The voice he spoke was loud, but his voice was familiar. Wasn't it the one Zhou Tianyu ran back to call for reinforcements - his mother Li Lanhua?
As for the grievances and grievances between the old Song brothers, who can hide them from people like them who often come here to work?
What's more, the courier Xiao Zhang was so good that the people in the village wanted to call him over to watch.
Song Tan, the boss, just said that he will provide them with vegetable seedlings next year, and the boss, who is the eldest brother, will come back and play with a small broken TV...
Oh yo yo!
Who doesn't know their intention to cut off Hu?
My dear brother, the old Song family promised to give it to us first. It’s not like we won’t help with the work, so why should we give it to you?
Destroying people's financial opportunities is intolerable.
No, Zhou Maozhu was still muttering in the group, Li Lanhua had already come over first.
Qiao Qiao was counting dumplings in the pot. Hearing this, she became nervous and rushed out of the kitchen and shouted:
"Uncle is not a good person! You can't share the king's shit with him!"
Okay!
This silly boy's words broke Li Lanhua's growing momentum.
In an instant, everyone in the courtyard burst into laughter.
Song Dafang gritted his teeth with hatred.
He had never looked down on Song Sancheng in his life.
I have no ability in my life and can only shrink in the countryside. The wife he married is also very powerful, and the daughter he gave birth to is quite promising, but he is not smart enough to find a good match in the provincial capital and has to go back to the village.
Son, you are a fool again.
But it was this fool who stabbed him in the heart several times, and his words were so unpleasant!
So much so that his face turned purple and his eyes stared fiercely: "Do you have the right to speak?"
In the past, Qiaoqiao would have retreated in tears and fear. But now he is so amazing, not one episode of the entire Ultraman series has been missed, and he still has savings!
Although his sister holds the deposit, he is also the one who can support the whole family and the dogs with his salary. In addition, Xin Jun and the seventh cousin often praise...
I have to say, self-confidence From the inside out, his whole person was different!
So Qiaoqiao also stared at him: "Why are you so mean! Everything you want belongs to our family. Do you have the right to speak?"
He thought for a while, I still remember the discussion at home about Sister Lingling’s boyfriend two days ago, so I hummed and summarized it:
"You... you... I didn't get rich when my dad and you were on good terms, but then we got rich after you guys quarreled... You must be the one who suppressed our wealth!"
"Pfft. Ahem! !”
Ulan coughed loudly, and Song Tan hurriedly helped her with a sigh of relief, while the mother and daughter looked at each other. , suddenly burst into laughter.
On the other hand, Song Youde and Wang Lifen were stunned.
Don't say it, it seems that life is getting better and better after the two brothers became estranged.
In fact, this is purely psychological. But the more the old couple thought about it, the more they realized it was the case. Song Youde pushed Grandpa Song Tan's wheelchair up without saying a word, and then rushed straight towards Song Dafang——
" Get out of here! This will make life easier! I shouldn’t let you come into the yard and disturb them!”
The little old man has a strong belief in numerology!
The grandfather in the wheelchair had a blank face and had no time to think about anything, so he had to hold on to the armrest and rush over. Song Dafang was confused for a moment. He was just about to sarcastically say "nonsense feudal superstition" when he saw his own father giving it a try. The old man in the wheelchair rushed over with his posture——
Ouch!
Who can stand this now? If this disabled person falls to the ground, he will have to shed half of his skin even if he doesn't die!
Subconsciously, he turned around and ran out the door. Mao Li stood there with her short boots on in a daze for a moment, and had no choice but to run out too.
Outside the door, on the road outside the bamboo forest, a group of men and women were rushing over aggressively. When they saw Song Dafang, people immediately gathered around him:
"You boss Song, You really forgot your roots!”
“My own parents left us alone, and then they turned around and wanted to destroy our livelihood!”
"That's right! We have all signed. Song Tan has agreed to sell next year's vegetable seedlings to us. Why do you come to cut them off now? We have already dug the land!"
"Boss Song . We are all from the same village, you can't be like this."
"Don't talk nonsense to him, Mao Zhu said it! He must have used the old man to cut off his hair..."< br>
"Huh? I didn't say that. I was just discussing... Hey, hey! Listen to me! I didn't say that!"
Zhou Maozhu's defense was drowned in the crowd, At this moment, Song Sancheng finally picked up a brick to find the right moment.
"Crack."
There was only a crisp sound, and everyone fell silent instantly.
