Party Secretary Xiao Zhu also gave a thumbs up: "I just said the old lady has a plan!"
"Come!" She returned to the topic: "Are you sure the Zhang Wang family won't regret it?"
Song Tan said calmly: "My dad just said something right. As a man, he knows everything he should know. Uncle Zhang asked me to take him to the city to do will notarization before, and now he is still working in our house.
I also said that I will be responsible for my affairs when I grow old..."
"If he goes back on his word and wants to count on his son at this time, I don't care. But based on his character, he probably wouldn't be able to continue doing this job."
The land has been contracted out, and the money has been earned with their help. If he stopped working now, would his three children be able to scrape together a monthly salary of 3,000 yuan for him?
Even if you think about it, it’s impossible!
Xiaozhu, the branch secretary, raised his thumb and said, "You can see clearly - hey, hey, that car! Does that car passing by on the road belong to his children?"
How do you know this Song Tan?
It's just that there is really only one family living in the back mountain.
She thought for a while: "It should be - wait and ask for the license plate."
…
But in the hot room, Zhang Wang's eyes were slightly red, with a fierce look on his face:
"Come! Let them come! If they want money, they will get a beating from me first!"
I didn't spank my child before because I felt sorry for my child, but now I don't spank because I'm afraid that these beasts will sue me?
Sue! Just sue!
Zhang Wang's family said bitterly: "I'm not afraid even if the whole country knows about it. Apart from not educating them well, I don't feel guilty!"
Just at this moment, Party Secretary Xiao Zhu opened the door and came in: "Uncle, does that license plate number XXXX belong to your son?"
Zhang Wang's family suddenly stood up: "That's him!"
Then he wrapped the big cotton-padded jacket hanging on the chair beside him, and rushed out the door with his legs raised and lowered. Just in time, another taxi passed by the door, followed by a roaring motorcycle.
.
In the same direction, who else could this be for?!
Everyone crowded over, and Song Tan even got on the tricycle: "Come on, Mom, Dad, you all come up!"
Then he asked: "Teacher Song, Teacher Tang, would you like to go and see them?"
Ouch! The old lady wanted to see it, and her heart was scratching her heart! But isn't this a sad thing for others? She was afraid that outsiders would come and poke her heart, so she kept silent.
This is also the way old men and old ladies should behave - stay out of other people's housework.
Generally speaking, the only thing that governs things is the inside and the outside, not the people.
But it seems different this time...
The old lady glanced at Zhang Wang's house and saw that his tricycle had already gone up the mountain with the handle of the tricycle. So without any hesitation, she let Wu Lan and Song Sancheng help her get into the car: "Let's go!"
Party Secretary Xiao Zhu and Zhang Yanping Xinjun:...
They looked at Qiaoqiao and then at Dadu——
No matter how small it is, it’s still a three-wheeler! It can be stuffed!
For a moment, the small mountain village was filled with various three-wheelers, and the atmosphere became as exciting and tense as if a racing car was about to take place at any moment.
…
While on the mountain, Zhang Baojiang murmured to his wife all the way: "This village looks very spacious. Look, the road has been built right in front of the house!"
After saying that, he looked at it from a distance and curled his lips: "It's only a short distance away, why don't we repair it to the old house?"
Few houses in the village are built on the main road, and they are usually some distance away from the main road. For those who are more particular, they will also build the road in front of their house with cement during road construction.
This side road is usually not far away and doesn't cost much.
The daughter-in-law came up with an idea: "Isn't this going to be bad for our dad? Then he definitely doesn't have time to talk to the road builders about it... Ordinarily you are the eldest son, so this house should be yours, right?"
"That must be mine." Zhang Baojiang was very confident: "According to our old rules, I can also take the majority of that land... But our family doesn't have much land. I remember vaguely that there was a hillside of kudzu in front of the door, and there were
A few small vegetable gardens and two acres of farmland..."
He gradually recalled the past, and finally concluded angrily: "My parents are honest people, but they had no vision when the land was divided. Our family also has a mountain, which is far away...it is all next to the hilltop of the next village.
There is nothing on the mountain, just trees, and now the government won’t let them be cut down.”
It is true that every province has standards for tree felling in rural areas every year, and a province only has so many trees. There is no problem in cutting down two trees at home to burn firewood, but if you want to renovate the mountains... no way!
The daughter-in-law lamented: "He was just using firewood at that time. It's not a waste to have a big mountain. Even if we follow these rules and regulations now, I guess no one would want to give them to others..."
The two of them muttered about this and that, and finally the car drove to the door of their house.
Because they have three children, Zhang Wang's family is not considered a strong labor force. Their house is one of the worst in the village. They didn't even bother to build a simple brick and stone wall, only the simplest floor.
fence.
It was made of broken bamboo and had to be replaced every two years. When the old lady was here, it would be covered with morning glory and honeysuckle in summer and autumn.
It's winter now, the fence is dark and about to rot, and through the fence wall you can see grass growing in the cracks in the yard.
A depressing scene.
This situation and situation are just right!
So Wu Mei slapped her thighs and rushed towards the yard while sobbing loudly: "Dad! Dad! How come a good person suddenly becomes like this-"
However, after taking only two steps, I heard the sound of car horns and motorcycles roaring behind me.
The original crying stopped suddenly, Wu Mei and Zhang Baojiang turned their heads together, their expressions couldn't help but look sad.
I saw Zhang Baohe and his wife getting out of the taxi, and my sister Baolan and her family getting off the motorcycle behind them.
Everyone unanimously did not take the children with them.
Then I looked at what I was carrying...coincidentally, there were 6 boxes of exactly the same milk.
Everyone looked at each other with unhappy expressions.
It was the younger sister Baolan who spoke first: "Brother, I don't even know what to say. Dad can't even do it anymore. If you don't even tell us, that's my real dad!"
She snorted coldly: "I know you want to come here alone to coax his things, but you are too evil. There are three of us brothers and sisters!"
"That's right!" Zhang Baohe also had a serious expression on his face: "Brother, this is a new era, and we won't talk about the old tricks of the past, about the eldest son and grandson getting 80% of the land. That's not possible!"
As soon as he said this, Zhang Baojiang breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, he and his wife looked at each other and couldn't help but sigh: "Aren't I sure about this? I don't want to say it out loud and make you panic..."
"Baohe Baolan, look at what you are saying, the eldest son and grandson want 80% of the land... Am I that kind of person? If I don't come back, why would I want rural land!"
"If you want it, you two can share it. As the eldest son and eldest grandson, all I can do is to do something honorable and honorable for the old man - he only has tens of thousands of dollars, so what can I do after doing this?"
