Song Tan Jishi

Chapter 742

Early in the morning, Sun Yanyan asked Song Xuehai to pack up and prepare to go back to her mother's house for the festival.

The living room was full of piles, fruit snacks, clothes, shoes and socks, gift boxes of cigarettes and alcohol, etc., which were extremely well prepared. Even Song Ziyi was wearing a brand new dress.

The family of three was very busy, and Mao Li's expression was particularly ugly.

Nothing else.

This Sun Yanyan has been married for several years, and she has always only taken money from the old couple. But when it's the festival's turn to make arrangements for my mother's family, it's not at all lost!

This made her feel extremely suffocated.

On the contrary, Ziyi was young, looking at grandma's face now, she suddenly asked: "Mom, let's go back to grandma, where is grandma going?"

Sun Yanyan glanced at Mao Li: "Your grandma isn't going anywhere, she's waiting for your aunt today."

Aunt Song Tingting is Song Xuehai's younger sister. She married out of town and came back twice a year.

This time I called in advance to say that when I came back from the Mid-Autumn Festival, Mao Li was hoarding meat and stewed vegetables at home early on. She bought imported fruits and the refrigerator was full!

Telling Sun Yanyan to watch, she also murmured in her heart.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law may not have any intentions to buy things this time during the holidays.

However, the three of them lived in this house. Seeing that things had been packed, Sun Yanyan pretended to say:

"Mom, this Tingting came back with his family Wu Yuan and the children. Where can we live here at night? We Ziyi are grown up and don't like to sleep with us now."

When Song Dafang heard this, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

At the beginning, he bought this house with all the money, and now his daughter has no place to live when she comes back...

However, in his thinking, when the daughter who married out came back, she still had to establish a good relationship with her sister-in-law.

Now he said: "It's okay, there are rooms in a hotel near our house, I'll open one."

The hotel is not very famous, and the rooms are naturally not expensive. Sun Yanyan is only satisfied with 100 yuan for one night.

On the contrary, Mao Li became angry when she heard it!

"Your daughter has to stay in a hotel when she comes back! Why did the child come back all the way?"

Sun Yanyan was thick-skinned: "Mom, it's not that I'm not sincere in entertaining you. Isn't it because of family conditions? Otherwise, you and Dad can buy another set."

"As Ziyi grows up, I want to prepare a piano room for her."

The implication is that it would be great if the room where the old couple lived could be vacated.

Ziyi, Ziyi... Look around, who doesn't know that she uses her child as an excuse? ! Mauritius became angry immediately!

"Where is the money to buy a house! Our old couple earn a little money and have to supplement your family. Where can we get the money to buy it?"

Lao Ben has three or four hundred thousand, but what can three or four hundred thousand do now? I really have to keep them in case they are old and sick.

The other mollies weren't lying either.

Sun Yanyan's ability to pick up money is superior to hers. She has been able to pick up a lot every month for a few years after she married, so her savings are naturally less than before.

The atmosphere at home suddenly became weird.

Ziyi is young, but she can read her face. When she saw that grandma and mother were talking differently, she thought about it and whispered, "Mom, why isn't brother Qiaoqiao coming? I want to eat the food that brother Qiaoqiao brought over." and watermelon."

Sun Yanyan frowned: "I told you you can't call me brother." They are all different generations.

When Mao Li heard this, she immediately became angry with the enemy: "That's right! Ziyi, grandma told you that we have nothing to do with his family in the future! I don't know how many catties and taels I grow..."

Speaking of this, both mother-in-law and daughter-in-law complained very much.

"The same goes for the old man. Isn't Song Tan good at coaxing people? Just say that he wants to build a house, and let us pay for it?!"

"He doesn't even think about it. He is so old, what's the use of building a house? Who wants the house in his hometown?"

In that valley, demolition and relocation will not be able to remove that area in another hundred years.

As long as Mao Li doesn't talk to Sun Yanyan, she can speak quite well, at least it's Song Dafang's intimate words:

"The old man sent you to the city at the beginning, making it seem like you were able to get along to the present because you depended on your family, and you just asked for money to build a house... He thought you were here every day to eat and drink hot food?"

"How can a father be so inconsiderate of his children?"

Song Dafang's expression darkened - this is not what he said in his heart! But the more he talked, the more embarrassing he became, because the old man didn't ask everyone to exchange much money to build a house...

But at this moment, he just frowned: "Okay, don't talk about it."

At the same time, he urged: "Hurry up, Xuehai, you should go out, otherwise there will be a traffic jam on the way home today."

He urged Mao Li again: "Where did Tingting go? What time did she arrive? Wu Yuan is by the side, there are some things we can't say. Just tell her in advance, this time you don't have to go to the countryside to see her grandpa." .”

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The joys and sorrows of people are not the same.

For example, at this moment, my aunt Song Hongmei closed the stall early, and when she got home, she took out several plastic bags and a broken plastic vegetable basket that was soaked hard and softly when shopping for vegetables.

She went downstairs with an empty vegetable basket, and there were several groups of red, black, black, white and white plastic bags inside, which made the neighbors in the neighborhood amazed:

"Hongmei, people always move things home during the holidays, why do you still have an empty one?"

Although Hongmei picks, it's not like this?

Song Hongmei smiled smugly: "Oh, it's not my sister-in-law, who usually asks the children to bring over anything. It's the Mid-Autumn Festival, so I don't want to bother them. They are also working hard during the busy farming period... "

"She insisted on doing it! She insisted on letting me go, and told me to bring more bags over there. There were so many piles of vegetables in the field that I couldn't finish eating... Oh, it's comfortable in the countryside. It's no better than growing something to eat by yourself." Let's go to the vegetable market every day to spend money and worry more..."

As soon as this was said, the neighbors quickly had a topic: "Oh, your sister-in-law, you are the mother of the two children who often come here!"

"Let me just say, the child looks handsome, and the parents are sure to be the same! You can see that they come here without empty hands. Damei, a relative, can do it!"

This is Auntie's art of being a human being. She picks and picks and takes advantage of it, but she can't save a word of good things to say.

No, it's a big festival, the whole yard is filled with joy, and there's nothing wrong with it.

When her son parked the car at the door, Song Hongmei got into the car and started pawing again: "Where are the bottles I told you to bring up yesterday?"

"In the trunk." His son Zhu Lingqi asked curiously, "Mom, what are you doing with those big jars?"

Song Hongmei sighed: "These are the jars I bought the sauce for when I made egg pancakes. Didn't Tan Tan say that the watermelon sauce at home is ready and let me take a few bottles away?"

"Looking at it, I don't know. She also paid for that bottle. What a pity for my family! Our family has this kind of free big jar, why don't we use it?"

Ah Qianqiu tipped again... Thank you for your support.

Too sleepy... I can't finish writing tonight, maybe I will continue to make up for it tomorrow.