Song Dafang felt bad. He suddenly turned around and saw that his car glass had been smashed to pieces again!
“Are you crazy?!” He glared at Song Sancheng.
But I saw that the honest middle-aged man's face turned red: "Just smash it! What, I will hit you again next time you dare to come!"
"Song Dafang, let me tell you, I will give you face by calling you brother!"
"Last time you called me Tantan, and this time you called me Qiaoqiao...I should you return the favor!" I’ll hit you on the head before I get through the door!”
He was panting and the pressure of arguing was obviously much greater than using a brick.
But miraculously, Song Dafang suddenly gave up.
Including Mao Li, everyone squeezed behind him in an instant and quietly tugged on his arm.
Song Sancheng was also nervous.
He has not had many opportunities in his life to do such a momentary act of bravery. Song Dafang is so arrogant. If he wants to pounce on him and fight with him later, will he still use his bricks? ?
It would be so frustrating if I had to pay for it if it was smashed!
The more he thought about it, the more entangled he became, and the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't do anything about it. However, the next moment, Song Dafang actually opened the door of the broken car, then stepped on the accelerator with a look of shame, and even carefully turned around in a big circle at the entrance of the yard...
It was so direct. Without saying a word, he drove around the crowd and drove away.
Zhou Tianyu, who had just arrived now, stood on the roadside and couldn't help but feel a little confused - was it solved so quickly?
Tsk!
This family deserves not to get rich! Don't be obsessed with making money.
As the car passed by, he glanced at it through the leaky glass, and couldn't help but curse again:
"Fuck! It's just a small broken TV, and I brought a Take it back...it’s so embarrassing!”
The onlookers were stunned, and then burst into laughter.
"That's right! This is too embarrassing."
"Don't tell me, San Cheng, an honest person, is so scary when pushed into a hurry."
"He So honest, when pressed, he would just smash the glass of someone’s car instead of using a kitchen knife, what’s so scary...”
Everyone laughed, wishing each other a happy New Year, and saying Song Sancheng said hello and everyone went back to their homes.
But in the broken car, while drinking the cold breeze, Mao Li had lingering fears:
"Dafang, I think we can't come to this hometown. You didn't see the look in Song Sancheng's eyes! He was carrying Ban Bian's eyes are red..."
"I heard that these honest-looking people are depressed! What if they come up with a kitchen knife to chop us?"< br>
Song Dafang thought, isn’t this what I’m afraid of? In all these years, how had he ever seen Song Sancheng like this?
Although the car window was smashed last time, it was not so scary!
Moreover, everyone was so angry that if they couldn't help but come up and beat him, and then couldn't hold back...
That would cause trouble!
He tightened his face.
Although it was a bit embarrassing to run away immediately, and seeing the golden mountain right in front of me but unable to dig it out, I felt very uncomfortable.
But after taking a look at the TV that was still held in Mao Li's hand, for some reason, she felt a touch of comfort in her heart.
——Okay.
Although there is no good news at all on the first day of the Lunar New Year, at least the TV has not made them cheap.
Let’s try giving it to Hongmei later.
When the time comes, she will cooperate with her hometown, and she will cooperate with Hongmei... How can she catch up with this opportunity to make a fortune!
The cold wind slapped his face mercilessly as the car roared. The couple, dressed in woolen coats, became increasingly shivering in the cold wind.
......
While everyone here dispersed in twos and threes, Zhou Tianyu stood shamelessly in the yard and giggled. He kept looking at the kitchen, full of expectation.
But today, no one in Lao Song’s family hates him. Only grandpa is complaining:
“Brother, I know you are anxious. Everyone is anxious about that child’s unfilial piety! But! You can’t push me either.”
"My daughter has been married to your family for so many years, you can't risk me too!"
Song Youde was also sarcastic, and couldn't stop apologizing at this moment: "I was in a hurry, the yard is so big, and I don't have anything at hand. ...Brother! Don’t panic. I won’t be home at noon. I’ll bring you two boxes of good wine. You can entertain your relatives during the Chinese New Year. It’s a big deal!”
“This is all for us! The village party secretary brought it to me. She treats me as her own grandfather! All the gifts are good wine. Tantan said you don’t smoke, so I’ll get them for you. A few good cigarettes, you can spread your hair when the old man comes home..."
Ulan helped the two old men pour water to calm down, while watching the two people chatting in full swing, Can't help but laugh.
