Song Tan Jishi

With such indignation, my aunt found Zhang Wang's family: "Master Zhang, Master Zhang..."

The Zhang Wang family is very experienced in raising cattle and sheep (they have learned a lot). My uncle and aunt were a little embarrassed when they came, so they just called them that.

Now that Zhang Wang's family was called over, they were still full of enthusiasm: "What do you want to ask?"

There are so many questions I want to ask, but not now! The eldest aunt carefully considered her words: "Um...that...Master Zhang, have you had any contact with your children recently..."

Zhang Wang's face suddenly became tense: "I don't have children!"

"Yes, yes, I know!" My aunt couldn't say any more. Now she gritted her teeth and told the truth: "Well, my relatives in the town said that your children heard that you were dying, and they were all rushing here - oh, I also asked about it and said it was your eldest son who revealed it."

Zhang Wang's face turned pale immediately and he staggered! My aunt was able to help her, and she quickly shouted to someone:

"Wulei! Wulei! Come and help me! Where's your dad? Ask your dad to come over on a tricycle. Let's go to Tantan's house - you, you, you, don't move, just watch the cows and sheep!"

Wu Lei stood there blankly, always feeling as if something big had happened, but he couldn't participate at all...

At this moment, the uncle also heard the noise and hurriedly rode over. The Zhang Wang family took a deep breath and sat on the tricycle without help. Then he held the railing with one hand and said bitterly:

"You bastard!"

The gnashing of teeth and blood and tears made my eldest aunt's eyes sore, and she quickly followed her.

…

And here, Wulan was wandering around in the yard, and the cold wind couldn't get rid of the heat even after blowing for a long time. Song Sancheng, who rarely smoked, squatted on the porch and asked, "What should we do? Ask Party Secretary Xiao Zhu to come over."

Only Old God Song Tan was there: "Don't worry, I think Uncle Zhang understands it quite well. He even asked me to take him to the city for notarization before!"

"What kind of notarization?" Ulan shook his head: "That was the time, but as a parent, you will always be close to your children! Wait until a group of sons and grandchildren hug his legs and cry, don't you think it's hard for him? Not difficult?"

She glanced at Song Sancheng: "Man, he wants a son fundamentally. When Qiao Qiao was born, he said happily: I also have a son!"

snort!

Wu Lan has to be strong throughout her life. This is not a big deal, but she can remember it for the rest of her life.

Song Sancheng said sarcastically: "I... I'm happy, but I'm also happy when Tantan is born! That's different!"

"Besides, I paid the Taoist priest Xian'er to get the name Tan Tan... I still had 50 yuan for five pounds of apples and two bags of candy! That was a lot back then!"

It's Qiaoqiao's turn, just take it!

A sandalwood and an arbor, but later it was discovered that something was wrong with Qiao Qiao. Song Sancheng regretted it many times. Why didn't he give the child a good name?

But when I picked it up at that time, everyone thought that my real name was the best...

Seeing that the matter at Zhang Wang's house had not been resolved yet, his parents started to make a fuss, and Qiao Qiao was still nearby:

"Why don't I pay for my sister's name? Didn't you bargain?"

Song Sancheng hesitated and replied: "Your sister was weak when she was a child and got sick all the time..."

At the same time, he also said: "Look at you, you can misrepresent me just by saying something. I am not that patriarchal person..."

Song Tan sighed.

To be honest, this was the first time she heard about it, but the topic was too vague to understand, so she simply skipped it:

"I don't think Uncle Zhang will be soft-hearted - he has no worries now, so what's the point of having a child?"

Song Sancheng paused and remembered the news he had read two days ago. He also gave an example: "People's minds cannot be thought about like this. Just say that a person in his forties or fifties is willing to marry an old man in his seventies or eighties... The old man doesn't know. Is it money or love?”

But people get married when they should. He wouldn't need the house after he died anyway, so he might as well find someone who could take care of him comfortably.

In this regard, men are different from women in being rational and calm.

Even if Zhang Wang’s family has no worries, what if he has money, or is he just talking softly and asking his children to take care of him? After all, it’s your children. If you die, you’ll share the money, the house, and the land...

also.

It's quite smart to do this, just for people like them...

"It's so frustrating."

It makes sense, but Song Tan still wasn't worried and started laughing: "Then you just wait and see."

…

The tricycle arrived quickly.

Coincidentally, Party Secretary Xiao Zhu also arrived, and said to Song Tan, "I went to see Tian Tian to discuss the matter, and I took a look at the greenhouse. He was taken care of really well!"

The couple couldn't do the hard work, but the strawberries were so meticulously cared for that they wished they could take care of them individually.

"Professor Song gave me the amount of water, fertilizer, and lighting time. I set the alarm clock on my phone, and he was very meticulous."

Just wait and see, because they are used to propagate seedlings, there are indeed fewer strawberry fruits planted in the greenhouse, but the stolons are growing very fast and have begun to dig up the ground.

"That's right." Song Tan was also proud: "The total salary of the three people is 6,500. Tian Tian will join the job after finishing the live broadcast. If you hire someone else, you have to pay for me. This is called secondment."

Party Secretary Xiao Zhu glanced at her and said to herself that she was selling clothes in the city. Adding the commission, salary and bonus at the end of the year, she could make more than 10,000 to 10,000 yuan a month! When she comes back to earn your 3,500, isn't it because of her parents' salary?

"Why do you say that!"

Song Tan was so innocent: "Isn't there still a pie I drew?" Of course, the pie can be eaten, whether it is for the long term or for the present, it all depends on Tian Tian's courage.

To be honest, in sales, there is no shortage of work at any time, and you can earn more money. If it had been anyone else, she wouldn't have accepted this pie.

But Song Tan only felt that it was a pity.

Tian Tian is an ambitious person who dares to think and act. Now with a little help, he can really make a career.

But the focus today is obviously not Tian Tian, ​​but the Zhang Wang family.

Party Secretary Xiao Zhu asked another topic by the way: "Have you discussed it with your family?"

Song Tan came to her before and said that she wanted to tell the lonely old people in the village that after they left, she would come to help prepare for the funeral and let her, the village cadre, be a witness. She would definitely be able to do the ashram rituals and do it decently...

Song Tan also got the idea from what Qiao Qiao said about Zhang Wang's family's reaction——

The old people in the village have been doing this all their lives. It really matters who has good funeral arrangements!

Now the government will not leave them unattended, but the government's money is limited and it needs to do practical things, not for these things.

And she had selfish motives in doing this: to organize a white event, including a banquet and a dojo, etc., costing her 30,000 to 50,000 yuan.

Thirty to fifty thousand is nothing to her now, but if the old people have this promise, something will happen later. They really dare to come forward and can take action...

Song Tan whispered: "I discussed this with Teacher Tang."

The little old lady is like a spirited person. She hasn’t spent much time in the countryside, but she has heard of so many things!

Art comes from life, but it is not higher than life. Some things are ridiculous to write, but they just happen. The old lady who was hanged for 50,000 yuan is a real thing. Those people counted the moldy, sticky and bitten coins in a box all afternoon...

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