Song Tan Jishi

But Zhang Yanping was a little puzzled: "Her clothes are already like this, why don't you go back and change quickly?"

But Wang Lifen, the always kind grandmother, also sneered: "Then you underestimated her!"

"Don't look at her pulling her clothes now. When she is swearing and messing around at the door, if there is a man, no matter how old she is, she can just let go of the clothes! Such a person, half of you young people will recruit I can't stand it—go! All the men go into the house!"

Song Tan gasped!

"Is she so open-minded? Isn't she afraid that her children won't be able to see others in the village?"

"What's the matter?" Ulan also sneered: "You are young people with little experience. There can always be one person like this in every town."

"Besides, why is she afraid that her children will be shamed? Look at her four children, except for Zhou Maozhu, who is an honest person, and gives her some rice noodles during the festivals. Do the other children care about her?"

"If you say that some parents, like your Uncle Zhang, are not filial to their children, they are not good people. But some parents, they really don't look like parents, so don't blame the children for not caring about it-in fact, it's okay to say it. I can't hold my head up!"

Wow!

There is a lot of information in this sentence.

If it wasn't about the watermelon field in his Taolin at this moment, Song Tan would have given her mother a pot of melon seeds, and then peeled an apple for grandma!

What a delicious melon! It sounds exciting!

Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun felt the same way.

It's just that the scene that Wang Lifen just mentioned is really scary, good man, who would like to see the old lady's body!

If a basin of dirty water is poured, even if no one believes it, it will be ugly!

So everyone pushed and jostled, even brought Qiao Qiao, and entered the main room obediently, and even Song Youde locked the door behind him.

Looking at the vigilant and curious eyes of a group of young people, he also let out a long sigh of relief:

"Anyway, if you meet her, close the door early to be safe!"

Only Qiao Qiao stuck to the door, and added in a low voice and guilty conscience: "By the way, sister... she swears so badly, I put the bucket on her head."

Song Tan: ... well done.

But he became worried again: "I just said that our bucket looks dirty today... isn't it broken?"

This big plastic bucket costs more than ten yuan each!

"No!"

Qiao Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, and then explained: "I didn't use any force, but the rice bran and vegetable soup that wasn't poured out got on her head..."

oh.

Song Tan looked outside - just looking at the old lady's energetic and swearing look, she knew that there must be nothing wrong.

Even from Song Tan's point of view, she is quite vigorous? It's outrageous.

Hearing her scolding became more and more clear and ugly, and her legs and feet were not slow at all, Song Tan also sighed:

"No one in the village takes care of it, or find a way to mediate it?"

If she is always like this, it is impossible for everyone not to complain.

"Why not."

Ulan's eyes almost rolled to the sky: "Last winter, I took advantage of the night to steal other people's Chinese cabbage—you said, who doesn't have this kind of thing? She is still growing her own vegetable garden! She has to steal it!"

"It turned out to be cold and slippery, and I couldn't get up from the fall. If it hadn't been discovered by a car passing by in the middle of the night, whether the old lady is here or not is another matter."

"Guess what? She woke up late, and the driver was also smart at the time. The villager who knocked on the door and called, drove away when she saw someone coming. She didn't tell me!"

"Turning her head and waking up, she said that the cabbage planter wanted her life. She fell down and had to be compensated - only a fool!"

"Then the old woman went there three times a day to scold her, and the son who just came back from that family was also stubborn and called the police directly."

Okay! The police came, and as soon as they walked to the door of her house, they saw the old lady start to roll around on the ground, saying that the young policeman had thoughts about her, spying on her...

"Also, if you don't have ideas, there are so many criminals in the world, why do people come to her specifically?"

this--

Song Tan was shocked!

In the room, Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun put their ears on the door, and at this moment their eyes widened in shock!

"Is it that tough? Didn't the police take him away?"

"What to bring?" Song Youde was also unhappy.

"This old lady is 80 this year. Doesn't she usually mediate education? What else can she do? In the end, she had no choice but to call her children."

"The other children don't care, but Zhou Maozhu was honest and took the hob meat... But there was no other way, so he simply locked the gate outside the old lady's yard! After three days of chaining, no one responded, and she stopped."

But it seems... the method is not long enough!

No, it's only half a year!

"So..." Wulan said earnestly: "Tantan, don't take what I said before. If the people in this village are reasonable, it's fine. In the future, our family's business will grow, and it will be reasonable to take the villagers As it should be."

"But if you encounter this kind of hob meat, you don't want to pay for it, and it's still smelly - that's what they want to guard against!"

Okay. Song Tan felt that the combined knowledge of his two lifetimes was still too little.

At this moment, I began to think carefully about how to deal with such hob meat.

Outside, the old lady was holding on to her clothes with one hand, and was shaking her other arm vigorously. She was walking towards her house while cursing non-stop.

With such a loud voice, no young man in the village can match it!

But the scolding was so ugly that Song Tan couldn't repeat it.

After thinking about it, he simply picked up the empty bucket that Qiao Qiao put down, and rushed out of the yard again, aiming at the old lady in front of him, making a gesture to throw it——

If you say that the old man is old and confused, Mrs. Zhou is not! She is awake!

Seeing that the red bucket was about to be buckled this way, he stood still and stopped talking. Then go straight to the topic:

"It's from the Song family! Look at what that stupid son of yours has done to me? He even took off my clothes!"

Good guy!

This time Song Tan laughed angrily:

"You are an old lady, let's ignore other weird things for the time being, and you still framed Qiao Qiao for picking up your clothes? Why did he pick up your clothes? I hate making bibs for the pigs at home!"

Sure enough, Ulan was also furious:

"Screw your dog's fart!"

"Mrs. Zhou, I think you are too old to know you! Try talking nonsense about my son!"

"Why are you talking nonsense?!"

Mrs. Zhou was not at all afraid, and her words were sonorous and powerful, full of confidence:

"I was walking on the mountain, and when he came up, he tore my clothes. Look at how my clothes were torn!"

"Yeah?"

Song Tan stood there, staring at the rice bran and vegetable soup stuck to Mrs. Zhou's gray hair and asked, "Then what's going on with your head? He tore your clothes and pushed you into a pigsty?"

"Pull it down! Our pigs don't even look down on you!"

The top product has to be a heavyweight-to kill chickens and monkeys, we have to come to a well-known one!

What stories spread quickly in the countryside?

Of course it is the best. Don't be too annoying, which career path does not have some ups and downs?

Good night Tomoyo Sakura.