Apart from anything else, Song Youde made money this year, and now he talks quite generously.
The same goes for her father. Not to mention how much money he earned from weaving straw mats in the summer. During the holidays, Song Sancheng also smoked and drank a lot. Now he can still look forward to it happily...< br>
She thought for a while, then remembered Aunt Lianhua’s mother-in-law, and couldn’t help but ask:
“Dad, shall I buy you a new mobile phone? The one that looks clearer. Let’s go back later. Qiao Qiao teaches you how to use it, and you can also go online to learn the knitting tutorial.”
She thought of the two pieces of rushes that had just separated in winter in the depression of the hillside, and she was looking forward to it at this moment:
"There will probably be more to compile next year."
......
Here, Zhou Tianyu stood by the stove holding a big bowl and started eating eagerly.
“It’s so delicious!”
The hot dumplings were blowing and swallowing in embarrassment. His eyes were about to burst into tears, but he still couldn’t wait any longer: "Compared with this, what I eat outside is just pig food!"
"Really?"
Qiaoqiao curiously took a few large sweet potatoes that were accidentally roasted and stuffed with raw meat from the stove next door. While breaking them open to take a look, he was curious:
"Tianyu Brother, my sister said you work in Beicheng. What do the pigs in Beicheng eat?”
"Just... various scientifically proportioned feeds?"
Qiao Qiao hadn't fed pig feed yet, so he finally broke open the oversized sweet potato. Sure enough, the outside was yellow and sweet, roasted sweet potatoes, but the inside was underripe, white and dry.
The aroma of sweet potatoes was so overwhelming that Zhou Tianyu couldn't help but stare at it while eating dumplings in his mouth.
Then I saw Qiaoqiao raising his hand, and the broken sweet potatoes were thrown into the red bucket aside.
Then he threw in the remaining big sweet potatoes.
“!!!”
Zhou Tianyu trembled with heartache.
"Isn't this good? Why are you throwing it in the bucket?"
"Feed the pigs!"
The dumpling water is also very delicious, don't waste it , let's mix something in.
While he was talking, he saw Qiao Qiao opening the large pottery jar on the side, scooping out a basin of rice bran and pouring it on the sweet potatoes. The extra dumpling soup in the pot that was not finished was also poured directly into the bucket. inside.
After everything was done, he raised his head with sincere eyes and sincere questions:
"Pig feed is so expensive, it must taste delicious, right?"
Zhou Tianyu bit down the dumpling numbly, She was so heartbroken that she almost cried: "The pig food at your house is not as delicious."
"Really?"
Qiao Qiao was even more interested: "Brother Tianyu, you eat Have you tried it? How many brands have you tried? Are all the brands not as delicious as mine?”
After thinking for a while, he was curious: "When have you ever eaten from my family... Your Majesty will not let you eat secretly!"
Zhou Tianyu was full of bitterness: "You don't understand... what can a worker put in his mouth?" If there’s anything good, I said it’s pig food, it’s pig food.”
His answer was so strange that Qiao Qiao sighed and didn’t ask any more questions.
Mr.
……
When the belated breakfast and lunch was over, Zhou Tianyu took Song Sancheng and Song Youde to his home, and heard his grandma curiously ask Wu Lan:
"Tomorrow is the second day of junior high school. The girl should go back to her parents' home." "Yes, what will you do if you go back with me and Xiao Lu comes?"
Grandma thought for a while: "Anyway, it will be the same when I get home, otherwise I'd better stay here with you, Tan." Tan, let your uncle and the others come over tomorrow.”
Song Tan didn’t care about this at all. After thinking about it, he nodded: “Okay! Let us Lingling come over too!” Look, what does vision mean?"
Grandma couldn't help but laugh from ear to ear when she heard this.
"That's true! That's true! Lingling is not as good as you in this, you have to learn more!"
Speaking of this Song Tan is quite regretful: "I also asked Lu Chuan to dress up better. On the second day of junior high school, I gave Lingling’s boyfriend a crushing blow.”
Who knew that the king could solve the problem with just a roar? What a missed opportunity!
On the other hand, grandma shook her head: "That's useless. Lingling is different from you. You think you can try whoever you like. She always feels that she is not worthy of them."
"Even if we haven't broken up now, seeing Xiao Lu, I probably feel even more worthy of an ordinary person."
"This child is too honest. She doesn't have the slightest bit of comparison that everyone has."
Grandma sighed, deeply worried.
(End of this chapter)