Song Tan Jishi

Chapter 1201 1201. Is it a hard life? [Two in one]

To be honest, Zhou Tianyu has never been so popular in the old Song family!

But today, on this joyous first day of the new year, he has truly been recognized by the old Song family!

For example, at this moment, Wu Lan was laughing so hard that she couldn't close her mouth: "Oh! Tianyu, you... Look at you, kid, you speak so directly... Come on, come and wish your aunt a happy new year, and your aunt will bring you food!"

Just as Zhou Tianyu was about to say a few words, he saw the middle-aged man who was selling TVs across from him was panting at the moment, and his face was a little purple!

Oh!

He jumped up in surprise: "It's the New Year, this is not the way to do it! If you do this again, I, I, I will call our village party secretary!"

I wanted to say the police, but the police in the township are mainly good at smoothing things over, and no one is afraid of them during the New Year, so he subconsciously thought of the powerful party secretary.

It's a pity that Secretary Xiao Zhu went back to the capital yesterday, and now he can't be found even if he wants to.

But it turned out to be a blessing in disguise. When it comes to the secretary, Song Dafang is a little shy.

He still remembers the female secretary who was pretentious. She didn't do anything serious, but exposed his old face in front of the whole family, which made him unable to raise his head for a long time.

Now think about the purpose of his coming. What if the other party comes and scolds him again, then can we still talk about the next thing?

He shut up in frustration, thought about it, and finally winked at Mao Li.

Mao Li looked at the TV and raised her hand, revealing the bright yellow color of her gold bracelet: "Young man, be careful with your words. Do we look like salesmen?"

Zhou Tianyu was relieved, but he felt even more depressed: "You guys use this trick on the elderly, what's the point of using it on me?"

"Nowadays, salesmen are people like you, who don't sell directly. They drive a half-new car to the house to sit, ask about the elderly's well-being, help the elderly to fiddle with their phones, fix the faucet..."

"You fool people into a trance, what are you selling to them? Do you buy it too? " I asked Uncle Song and Grandpa Song to accompany the guests in the past and drink two glasses. If the two of them were nothing, Mao Li was so angry. At this moment, he said with a sharp voice: "What are you blind? I'm Song Tan's aunt! This is her uncle, dear!" Ah? Zhou Tianyu was surprised that he had offended the relatives of the old Song family by just opening his mouth. His father wanted to rely on the old Song family to make more money next year!

But he quickly reacted: "Didn't I hear from my mother that you guys broke up? It seems that the villagers also witnessed and wrote some kind of certificate?"

"Oh! I see!"

"You know that Song Tan has started selling vegetable seedlings, so you want to take advantage of it? Take this TV?"

He laughed wildly: "Auntie, you are going to make me laugh to death, hahahahaha! I think your TV is shabby even though it's used as a display screen for free, and you can give it to me as a gift?"

"Tsk tsk tsk!" He shook his head with a regretful expression: "You are so calculating, why haven't you made a fortune yet? Don't you have a hard life?"

After saying this, even Song Tan couldn't hold it back and laughed with a "puff". Even Wu Lan couldn't help it, her red lips were grinning, and she pretended to complain to Zhou Tianyu:

"You kid... oh... oh... I don't know how to explain what you said..."

"I know, I know!"

Qiao Qiao raised her hand and said seriously: "Brother Tianyu, my uncle and aunt are not so miserable!"

"They didn't get rich because... because they can't get rich!"

Song Sancheng has been honest all his life. At this moment, he stood in the corner and didn't dare to talk. He lowered his head and endured it again and again, so that he didn't show his smile.

At the same time, he felt a little embarrassed.

This family disgrace doesn't need to be made public. Look at what a mess his eldest brother has done, making the young people laugh at him.

And...

Isn't his eldest brother the most face-saving? Why didn't he leave after he fiddled with it for a long time?

If he doesn't leave, there will be a quarrel later...

He looked left and right, his eyes glanced at the corner of the wall, as if he wanted to find another brick to use.

——If they really quarreled, it was New Year's Day, and he broke the car glass again, wouldn't it be difficult to repair it?

The honest man stood on tiptoe, eager to try.

Mao Li was about to be mad at this rude young man, and at this moment, she put her hands on her hips and stepped on her high heels, ready to curse!

Who knew that the next moment, she heard Song Youde's voice:

"It's New Year's Day, what are you quarreling about?"

