Chapter 139 139. Chef Xiti and the Crying Bag
The car drove smoothly on the road.
In the car seat, Qiaoqiao sat in the passenger seat and continued to squeeze his own colorful clay - this was the new toy he just bought in the morning.
In the back seat, the seventh cousin was holding a handbag in his arms, and from time to time he would bury his head in it and take a deep sniff. This wretched look made the seventh grandma very angry, so she simply turned her head to look out the window.
In the bed of the pickup truck, jars and jars were crowded together, occasionally mixed with boxes and plastic buckets of various colors. There was another set of knives wrapped in foam and stacked up in the box - there was even a huge chopping board that had been handed down from my seventh cousin for many years!
It is said that it was cut from the stump of an old tree. No matter how much he chopped and chopped it over the years, it remains as strong as ever, smooth and shiny.
If I hadn’t brought my bedding and bedding, it would have been like moving.
At this point, the seventh cousin was still sitting in the back seat and giving instructions: "You said, the little girl looks smart but is stupid in doing things. Why are you talking to me so much? It's just a waste of time. First take out the tea leaves and make a cup. I’ll leave with you without saying a word!”
What a shame.
However, Song Tan used to coax people to be obedient, but now that he got it, his scumbag mentality was revealed. He was not as polite as he said, and now he smiled and asked:
"Seventh Cousin, if I rely on this to invite you back from the beginning, what should I do if Grandma Seven is not willing?"
Being sensible and analyzing slowly is the long-term solution. .
Seventh Cousin: ...
Didn’t this happen just now when you were so proud that you lost your shape? Sure enough, the old lady next to me snorted coldly:
"The old man in our family is the master of the family, how can I have any say? What do I think? It's not as important as the cabbage on his balcony." ”
Before leaving, he dug out all the vegetables and gave them away.
Then he spoke to Song Tan in a friendly manner:
"Tan Tan, our old house hasn't been renovated for several years. Is there anyone at home who can help?"
Big The kitchen was brought back, and the seventh cousin even said that he didn’t need any salary, as long as he was given some delicious food... Isn’t this the right thing to do to arrange the house?
She nodded: "Don't worry!"
"But everyone is busy planting trees for me today, and it's too late to repair the house. I'll let you two stay in my house for one night."
"Early tomorrow morning, I will make sure that someone will clean up the house! ”
It’s easy to clean up a guest room at home.
In rural areas, there is nothing else but a lot of rooms.
As soon as she said this, Grandma Qi felt relieved, and now she couldn’t help but think about it again:
"Oh, it's been so many years since I came back to live here, and I don't know if the vegetable field at the door is deserted or not..."
I have been working in the farm all my life, and I have been miserable in the urban area for several years, and now I see She wanted to sow seeds in this open space...
Her expression was full of excitement and expectation.
Song Tan didn’t say anything else, he just introduced them to the current situation of his hometown along the road:
“The road in our village is not easy to walk, but it’s not too bad, it’s just narrow. Point.”
How many years ago was it when every village was connected to every village? The width of the road is three meters. It has been patched and patched over the years, but we can still walk on it.
It’s just a little bumpy.
“There are not many young people in our village now, but every village has a road trip from the town to the city every day. Just call in advance and sit in front of your house.”
I’m sure something will happen in the future. It was Song Tan who picked him up, but he had to point out another way first, so that others could feel at ease.
When Song Tan thought about things, he was extremely thoughtful.
"Seventh Grandma, my seventh cousin didn't ask me to talk about wages just now. But now that you two are back, you can't work for nothing, right?" Before the words finished, the seventh cousin became vigilant:
"What salary do you want? Didn't you agree that you will give me a share of this good thing? It's enough for the two of us. If you want more, I'll pay for it with you."
< br>If my son doesn’t come back, he will still be my child. If there is anything good about it, I still want to send it to him.
Seventh cousin is not stupid. If these things are sold alone, they will be many times higher than the salary!
He owns a house and savings, why does he need so much money? It has to be good stuff and affordable.
Everyone understands the truth of this statement.
But won’t Qiao Qiao have to ask her seventh cousin to take care of her in the future?
Even if the seventh cousin has a good character, if he gets angry and goes too far by hitting and scolding him, can we stop him on the spot for the sake of our children learning a craft?
Besides, Qiao Qiao is too stupid to resist fighting back... If nothing else, the old couple are both over sixty!
Then this affection must be put forward.
“It depends on what you said,” Song Tan smiled generously:
“If I really don’t get paid, what will I do if I hire someone else in the future?”
< br>"But like what the seventh cousin said, I'll leave you a share of the good things. I can't get that much money for the time being, and it's true that the salary won't be high——"
"Sooner or later. Just for our family and you two, there will be no more than ten people. That is to say, when we are busy, we should prepare more meals for lunch.”
"Three thousand yuan a month is really not a lot of money. It's just what I meant. Do you think it will work?"
"Okay, why not!"
Grandma Qi took the lead. He immediately agreed:
“You can tell by the look of this old man that your stuff is good. If you really want to sell it, why can’t you make three thousand yuan? It’s just a formality.”
Then she said with a serious look: "Tantan, since we are back with you, we won't tell you empty words. As long as you can take good care of us when you are old, the house will be given to you, and you can do whatever you want with it. My son has already notarized it for me, so he doesn’t want this.”
"Okay."
This time Song Tan did not refuse, but agreed first, reassuring the old couple:
"There is a house there, and it can be sold for one million. , just say hello if you have anything to do.”
“I don’t care about your craftsmanship, I also have to care about the house, right?”
After saying this, the old couple was shocked. My heart suddenly calmed down.
Yes, they have their craftsmanship and the house is stable there. No matter what, the days from now on will be the same!
For a time, everyone in the car was in high spirits.
Only Qiao Qiao suddenly looked up: "Am I going to learn cooking from my seventh cousin in the future?"
Song Tan then remembered - their arrangements were good, but they forgot I asked Qiao Qiao what he meant.
She also looked serious: "Yes, sister has this plan. What does Qiaoqiao think?"
Qiao Qiao lowered his head and rubbed the ball of colorful clay back and forth in his hands:
"Qiao Qiao loves to learn things. But..."
He raised his head in grievance, with two tears in his eyes. :
"Sister, didn't you say you would take me to watch Ultraman? I have made a lot of money recently, I have not spent it randomly, I have not watched Peppa Pig, and I have also worked - but, what about Ultraman? When will you show me?”
He cried out, feeling extremely aggrieved:
"Qiaoqiao, Qiaoqiao have been waiting for a long time..."
It's a big holiday, everyone should stay happy whether they go to work or not!
(End of this chapter)