Chapter 357 357. The old man subsidizes
Only Qiaoqiao stirred the green peaches in the basin and said loudly:
"Uncle thought the watermelon we sent last time was too small, and said My sister is a profiteer!”
Song Tan’s eyes lit up - Good Qiao Qiao, my sister’s love for you is not in vain.
But...
"This is so inappropriate," Song Tan looked at the suddenly quiet yard and her mother's dark face, and said seriously at this moment: "Uncle is obviously not so direct."
Qiao Qiao thought carefully. After thinking for a while, he finally admitted his mistake obediently: "Okay, uncle didn't say so directly that the watermelon was small."
When he turned his head again, he saw that Ulan had already taken out a big melon from the house with a sullen face. Then he put it on the table and clicked it in half with a knife!
Song Tan: ...Oh no!
I only care about my quick words and forget my old mother’s heart!
But he saw Wulan slap the knife on the table with a "snap" sound, and said in a strange tone: "That's it! We are not willing to eat real big melons at home."
Song Tan: ...that table Do they cut the big melon on the table or not?
……
At this time.
A half-new but not old car has successfully turned onto the mountain road. Song Dafang and Mao Li are sitting in the car.
Originally, he planned to bring his son and daughter-in-law with him, but his son was too lazy to ask for leave, and his daughter-in-law was eager to come. However, Song Dafang felt that as a junior and a woman, she had no room to speak, so she might as well stay at home and take care of Ziyi.
So the couple embarked on the return trip with the same anger.
And Mao Li was also filled with anger:
"Thirty percent has gone too far this time! If I am afraid that I will have no money to build a house, just encourage the old man to take money from us!"
"I didn't even ask him whether he asked the old man to subsidize it privately, but he still had the nerve to say something about building a new house for the elderly! Bah!"
She had thought about this possibility many times, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was like this, so she decided to put some pressure on Song Sancheng, so she made the call when she was almost there.
At this moment, she was still aggrieved in the car:
"Everything in other people's families is decided by the eldest son and grandson. Your family is better, the old man is worried about the younger, and he takes advantage of everything. "
"That is to say, when the land was divided, it took half an hour to walk to our house!"
"His house is right at the doorstep! br>
"When we were building a house, the old man also went to help, and he also helped when we were farming - why didn't I see them helping our family? I was stunned to see such a large area of mountain being barren..."
< br>“Looking at us living in the city, we thought we were enjoying the blessings with our legs crossed every day! If we say to build a house, we will build a house, and if we say to get money, we will get money - how can it be so easy...”
“ Okay.”
Song Dafang has been listening to her chattering here all morning, and he is also upset at this moment.
But I have to say that some of his words really came from his heart. I just thought he was my biological father, so I reluctantly said:
"Our mountain forest is more divided than the third family's."
"More?"
Mao Li laughed directly: "Can it be valuable? How much is it worth? In addition to cutting firewood Is there any use for it? Can we burn firewood?”
“Besides, the boss doesn’t get much!”
After saying this, Song Dafang fell silent.
The car turned a corner, and there was an old pothole on the concrete road ahead, so it bumped hard.
Mao Li said "Ah", and then saw a similarly old truck driving smoothly and steadily in front of her, and couldn't help but sneer again: "Who is this? How old is this truck? The model is still running!”
Song Dafang also took a look, and then said:
“Isn’t it a waste to drive a good car in this village? I would like to buy a new car in the new year. This car has been driven for seven or eight years, and it has a lot of minor problems..."
Mao Li's understanding of the car is limited to looking at the brand - the one with four circles is definitely more expensive than the one with two red wings. That's her philosophy. So she will think about it twice: driving a good car will give her face, but she doesn’t want to drive this old car and be criticized by others...
So there was no objection.
What's more, she also has her own selfish motives. She bought the car for her family. If the old man takes away the money if she doesn't buy the car, how much will the old house she built be worth?
Maybe it will be easier for Song Sancheng in the end.
She can still calculate this account clearly.
At this moment, the truck in front turned to the left and stopped steadily and familiarly at the door of the old house.
Mao Li immediately stretched her neck: "Who is this? You can't ask Tantan to buy watermelons, right?"
Don't say it, the old man must have done it for their land. After a lot of effort, look at this watermelon, it tastes incredible!
She babbled: "...I will carry a few more with me when I leave, and I will give some to my parents' family later..."
While she couldn't help but think about it: "You It’s useless to say that there are so many trees on the mountain. I’ll ask the old man to help us plant watermelons later. It’s too expensive for us to travel by ourselves.”
If this melon can really be sold for 20, wouldn't it be a huge profit?
Song Dafang closed the car door and held back his heartbeat: "Okay, don't talk about this at home, ask about the house first."
......
At this moment, Xiao Brother Zhang had already started to open the carriage and took out bundles of packing boxes and plastic films.
Song Tan came over to help and heard him laugh:
"The sender looks familiar to me. It seems like the one you usually send to the imperial capital. He must be a friend, right? It's ice time again. I thought they would send you something special, so I hurriedly sent it to you."
After all, it takes one day later than the normal time limit to get back from the city to the town. If you delay any longer, I'm afraid the contents will become stale.
Song Tan also became interested: Oh, that benefactor?
She poked her head and looked at it: "Let me take a look at the things!"
Brother Zhang glanced at the carriage awkwardly: "What about that... I forgot it when I was moving the packing, so I stuffed it in The innermost. ”
Song Tan:...
Okay.
She then carried a bundle of cardboard boxes in one hand and quickly lifted them down.
At this moment, I saw a familiar figure beside me and couldn't help but shout:
"Uncle, why are you here so soon? I thought it was noon!"< br>
Song Sancheng in the yard heard the sound, looked at Ulan with a gloomy face, and finally came out, twitching his lips: "Brother, you are walking so fast..."
Song Dafang stood at the door, She looked at Song Tan and the pile of cardboard boxes in her hand with a serious face:
"What is this for?"
When Little Brother Zhang heard Song Tan calling uncle, he thought it was his own family. The man said with a smile: "I'm sending express. I'm afraid there will be a lot of parcels today, so I brought some packaging."
Song Dafang frowned and said disapprovingly: "You Fengfeng Express is written on the car - Isn’t Fengfeng Express very expensive?”
Brother Zhang became proud: "It is expensive, but it also guarantees timeliness!"
And the price he gave Song Tan was already very low.
While hesitating, the middle-aged man in front of him said to Song Sancheng who was standing aside:
"Thirty percent. I'm not telling you, you don't know anything about your own family's business. Don’t worry, leave it to the kids, what do they know? What can’t be sent by express delivery? I don’t know how much it will cost!”
Qidian sent a holiday note this month. !
You can also overdraft next month’s leave note!
I have a bold idea...
(End of this chapter)