The Zhang Wang family's old hands tightly grasped the hoe, with bulging veins, and glared at the children fiercely: "Since your mother and I got married, she has been saving money. If the family earns a share, she still has to save it for you."
One share! She has saved this money for more than 40 years."
"Later, life got better, and all the money I saved at home was used to subsidize you. We have fulfilled our responsibilities. Your mother said that after she leaves, I will share this money with you for your consideration."
"I didn't expect to raise a bunch of white-eyed wolves. I don't even want my own mother, so what else do I need to think about?"
The Zhang Wang family dropped the hoe hard on the ground:
"I'm telling you right now, I don't have children like you. You don't need to kowtow!"
"Get out! Get out of here!"
At this moment, the sisters-in-law who were responsible for counting the money finally counted the money in the box full of money. Looking at Sister-in-law Zhang who had not yet been placed in the coffin, she suddenly shed a line of tears:
"Total...30,000 yuan."
…
Everyone present was silent.
I just listened to Song Youde smoking a cigarette there, and then suddenly said something unexpectedly:
"Thirty percent, if you dare to do this when I can't do it anymore, I will burn your house down."
"Zhang Wang's family is just too soft-hearted. If it were me, that hoe would have to hit his head. It would be better to have a dog than his children."
Song Youde felt a chill on his scalp, and then he said with a straight face: "Dad, what are you talking about? I was the one who took those three bastards away today!"
Good guy, my son and son-in-law were both driving cars when they came here. Regardless of whether the car was good or bad, whether it was a borrowed car or something else, they were not willing to spend money on their biological mother... To be honest, they looked down upon them.
Song Youde snorted coldly, that's about it.
As for Zhang Wang's family, without the relatives and friends of his son and daughter, the hospitality of the folks here is also simple. Today is not the time to seriously entertain guests. Song Sancheng plans to go and help tomorrow. He will have to help the day after tomorrow.
Carrying the coffin.
This incident seemed to have passed quietly.
But as the funeral progressed, Song Tan discovered that the people working at home, no matter whether they were aunts or uncles, suddenly became particularly active.
After thinking for a moment, she realized that her children were unreliable, which caused a heartfelt panic to this group of middle-aged and elderly people.
Now that you have the opportunity to make money, it is more reliable to save more money for yourself.
When we get sick, we pay for the treatment ourselves and don’t expect our children. When we get old, as long as we have money, we may not be able to live comfortably, so why not suffer less?
After thinking about this, Song Tan couldn't help but sigh.
But right now, there is another thing that makes her sigh - that is, the finished grafted peach seedlings that bear fruit back then are really too expensive to sell now.
Zhang Yanping contacted Lao Zhou, who ran a nursery, and also made inquiries on his own. However, after asking around, he found that a three-centimeter mature sapling costs 80 yuan.
When they plant 20 acres of land, they will get at least 2,000 trees. The total is more expensive than the 20-year contract fee for the land, which is a full 160,000!
Good guy!
When Wu Lan and Song Sancheng heard this account in the house, they were also frightened: "Do we have to plant such expensive fruit trees? Can't we plant some cheap ones?"
But the problem is, the big seedlings that bear fruit now are basically the same price, which is pretty much the same.
How do you get this money?
The mountain has just begun to be plowed. How could we have thought that the price estimate was wrong?
Ulan thought again: "Otherwise, the 60,000 yuan..."
Song Tan shook his head: "Mom, don't be so stressed. Just think of it this way. It's only 160,000 yuan, and you can sell 16 pounds of tea."
Oops!
Look at the understatement, as if it was sixteen yuan.
But think about it: if it's 160,000, it's certainly a big number. But if it's 16 pounds of tea, it seems to be nothing. Even if Wulan knows in his heart that this tea is not that easy to sell.
Yes, I still couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief at this moment.
Song Tan also comforted him and said, "It's okay, don't worry, it will take four or five days to clean up the mountain, which is enough for us to earn the money."
She really wasn't in a hurry. She didn't believe in the quality of her goods and she couldn't earn the 160,000 yuan even if it meant a loan.
I turned around and started sending messages in the group.
[Honey pre-sale starts, priced at 1,000 yuan per catty, first come, first served. The price will be adjusted to 2,000 yuan after one week.]
[Mingqian tea will be sold out soon, so hurry up if you want to buy it.]
There's nothing wrong with it, Qingming Festival will be over in two days, and only four or five kilograms of dry tea will be produced in one day. Compared with other big tea merchants, it is indeed about to be sold out.
[The picking period of milkvetch is five days, please take advantage of the time.]
Hey guys, my phone hasn’t stopped beeping all night.
Either they asked for information, or they just gave me their address and gave me money.
As soon as he woke up in the morning, Song Tan made an understatement to Ulan, who had dark circles under his eyes: "Mom, I told you not to worry. Last night, eight kilograms of tea were sold."
"Twenty pounds of honey is scheduled to go out."
There are also some milkvetch, but there is no need to go into detail about these. We will count the numbers later when picking.
Good guy, it’s already 100,000 in one night, how come you got the money so quickly?
Wulan's heart was also spinning.
Little did they know, the leader over there and Secretary Wang had to carry a tea box with them wherever they went after drinking this tea.
I wasn't that picky at first, but now when I go out to drink someone else's tea, I feel like something is wrong.
This tea is dark in color, this tea is bitter, this tea is not sweet enough, this tea has a dull aroma...
Obviously the tea you drink is of the highest quality, but it doesn't taste like it here.
Alas, as soon as they heard that this kind of tea was about to be sold out and they didn't know if it would be of such quality in the future, the two of them immediately got into the mindset of stocking up on Double 11 and bought four kilograms in one go.
Among them, the leader weighs three pounds and the secretary weighs one pound.
There is no other way, who can make Secretary Wang's money tighter.
There are still two kilograms, which were decided by the crowd-funding guys in the bureau last time.
These old men are very clever. They keep the good tea for themselves and drink it. They refuse to give gifts easily because they are afraid that their parents or father-in-law will be drunk and think about this tea in the future.
That's it, who can afford it with their three melons and two dates' salary? Let's enjoy it ourselves.
As for who is the last two pounds?
Those are naturally Lao Sun's brothers.
Anyway, it’s only been a few days, and I don’t know if the brothers have spent all their personal money. Last night, they gave me the money very readily. I transferred it as soon as I asked, and they were not as sneaky and hesitant as last time.
Hesitated.
Ulan was completely relieved.
The 100,000 yuan for honey and tea this time, and the 40,000 yuan for milkvetch last time, made her feel relaxed and free from any worries.
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Is it time to drag the male protagonist out for a walk tomorrow?
Otherwise I will forget it myself.
Okay, today’s 10,000 words are over, here comes the rest of the comment section!
I'm going to write Harry Potter [please give the model worker a thumbs up].
