Chapter 361 361. What grievances have you suffered?
Song Tan understood clearly that no matter how angry her father was, he was still a biological brother. The two of them had a brotherly relationship back then.
And her grandparents... Grandma has been silent by the kitchen. It is rare for Ulan to hold back his anger and come out to fight, just to save the two of them...
In this case, didn’t the uncle say he was wronged? What kind of grievances have been suffered, one by one, it is clear.
At this moment, she raised her head slightly and saw Party Secretary Xiao Zhu climbing up from the field ridge, and then hurried over here.
Song Dafang and Mao Li were still standing at the door of the yard supporting each other - they were really scared!
But Song Tan was curious again: "They are very skilled in this posture, can they really bite people?"
"How is it possible!" Sun Shouping became proud: "Bring the treasures at home. They are raised as their own children, how can they be willing to bite people? How dirty!”
“The main thing is that during training, I just surround them and yell, in case they have any bad intentions. The person can at least have some power."
"Bite will never open its mouth until it is a critical moment of life and death."
At the same time, he did not forget to brag about himself: "Don't worry, the dogs I trained will not cause trouble. This is the first class!"
Not causing trouble not only saves the owner's worry, but also saves them. For the sake of his life.
Song Tan nodded, then slowly walked over and stood quietly in front of the car window, blocking the driver's door.
Then he waved to Sun Shouping, who called the three big dogs back to his side with a greeting.
It was only then that Party Secretary Xiao Zhu took a deep breath, tried his best to stabilize his posture as a cadre, and walked over slowly:
"What's going on? I heard the noise at your house from far away."
What a selfless look!
Song Tan secretly praised her, and then described it clearly and concisely:
"My uncle doesn't want to support my grandpa and feels that he has been wronged at home."
"What? There is such a thing!"
Party Secretary Xiao Zhu was surprised: "It seems that I have not done a good job in terms of ideological and moral character! Well, I can't let the old people encounter unfilial descendants, and I can't let the children suffer in vain - come on, uncle, what grievances have you suffered? "Why don't you want to support me? Tell me everything."
After that, she looked at Uncle Song's pale face and said with an extraordinarily kind smile:
"Don't worry, I am the party secretary of this village, my name is Zhu Jun. Just call me Zhu the party secretary - tell me if you have any grievances!"
Song Dafang:...It's not like he didn't Think about it, if he has any grievances, he can just complain to his family. What can he say to the village party secretary?
He hesitated at this moment: "I... what... I have something to do at home... yes... I have to go back..."
But he saw Song Tan still standing there firmly without moving:
"Uncle, didn't you say that you were wronged at home and grandpa was partial? We can't leave here."
"We Tell me clearly, if my father owes you, can I do it for him?"
Then two slaps were pushed on the backs of Song Dafang and Mao Li, causing them to fall involuntarily. Then he walked straight back to the yard, as if his heels didn't even touch the ground.
Before Song Dafang and Mao Li’s exclamations came, Qiao Qiao had already moved a few stools obediently and arranged them in the center of the yard for everyone:
"Sister Party Secretary, you sit down."
"Good boy."
Xiao Zhu Party Secretary imitated the posture of an official on TV, and felt a little excited in his heart. Looking at Song Dafang's expression, he became even more kind:
"Come, tell me - let's start with you when you were a child. What grievances did we suffer when we were children?"
She even opened the notebook she was carrying, as if she was ready to record it at any time.
What wronged you when you were a child?
Song Dafang thought for a while. He wanted to say that when he was a child, he was doing farm work at home, but his younger brother was sitting on the roadside playing - but thinking about it again, Song Sancheng was only a few years old at that time. In addition to playing, he also What can you do?
Then the mouth opened and closed. Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, did not rush at all, as if he was extra considerate: "What? It doesn't matter if you can't think of it when you were a child - let's talk about the grievances you felt when you got married. For example, when you two got married."
< br>What wronged you when you got married?
Song Dafang thought for a while: Mao Li was a famous nimble woman from all over the country back then, so he married her. The bride price cost 200 yuan!
And his sister-in-law, Wulan, came in a few years later and was given a gift of 200 yuan, which was the same on both sides... Song Dafang was stuck again.
“It’s okay.”
Xiao Zhu’s smile was still so kind: “If you can’t tell me when you get married, does that mean your family keeps asking you to subsidize you after you get married? , you can tell me how much it cost.”
Well, Song Dafang can’t even tell.
During the holidays, I just buy things. In the past two years, if it’s the birthday or Chinese New Year of old men and women, I’ll give them 300 or 500, but how much money can I have?
He can't open his mouth either.
His abacus is an abacus, and he actually understands everything in his heart. Not only him, but Mao Li looked at the village cadres now and didn't dare to act stupid.
When I took stock at this moment, I felt my face was burning and I was speechless.
Looking at the way the young branch secretary looked at him again, he became even more embarrassed and annoyed.
Song Dafang had no choice but to cough dryly and ignore the strange looks in the yard: "Zhu Zhishu, you are young and may not understand some of the customs in our village..."
Zhu Jun closed the book and suddenly changed his face, serious. Looking at them: "What custom?"
"When I was young, I tried to find ways to get money from the elderly, regardless of the family's life. When I get older, I don't want to fulfill my obligation to support, and I only know how to complain about grievances and blame others. You Do you want to talk about these 'customs'? "
After she said these words, she did not give Song Dafang a chance to refute, but directly turned to look at Song Youde who was smoking silently:
" Old man, as a member of the village, I need to mediate as much as possible at this time."
"Look, is there any misunderstanding between you father and son that I need to clarify?"
"Mediating for what?"
Song Youde didn't even look at Song Dafang:
< br>"There is no need to mediate. I have hands and feet, and I don't expect my son to take care of him in old age. If I really die on the bed, the village will not see me and I have no place to bury him."
Song Sancheng said quickly: " Don’t worry, Dad, I definitely can’t—”
Before he finished speaking, Wu Lan glared at him fiercely, and then he sighed a few times and realized what he had said.
So he quickly made amends: "What, I definitely can't ask you to die -"
Forget it, no more remedies.
He should just remain mute.
Zhu Jun took a few deep breaths, then barely suppressed his desire to laugh out loud, and then stared at Song Dafang:
"I understand everything about the matter. Neither you nor your son accept mediation. And you really don't want to fulfill your support obligations now, so Mr. Song has unilaterally severed ties with you, right?"
"But Mr. Song, we The law does not recognize this -"
"It doesn't matter. Just know it in your heart." Song Tan said with a smile:
"We are not like those ungrateful people, just for the sake of it. I don’t need my family for a few dollars.”
Write it down! happy! Ah, I can only see Huahua again tomorrow...
Good morning Dragon Warrior!
(End of this chapter)