When I went out and said I wanted sweet potatoes, I said I wouldn't harvest any that were rotten or rotten because of insects or whatever.
If there is no such premise, then how can she make something good if all the crooked melons and dates are sold?
It’s not a loss.
If you sincerely want to sell it, which one doesn’t pick and choose it yourself?
No one came here carrying the rotten roots in such a arrogant manner, and there were more than a few.
Not to mention the visible ones on the bottom, there are more than ten or twenty of them.
Keep it and dig it out, there's still something underneath.
Originally, it is common for the sweet potatoes to be dug to pieces. You should be more reasonable. Now that they are delivered, you can talk about the situation in a nice voice. It is not a bad idea to use them first after receiving them.
But the old lady's rudeness made Song Qiu unhappy.
Not to mention the fact that her breasts were so close to her that she was covered in saliva.
Who are you trying to scare by jumping with your legs akimbo?
"I said I don't want the rotten ones. If you want to sell them, just pick them out. If you don't want to pick them out, then you can go back as they came. Our family won't accept them." Song Qiu said.
The old woman immediately looked over with her triangular eyes, piercing Song Qiu's face, looked at her again and again, waved her hand and said: "I'm talking to your grandma, what are you talking about, little girl! Where are you talking about here?
Do you have the right to talk about your little girl in the movie?"
As soon as these words came out, those in her village who were still waiting for the basket to be vacated or counting the coins, as well as the people in Songshan Village, were all shocked.
This old woman, what are you talking about? What kind of girl is not Yatou Jianzi? How can she dislike Yatou Jianzi so much? Didn’t I come from Yatou Jianzi?
The people in the same village knew about her virtues, so they were not surprised. They just thought that the old lady was a bully in the village. There was no one like her when she came to other people.
Don't interrupt me, but I saw that the money was taken out of the hands of the little girl you mentioned.
This is because I don’t want to get money by selling sweet potatoes.
He knew that the old woman was not easy to get along with, and the other people in the village were minding their own business, so they had no intention of taking care of her. If she couldn't sell it, she couldn't sell it, and it had nothing to do with them.
The old woman's son couldn't help but give her a hand, trying to persuade her, but she immediately spit on her face and yelled at her, making her shrink back her neck.
Old Yuan's face darkened. Some people called her granddaughter, but she didn't listen.
"Okay, okay, my granddaughter said if you don't harvest your sweet potatoes, you won't harvest them. Please pick them back as soon as possible!"
When the old woman heard what Old Yuan said, she was stunned for a moment, then immediately clapped her thighs and screamed at the heavens and the earth.
"Ouch! What a bully! If your family hadn't said they wanted to harvest sweet potatoes, our family would have been so greedy from early in the morning to late at night that we wouldn't even bother to eat and take back all the sweet potatoes! And God would have chosen them personally to deliver them to your door.
, If you say you won’t accept it, you won’t accept it, what’s the point of that?!”
"There is no justice in heaven! There is no justice in heaven! Come and make a personal comment! Is your Song family doing things like this? They are all fellow villagers, don't they just have two filthy rich people? There is no such thing as bullying in your family!"
"You want to bully me, an old lady! Come and judge! Our family has been bullied to death! You just don't want the sweet potatoes that you worked so hard to deliver to your door! It's unjust!"
Song Qiu was so frightened that Song Qiu opened her eyes in such a scolding manner that she was slapping her legs and hopping, shouting and sitting down on the ground, squeezing her tears even though it was thundering but not raining.
She had seen many shrewish women in the village when she was a child in her previous life, but there was probably only one who could compare with the one in front of her.
That grandma had an argument with someone, and she didn't feel like it was enough to scold them. So she moved a stool, took a bottle of water, ran to the door of someone's house, sat down, scolded her, and drank water when her mouth was dry.
It took me an entire afternoon to scold him at his door without taking a break, and he didn't say anything serious.
In the end, the aunt who had quarreled with her was helpless, and she came out to apologize to her.
This old woman is not inferior to that battle at all!
Old Yuan was also a little surprised. She was not good at fighting with others. There was really nothing she could do about this arrogant old woman at the moment. She wanted to interrupt, but as soon as she opened her mouth, her voice was drowned out by her louder shouting. She couldn't interrupt at all.
Don't put it in your mouth.
The saliva flew everywhere without stopping, leaving everyone dumbfounded.
Song Qiu's eyes were bright, and he wanted to see how long the old woman could keep shouting, whether she would be tired, and whether her mouth would be dry.
So, people all over the yard watched the old woman yelling for a full two-quarters of an hour. Seeing that no one answered her, not only did they not feel bored, but they became more energetic and shouted even louder, scaring the birds that were passing by and wanted to take a rest.
He fled straight away.
Song Qiu saw that this old woman's energy was as strong as that of the grandmother in her previous life. If she yelled like this, she would be blind all day long.
I didn't argue with her at the moment. The more you argue with this kind of person, the more energetic she will become. She directly said to Wang Dali and others: "Uncle Dali, please take their sweet potatoes out of our workshop and invite them out.
Go outside and shout slowly."
When Wang Dali and others heard this, they immediately came here to carry the baskets.
The old man and the man included did not hesitate to stop him. At this moment, the basket was carried out smoothly.
The old woman reacted and immediately rushed over to stop her.
Mrs. Zhang, who was not afraid of trouble, and Mrs. Cao rushed over and invited her outside.
The old woman was scolding and yelling, but she was no match for Mrs. Zhang and the others, so she was taken outside the hospital.
The door was closed to prevent anyone from coming in, so the old woman had no choice but to curse loudly outside the yard with her hands on her hips.
He scolded the Song family for being unreasonable and not harvesting her sweet potatoes, so she would be punished, and for running such a shabby workshop, she would be ruined.
He scolded Song Qiu again, and a little girl showed up in the film to imitate other people's business, spouting unpleasant and unspeakable dirty words.
Old Yuan couldn't bear it anymore, so she jumped over the fence, went to Zhang's vegetable garden, picked up a bucket of manure that Mrs. Zhang was going to pour on the vegetables, turned from Zhang's house to the door, and threw it at the old woman.
The old woman, who was poured from head to toe and was cursing, took a mouthful of excrement water and was completely covered in excrement water. She was completely stunned and finally closed her mouth.
However, she had not been able to persuade her husband and sons. Seeing that the man was stupid, she quickly dragged the man and left with the load before the man could react, for fear that if he was a step too late, the man would make trouble again and they would not be able to hold him back.
After watching such a show, everyone shook their heads and tutted, saying that this old woman was really powerful, so why should she be treated like this?
Seeing that her mouth is full of excrement, why don't you give her a taste of excrement?
The workshops continued to be busy.
The other sweet potato sellers collected their baskets, carefully counted the strings of money, and went home together.
There is no need to talk about this matter today.
After spreading the word, everyone who wants to sell sweet potatoes knows that when the Song family harvests sweet potatoes, they really don’t collect sweet potatoes that have been dug up, rotten, or insect-infested.
Just go, fifty coins and one stone, this is not a lie.
For several days in a row, people continued to bring sweet potatoes to sell in the morning and afternoon.
Song Qiu's inn workshop ran in both directions, but sometimes she couldn't get there, so the money box was left to her mother. The village chief who came for a stroll helped settle the accounts, so there was no problem.
In just a few days, according to the letter, almost all the sweet potatoes from eight villages in the ten miles were delivered, and the rooms of the Li family, including the upper room, were piled full of stuff.
And Song Qiu had only a few coins left in exchange for the one hundred taels of copper coins.