Chapter 358 358. Brother Zhang’s anger
Song Dafang was even dissatisfied and continued to point out:
“No wonder Qiaoqiao said your watermelon costs 20 yuan a pound, and you still take it You are asking for a favor from me... The cost is all due to the shipping fee!”
——I can’t stand what you’re saying.
Brother Zhang crossed his hips angrily.
"Who said that? Song Tan never sells things without free shipping. What's more expensive is the shipping fee...it's not your business, what do you know?!"
Because he was traveling back and forth during this period, he posted He was so black that he now either carried watermelons or green peaches every day, and his body became stronger. Now he stood forward angrily, and Uncle Song subconsciously took a step back, short of breath.
Fortunately, the uncle is not alone. Mao Li and he are indeed a family. She frowned at this moment:
"What are you doing? We asked you to send mail, and you are still okay." Damn it. I can’t find the courier. It has to be you!”
“What are you doing?”
Song Tan put the cardboard box on the ground and looked at the couple who didn't have ac number:
"My business, the express delivery I'm looking for, if you have any objections, you can pay for it!"
< br>"Uncle, you still said that Qiaoqiao and I were ignorant. You are sensible. When you arrived at my grandpa's house, you didn't first say you were going to see the old man. Instead, you opened your mouth and started saying nasty things. If you tell the people in the village later, they will definitely laugh at you. ! ”
Ha, if her grandfather hadn’t been old and her father had been soft-hearted, who would have cared about such a relative!
But seeing her grandfather’s attitude recently... he might be better than her father!
Song Tan was happy again.
Song Dafang’s face was dark.
He paid special attention to his face. He couldn't get angry when he heard these words, so he was so depressed that he just "hummed" and walked into the yard.
But he saw his father squatting on the porch, holding a familiar pipe pot in his hand, puffing on smoke and looking at him with an inexplicable expression.
This made his heart skip a beat.
On the other hand, Brother Zhang had just insulted Song Tan's relatives, and was feeling a little regretful when he saw Song Tan raise his hand and give him a thumbs up!
He immediately laughed -
Understood, who doesn’t have one or two troublesome relatives?
......
In the yard, Song Dafang and Song Youde, father and son, avoided looking at each other and fell into strange silence at this moment.
And Mao Li thought that the two of them had something to think about, so she started looking around the yard.
First he walked up to Qiao Qiao and asked the pile of things on his chopping board: "Qiao Qiao, what are you doing?"
Qiao Qiao glanced at the eldest aunt inexplicably: " I'm cutting the watermelon rind. Don't you know me?"
Mao Li: ... take a deep breath.
She suppressed her rolling eyes: "Of course I know the watermelon rind. I'm asking you why you cut it? You won't want to throw it away after eating it, right?"
It's a pity that I didn't bring Ziyi here today, otherwise I would have no future prospects just by looking at the poverty in the countryside!
Qiao Qiao nodded seriously: "Yes, the watermelon rind is so delicious that I can't bear to throw it away. It just so happened that the watermelon candy I made last time, my seventh cousin said it wasn't hot enough, so I should try it again. ”
After he finished speaking, he got back to work.
Mao Li curled her lips.
Ziyi has been eating imported food since she was young. What kind of watermelon candy is made at home? She doesn’t know how much sugar is put in it? Not healthy at all.
Then he looked at the dried cowpeas outside the yard and the stacked green peach jars piled up in the corner. He couldn't help but go over and take another look, and said with a smile:
"This will follow It’s good for our dad to live there. We have no room at home, so we can take advantage of the opportunity to occupy our dad’s yard. Doesn’t it feel different from our dad’s place? “Good guy!
Song Tan stuffed the cardboard box into Brother Zhang's hand, thinking that I haven't shown my power yet, how dare you be so mean to my dad?
She also chuckled: "That's good. So I want to build a new house. Auntie, how much are you and uncle prepared to pay?"
"I forgot to mention it."
"When our family prepares the materials, it will cost ten to twenty thousand. My uncle is the eldest son, so it is impossible for him to pay less than us, right?"< br>
Mao Li was confused.
What will happen? Are you trying to get some money out of the broken bricks and tiles of the old house over there?
Dream!
She also looked solemn:
"Tantan, I'm not telling you, you have been very unreliable since you came home." If you want to farm, let’s ask the old man to build a house. How old is this old man? Isn’t this house good? Why do you have to ask them to use their capital?” br>
“Let me ask you, this house has been built, it has been decorated, and we need to buy furniture and appliances. Where did the money come from?”
“Besides, you didn’t discuss this matter in advance. Let me tell you now, your uncle and I don’t agree.”
"Why do you disagree!"
Song Youde knocked his pipe pot on the steps: "I want to build my own house, why do you disagree? It cost you so much to build this house. Money?”
That’s definitely not the case. The house was built when Song Dafang was a teenager. It was repaired and filled in over the years.
"That's not what you said..."
Song Dafang tugged at the corner of his mouth: "Dad, you are older now, and sometimes your mind is confused. I am not afraid of you. Have you been cheated? ”
Song Youde glanced at him: "You're weird for thinking about it - well, when you bought that house in the city, you took 50,000 from me. I never told Sancheng about this."
“Now I want to build a house. I don’t want interest, and I don’t care about inflation as you said. Just give me the 50,000 yuan, and you don’t have to worry about building a house.”
Song Dafang bought the house 20 years ago. It was a small town and the house price was not expensive. In addition, the land had not yet been developed at that time, and housing prices were shockingly low compared to today!
Where can I use 50,000 yuan?
32,000 yuan, the remaining 18,000 plus the money he had saved over the years, finally won the small storefront.
After so many years, he has long forgotten this matter - isn't it natural for a father to buy a house for his son?
Now that Song Youde said it in front of everyone, his face turned purple and he felt like his face was about to be peeled off.
He couldn't help but feel a little resentment in his heart - his father had given him an unknown amount of 30% subsidy over the years, and now he had to use the 50,000 yuan to talk things out. He really didn't trust his eldest son!
At this moment, he only felt hot behind him, as if everyone was staring at him and laughing.
At this moment, I could only hold back the resentment and whispered: "Dad, we are talking about you building a house. Why do you have to build this house?"
"Besides, can I spare you that 50,000 yuan? It's just that Ziyi has a lot of money to spend now, and she can't spare her money for a while. How can I not be filial to you as a son?"
< br>"That's impossible to say."
Song Youde said slowly: "There are many old men in this village who don't have filial sons. Ziyi has a lot of money to spend, so who can call her parents? You don’t have any skills, how can you not afford to give birth to a daughter?”
“As a father, Ziyi’s father taught her very badly.”
It will be very difficult when she returns to her hometown. Fallen...who is worse than me! I finished writing but I overwrote and forgot the time...
The note was gone as soon as it was rattled.
Good night, dragon and phoenix!
(End of this chapter)