Song Tan nodded, but didn't express any opinion. He just said casually:
"It doesn't matter whether I go back or not, but uncle, grandpa plans to renovate the old house in a while. My family is just building a house. The engineering team's budget is 30,000 yuan. If you have time, you can also go back and talk to grandpa.
Let’s discuss the layout of the apartment and so on.”
Good guy, there was a thunderbolt on this sunny day, which made the uncle frown so hard——
"Isn't his old house a good place to live in? Why does it suddenly need to be renovated? When building a house in this hot weather, don't the old couple think clearly about where to live?"
His face was dark and full of righteousness: "So is your father! You ask them to accompany the old man to fulfill their filial piety, but why don't you know how to worry about it? You just coax them to spend money."
Mao Li also jumped up: "That's right! The house is not broken or collapsed, so why can't we live in it? How old do you have to build a house? How long can you live in-"
She pursed her lips, realizing that the next words were difficult to say.
But he soon found another angle: "People say old kids are old kids. This old man just thinks about it, and he doesn't think about how stressful his children's lives are now!"
"Ziyi is still so young and has to spend a lot of money on cram school all year round. She is so busy here. Why, your uncle can make money, so he is squandering it like this!"
What he said is simply the essence of "stinky and shameless".
As long as the elderly in rural areas are able to work, they will not ask for alimony from their children. Her uncle said so well, how much money should he spend on his parents throughout the year?
Still squandering?
Picking up trash is more than what he gives!
Reasoning with such a person is simply nonsense, and Song Tan simply pretends to be innocent: "I don't know, anyway, grandpa is going to build a house. Uncle, if you don't want to pay, I can just go back and tell grandpa."
Song Dafang didn't want to pay, but he was very concerned about face. At this moment, his face was dark and he could only hold his breath:
"No! Let me go back and tell you when I have time."
"Okay," Song Tan was not in a hurry: "Uncle, please take the time and hurry up, otherwise my house has already prepared cement, sand and gravel, and this will all cost money."
Mao Li was about to jump in and say something, but Uncle Song scolded her: "Okay!"
"Every day, they don't treat me as a family member. They don't even say a word about such a big thing as building a house. I am the eldest son! Those who don't know, think I am unfilial!"
Song Tan was so surprised that he didn't roll his eyes.
Qiao Qiao listened in confusion for a long time, and now she couldn't help but said: "But didn't you say anything just now? Uncle, you don't want to give money, why do you say we didn't say anything?"
"Qiao Qiao." Song Tan said to him: "Why don't you just tell the truth? My uncle doesn't like to hear it. Hurry up, put me down and let's go back."
"It's so late, there's no food or water to drink, and I'm standing here not even willing to turn on a fan. Why do I have to endure this?"
Qiao Qiao obediently put the melon on the ground, then took a long step and followed Song Tan directly into the car.
This last sentence was neither yin nor yang, and Song Dafang and Mao Li were like bloated toads, gnashing their teeth for a long time.
But after getting in the car, Qiao Qiao suddenly burst out laughing.
Song Tan glanced at him: "Why, are you so happy to give your uncle something?"
She didn't want to give me melons, but she wanted to make her grandparents happy. Old people, no matter what, still like their children and harmony - of course, these are just a few melons.
First she has to be willing.
"No." Qiaoqiao was happy but also wondered: "I don't know why I feel so happy."
"My uncle used to talk, which sometimes made me very unhappy, and so did my aunt. But if I wanted to refute and didn't know how to say it, my father would still talk about me... Today, I think my sister said it well, and I am very happy.
La!"
Song Sancheng's bad habits are similar to those of most parents in the world - how can a child be ignorant? How can a child behave like an elder? How can a child...
Humility, ah, no, humble yourself and praise others.
She laughed and said, "It seems that I am right to find a teacher for you."
Xin Jun teaches well and is not rigid at all! Go back and give out the prize!
…
The car drove back steadily. Qiao Qiao was obviously tired after a day of hard work. She sat in the car and yawned.
Looking at the back seat again, Ultraman Zero was lying alone on top of a few watermelons. The scene was no longer the same as when he set off in the morning.
"I don't know if Brother Yanping and Teacher Xin helped feed the babies..."
"And Da Tian, he looks very cute and furry recently. They should play with Da Tian for a while, right?"
At this point, even Song Tan, who was not a fan of field mice, nodded: "It's really good-looking."
I don’t know if it was because of the spiritual energy I had when I was a child, but the fur on the field mouse named "Da Tian" turned out to be pure gold!
The color of gold is the color of its fur!
His eyes are dark and extremely clever. Although he is still young, his chubby body can already be seen.
Qiao Qiao also asked her grandma to make a floral vest for it, and put it on a small red floral vest that was the same as several treasures. On a hot day, it could only be regarded as a short waistcoat, and it didn't even cover the belly.
Not to mention, it's actually quite adorable, so much so that the family doesn't have any objections to it.
But there is also one thing. The rush cage that Song Youde compiled before seems to be getting smaller and smaller now.
"Would you like to buy you a hamster cage like that with rollers online?"
Song Tan asked him.
Qiaoqiao thought for a while, and although it seemed interesting, he still shook his head: "Datian likes to run around, and the cage is too small."
Voles have the habit of hiding food. If a vole hole can be dug out during a famine, how many lives can be saved?
Song Tanke reminded: "Don't let me find out that he stole our food. If I find out, I will reward it to Dabai. There is no point in crying!"
"No!" Qiaoqiao shook his head: "It is well-behaved, and very smart, and can understand."
Song Tan felt relieved.
Apart from anything else, Qiao Qiao is quite good at raising animals.
but……
"Have you thought about what job to arrange for him in the future?"
Song Tan counted them one by one: "Look, Wang Dabai Dabao and the others all have jobs. We raise pigs for meat. Chickens and ducks lay eggs to eat meat. The two long-tailed pheasants in the back mountain are out of necessity. Who can give them status?"
Woolen cloth?"
"Now, your big field is the only one that has not been planned. Think about what kind of work you can do for it."
This question stumped Qiao Qiao.
In other words, what kind of work can a field mouse do?
Let it go to the vegetable patch, and it can't even chase away a sparrow! It can't fly, run, or even swim.
Ah, when you think about it, it’s so useless!
Okay! I’ve finished writing!!! I’m so tired, my brain cells are all gone, and my body is hollowed out...
Isn’t it too much to ask for monthly tickets today?
