every year. I will give you the card number when I get home.”
Not to mention, the gesture of swinging the hoe seems to be much more relaxed.
Song Tan responded with a smile.
Tsk, tsk, tsk.
Zhang Yanping on the side was amazed.
I don’t know why, but I always feel that his sister’s ability to fool her parents seems to be very high-end.
And then apply this situation to my mother-in-law——
Well, let’s forget it. His mother must have felt that she had to save money, but she still had to take the civil service exam.
Compared with urging to take the civil service exam, digging bamboo shoots in his hometown was no longer a hard job. He was filled with endless energy and broke two spring bamboo shoots easily.
We waited until it got dark and the bamboo forest was no longer visible, then everyone went back carrying the full baskets.
In one afternoon, nearly 400 kilograms of bamboo shoots were dug out.
Because there was a lot of spiritual energy this time, bamboo shoots sprouted one after another in the bamboo forest. Song Tan thought about it, and while Wulan tied up three to five kilograms of bamboo shoots with rubber bands, he said:
< br>"Mom, I think the bamboo shoots can be sold for two more days. I'll recruit two more people to help dig the bamboo shoots in these two days."
She ran out of time.
Zhang Yanping is not very useful at work.
Ulan is weighing the bamboo shoots in his hands - some of them are dug directly from the ground. They look like winter bamboo shoots and are fat and huge.
Some are tender bamboo shoots that have already grown, thin and long. You can mix and match the two sides at will, as long as you can make a pile of three to five kilograms.
This thing is very heavy, and the price of 20 yuan per pound is really gratifying, so Wulan didn’t object to hiring someone:
“Then tell your dad, and we’ll wait. I’ll call more people later.”
We have to make arrangements for tomorrow’s work.
Think about it and say: "Don't rush to the city tomorrow morning. Go to the town to buy more vegetables and come back."
"There are so many people. We have to start cleaning up early in the morning. We can't wait for you to come back from shopping for groceries in the city."
"Okay."
Song Tan agreed.
She is now proficient in driving mountain roads, and it is not a problem to walk back and forth to the town in half an hour.
“What kind of food should I buy?”
This is the season...
Ulan thought for a while: "As long as you don't buy garlic sprouts, lettuce, cabbage, spinach, and anything else, it will be fine. Other people in the village also have it in their vegetable fields, so we can just get it together."
For those of you who are waiting for me tonight while waiting for the typhoon, I think your love words in the comment area are much better than mine...
Well, two updates. No more.
Let’s try our best tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)