Song Dafang's eyes lit up, and he quickly squeezed into the yard with the TV, and then said with a normal expression:

"Dad, why did you sleep at Sancheng's house? Is there something wrong with the new house? Don't worry, I'll pay for you to rebuild it."

Then he explained with a smile: "It's not a big fuss. It's just that I bought you a TV. 30% of them think it's too small and embarrassing... No, I'm not interested in it."

After saying this, Song Dafang felt a thump in his heart.

Oops, I was so smooth-talking that I forgot that he came to join this family today!

So he quickly made up for it: "I have no experience, and this TV is really not a good buy. Dad, you can live with us in the city for a while. I will take you to the mall to pick it out in person."

Song Tan raised his eyebrows: Oh, uncle is very capable today! Are you trying to take advantage?

To be honest, Song Youde felt a touch of joy when he saw his eldest son back as usual on the first day of the new year.

But his own son understands it himself.

As soon as he spoke his words now, it was clear what he meant.

The old man sighed, finally letting go of his insistence.

At this moment, he said lukewarmly: "It's Chinese New Year, and there are so many people in the mall that I'm too lazy to go. Otherwise, give me the money to renovate the house and the money to buy electrical appliances first. I am now I’m going to buy something on Douyin, so I’ll buy it myself.”

Song Dafang didn't like hearing what he said.

"What good things can I buy from there? Dad, we still have to go to the mall."

"Oh." The old man calmly took out his brand new smartphone, slowly opened the photo, and showed him a picture:

"I want to buy this brand and model, you pay now."

This was not what he wanted to buy, it was the day Qiao Qiao taught him how to surf the Internet and take screenshots... Although he forgot once he taught it and can't remember how to do it now, he still remembered it when he clicked on this photo.

And Song Dafang took a look - 75 inches 6999

He was instantly stuck.

At this moment, the old lady Wang Lifen also came out.

The old man stayed up all night, but he slept very soundly and looked quite good.

Without even looking at his eldest son, he asked Qiao Qiao directly: "Have you cooked the dumplings?"

"ah!"

Only then did Qiao Qiao remember it, and she was very upset at the moment: "I forgot! It's all uncle's fault!"

As the mainstay of the family, how could he forget breakfast? The seventh cousin would never make such a mistake.

Qiao Qiao was so sad. She always felt that she couldn't bear her responsibility, so she ran straight into the kitchen.

And Song Tan shouted: "Qiao Qiao, cook an extra bowl to give your brother Tianyu some comfort. He is tired from talking in the morning."

Zhou Tianyu was flattered—the old Song family’s dumplings!

"I'm not tired, I'm not tired! I can eat as much as I can!"

He was incoherent.

Song Dafang looked at the old lady and felt worried for some reason: "Mom."

he whispered.

He is not afraid of the old man being angry. The more angry the old man is, the faster his heart will soften. After all, they are father and son, how can there be an overnight feud?

But damn...

It was like this when I was little.

If he made a mistake, the old man would scold him and murmur harshly. But Wang Lifen doesn't. She doesn't speak loudly, but she just picks up tree sticks and smokes them.

Song Dafang was beaten once, and he still remembers it.

The same thing happened in the last argument. The old man was so angry that he was shaking all over and had to say harsh words. His mother stood at the kitchen door and watched, her hands trembling, but she said nothing.

Thinking of this, Song Dafang became more and more uneasy.

"How generous," Wang Lifen looked at him and whispered: "I didn't understand anything when I gave birth to you. You are my first precious child. Ever since I was a child, I have always favored you the most. You said so? no?"

"What's partial or not..." Song Dafang laughed, "Mom, you——"

"Just tell me." Wang Lifen looked at him: "The reason why you still remember me as a mother is probably because you are thinking about making 30% of the money. Are you jealous?"

"Then keep warm."

She said calmly: "You have no chance of getting rich."

Song Dafang was anxious: "Mom! You can't say that!"

…

Zhou Tianyu stood at the door of the kitchen and watched the excitement, with a focused look on his face, but he heard Song Tan say "tsk": "If my uncle also farmed, his mountainous land would be all barren, and if all my vegetable seedlings were supplied, I would probably only have enough." It belongs to his family.”

She murmured, as if she was just muttering something, but Zhou Tianyu suddenly became smarter for some reason——

Vegetable seedlings!

