Song Tan drove the pickup truck to deliver the last pile of fruit seedlings, and when he came down the mountain again, he saw the big truck in front of him burning like a burning butt. The boss stepped on the accelerator and drove away without even saying hello.
Wulan, who had just turned down the hillside, was stunned:
"Hey, why are you leaving here? I was thinking that I had to leave someone to eat, so I came back to cook early."
Here I saw Zhang Yanping leaning on the door and winking:
"Tantan, you lived up to your trust and didn't let me leave empty-handed!"
The three brothers each received two bottles of honey and a pound of tea. Zhang Yanping took the initiative and each gave five pounds of bamboo shoots...
This is the highest treatment among all customers!
He was afraid that Song Tan would not be happy, so he said angrily: "I come all the way here to deliver goods. If we cooperate again in the future, we can come and go often..."
Song Tan glanced at him and thought to herself, I'm not that stingy. I didn't give him a gift before, but it was just unnecessary.
But Wulan was already smiling happily at this moment:
"Oh Yan Ping! It has to be you!"
"How do you say this? Tantan, you just gave someone a payment of more than 100,000 yuan, and they have returned more than 30,000 yuan... In this way, you will have enough money to hire workers tomorrow!"
Zhang Yanping also cheered up: "Then you don't need to dig these bamboo shoots!"
Song Tan thought for a while and said sincerely: "It's better to dig more."
After all, spiritual energy has been created. It would be a pity not to dig it out. There will be many places to spend money next!
Zhang Yanping:......
What can be said?
Twenty yuan a pound of bamboo shoots was enough to arouse Ulan's enthusiasm. She also took out a hoe and a basket: "Let's go, let's go to the bamboo forest now. It's not dark yet. We'll have dinner later."
Zhang Yanping was about to cry but had no tears: "Auntie, you should rest. Tomorrow Tantan will hire dozens of people, and you will have to do all the cooking!"
"You should take a breather tonight and decide on a helper in advance."
Wulan stared at Song Tan:
"You are truly a daughter-in-law!"
"Since you came back, my family's savings haven't been much, and the jobs have been coming out day by day. No matter how old scalpers your parents are, they can't do this!"
Song Tan hurriedly reassured: "It's okay, Mom, please invite two helpers tomorrow. After I sell the bamboo shoots, I will go to my aunt's place to sit and see if I can invite the seventh cousin to come back..."
Ulan was still complaining: "Isn't it money to hire helpers? If you do this, I won't even be able to care about picking tea leaves..."
Tea is so valuable!
Song Tan suddenly realized that since she returned home, she had paid for all the expenses, but her parents had not seen any of the gains.
This won't work.
As parents get older and have no money, they will become more breathless and insecure.
This is not a question of filial piety or lack of money, it is purely a matter of their philosophy over the years -
When people get old, they have to save more pension money for themselves.
But if all financial powers are released, with the cautious characters of Wu Lan and Song Sancheng, they won't have to think about any expenditures next, and just save money penny by penny.
Song Tan thought for a while: "Mom, please give me a card number. The more we earn this year, the more we spend, and you and your dad have really worked hard - okay, I'll give you two 20,000 yuan a month.
Just save it."
When he said this, Ulan became even more angry!
At this moment, the hoe was swung down hard, and a piece of bamboo shoots was dug out with a "bang" sound, and then he stared at her: "Why, now you have to pay your parents a salary! Then what should I ask you to do in the future?
Don’t you still have to pay for errands?”
Song Tan:......
She knew it.
If you don't give me money, your parents won't be able to see the money all year round, which is unreasonable.
After giving them money, they felt like they were separated.
She had no choice but to change her perspective: "Mom, you have also seen that the investment in our Tiandishan area is quite large, and I spend money lavishly and have no control over it."
"This isn't to give you some money every month. You help me and Qiaoqiao save it. If anything happens, it will be up to you two."
As soon as he said this, Wulan thought in his mind:
Twenty thousand a month is two to three hundred thousand a year. The couple only saved so much in their lifetime by frugally living.
With this money, even if Tantan loses money this year, he won't have to worry about it in the future.
What's more, based on the current income status of the family, even if the compensation is paid, it will be very limited.
Then the money they hold as a couple is also a layer of protection.
When I think about it, oh, raising a daughter is such a thoughtful thing!
At this moment, her brows and eyes were filled with smiles:
"Really? Twenty thousand yuan a month is a lot of money! Can you still pay it out now? I have a postal card that I can't use very well. It contains more than 800 yuan in agricultural subsidies every year. Wait a minute.
I'll give you my card number when I get home."
Not to mention, the gesture of swinging the hoe seems much more relaxed.
Song Tan responded with a smile.
Tsk tsk tsk.
Zhang Yanping on the side was amazed.
I don't know why, but I always feel that his sister's ability to fool her parents seems to be very high-end.
Then apply this situation to your mother-in-law——
Well, let’s forget it. My mother must think that she needs to save money, but she still needs to take the civil service exam.
Compared with urging him to take the civil service examination, digging bamboo shoots in his hometown was no longer a hard job. He was filled with endless energy and broke two spring bamboo shoots easily.
They waited until it got dark and the bamboo forest was no longer visible, then everyone went back carrying the full baskets.
In one afternoon, nearly 400 kilograms of bamboo shoots were dug out.
Because there was a lot of spiritual energy this time, bamboo shoots sprouted one after another in the bamboo forest. Song Tan thought about it, and while Wu Lan tied up three to five kilograms of bamboo shoots with rubber bands, he said:
"Mom, I think the bamboo shoots can be sold for another two days. I'll recruit two more people to help dig them during these two days."
She has no time.
Zhang Yanping is not very useful at work.
Wulan was weighing the bamboo shoots in his hands - some were dug directly from the ground, and looked like winter bamboo shoots, fat and huge.
Some are tender bamboo shoots that have already grown out, and are long and thin. You can mix and match the two sides at will, as long as you can make a pile of three to five kilograms.
This thing is very heavy, and the price of 20 yuan per pound is really gratifying, so Ulan didn’t object to hiring someone:
"Then tell your dad and call more people later."
I have to work tomorrow and make arrangements for tonight.
After thinking about it, he said: "Don't rush to the city tomorrow morning. Go to the town to buy more vegetables and come back."
"There are so many people. We have to start cleaning up early in the morning. We can't wait for you to come back from shopping for groceries in the city."
"OK."
Song Tan responded immediately.
She is now proficient in driving mountain roads, and it is not a problem to walk back and forth to the town in half an hour.
"What kind of food should I buy?"
This season...
Wu Lan thought for a while: "As long as you don't buy garlic sprouts, lettuce, cabbage, spinach, and anything else, it will be fine. Other people in the village also have it in their vegetable fields, so we can just make it together."