When he came back from vacation, he listened to his mother talking about it all night, and he wanted to plant any kind of vegetable seedlings in the old Song family. It brought them tens of thousands of yuan in income.

Who has this ability and wants to go out and work hard!

Not to mention that vegetable seedlings are expensive at 10 yuan a head - why doesn't anyone say that ginseng seedlings are expensive? Not because it can be sold for money!

Now we have agreed to limit the supply to each household, but we have not said how many crops will be supplied in a year. If we can make tens of thousands of yuan a year in a steady stream, life in the village will be so beautiful.

But Song Tan's uncle must have been allocated some land in the village!

If he wants to make more money, the old Song family is one family. Will this young man get the turn of other people in the village?

He quickly took his mobile phone: "Um...I'll go home first and come back later - Qiaoqiao, don't worry, I will definitely come to eat the dumplings. Please help me put them away! I, I'll give them Bring your game console!"

Qiao Qiao's eyes lit up, and just as she was about to ask what kind of game console it was, she saw Zhou Tianyu running away quickly.

But Song Tan was counting the dumplings with great interest: "Qiao Qiao, cook me four of each filling."

…

But here, Wang Lifen is clear-sighted: "Don't raise your voice with me. I'm old and I can't stand your noise-"

"You're generous, I'm not telling you, you really don't have the destiny to get rich."

"Look, those who sell clothes at street stalls still know how to spend money to buy goods. You'd better bring me a TV like this if you want to figure out how they make money."

"Hongmei is not here. If she were here, she could put your old face on the ground and trample on it."

Song Hongmei hated people asking her to spend money.

The Song Dafang in front of her refused to contribute money for her old age. After Song Sancheng and Song Tan borne all the expenses of building a house, she, as a daughter, had to spend more than 10,000 yuan to buy various electrical appliances for the family.

I don’t know how distressed I feel about this!

The old lady felt distressed too. Although she also loved her eldest daughter, Hongmei still followed the same old rules when she got married, and just gave her a dowry.

Nothing else in the house belongs to her.

As a result, she was asked to spend a lot of money to buy electrical appliances...

In short, according to the old rules, those who benefit the most should spend the most in elderly care!

These were originally supposed to be done by Song Dafang.

In Song Hongmei's view, filial piety is filial piety, and spending money is spending money. These cannot be mixed together.

Now that the two siblings have settled the matter, Song Dafang comes over with a broken TV to claim the credit. Doesn't this mean that the electrical appliances she bought are not good?

joke! She spent so much money, who dares to say that the electrical appliances she bought are not good?

Auntie can't stand this grievance at all!

If she were there, she would have snatched the broken TV from Song Dafang's hand right now. You don’t need to keep it overnight, you can take it to the second-hand market and sell it on the spot!

The old lady felt uncomfortable when she thought about this. At this moment, she stretched out her hand:

"If you really want to get rich, admit your mistake to your brother and his family, and you will pay two-thirds of the cost of building my house."

"Then when Tantan sells vegetable seedlings next year, I will tell her that I will also sell you two acres of land." The old lady spoke sincerely, but she was actually sighing.

She knew her son.

He couldn't do it.

really!

Song Dafang felt that he had understood it.

Song Sancheng's fake and honest appearance had already won over the old man and old lady!

Even his mother is partial.

What kind of vegetable seedlings are not vegetable seedlings? Who cares about growing vegetables? You can still sell it every day for 20 yuan a pound!

What he wants is tea!

He can easily earn 10,000 yuan per pound. If he can raise a tea mountain as big as his and hire someone to clean it up, he can earn himself a villa in a year!

Tea is where you really make money!

At this moment he also snorted:

"Mom, I already have a granddaughter. If you say this, aren't you going to step on my face on the ground?"

"I know you were partial to him at the beginning and saw that he was given a small amount of land, but isn't that tea mountain special? Or maybe you replanted new varieties later?"

"Mom, you can't blame me for this. It's you who didn't handle the bowl of water first."

"I have a share of everything in that field!"

Just as I was uttering harsh words, I heard someone shouting loudly outside:

"There's still dog poop in the ground, why don't you poop out half of it first?"

Or two-in-one. Good night.

I really wanted to take a day off tonight, but Fei 10 persuaded me not to do so. She said she could take it off tomorrow...