The old man didn't say a word, but silently calculated an account in his mind, and felt a little sad after doing so.
"Old lady, why don't you give us Zhizhi subsidy points?"
The old lady wanted to, but Jian Yuelan was not happy.
"Keep it for Doudou, knowing that the kid won't want it."
Glancing at Jian Yuelan, who was walking around the room with a pen and paper, mumbling and recording something, she said softly, "The child has money, wait until she runs out of money."
"Don't forget, Lao Yetou and the others have been subsidizing their children in recent years."
The old man suddenly became angry and said, "This child is not good, how can he treat one person favorably over another?"
Oh, my grandparents will take money from them. Not only can they not give out their money, but they also take pocket money from their children.
"Go and transfer the house to Doudou's name tomorrow, so that she won't have to worry about buying a house all day long."
The corner of the old lady's mouth twitched, and she reminded, "Doudou cannot transfer the ownership at the moment. It can only be transferred to a known name."
The old man was silent, saying this was the same as not saying it.
They don't even need to subsidize the money, let alone such a big house.
Forget it, don't worry about that now.
Let’s wait until Doudou is older.
Thinking of Doudou, the old man wondered, "Where's my great-great-grandson?"
"Here it is."
The child ran in from the back door with a bright smile on his chubby face.
"Master, look."
He opened his closed palms like a treasure, and there was a cricket inside.
"Chongchong doesn't bite."
"This is a cricket."
The child looked shocked, "Is this the shadow of bananas outside the window at midnight and the cricket on the bedside in September?"
It turns out that crickets look like this.
"Um."
The old man nodded, carefully picked up the cricket and looked at it, "Male crickets can sing, do you want to raise them?"
The child has never heard a cricket chirp, so he is very interested in the sound of a cricket.
Upon hearing this, his eyes immediately lit up, "How to raise them? Is it the same as raising Daji?"
That's not possible. If you really raise a cricket the same way you raise a cat, this cricket will die countless times.
"Let's go, my master will take you to the yard to gather some thatch and make a cricket cage for you."
"OK."
Then, the old man and the young man went to the backyard to work on raising crickets.
The old lady had no time to spare, so she borrowed a sickle from the store next door and went to the backyard to cut the grass.
The old tailor shop's old master didn't have much energy to take care of the backyard because of his age, which resulted in overgrown weeds in the yard.
This is why children can find crickets.
By the time Jian Yuelan was busy enough to find the backyard, the old lady had already cut a lot of grass, and the old man was rummaging through the grass with his back bent, carrying a delicate and compact straw cage in his pocket, and followed him step by step.
Ask if you have any from time to time.
Jian Yuelan, "???"
What are you catching?
She walked over curiously, and just as she was about to ask out loud, the child turned around and showed her the straw cage in his hand, as if he had eyes behind his back.
"Mom, my grandpa taught me how to raise crickets."
Jian Yuelan suddenly realized, "Then you have to take good care of yourself."
"Yeah, yeah, I raised them well, and they were as white and fat as Daji."
It is possible to gain weight, but it is definitely impossible to gain weight.
The color of the cricket itself determines that it will never turn white no matter how it is raised.
"Quickly, get the cage, my master has caught another one."
The old man held it up with both hands, and a cricket fell into his palm. He happily took the cricket over and stuffed it into the cage.
Jian Yuelan looked at a few crickets in the cage and couldn't help but remind them, "Grandpa, crickets live alone. If you put them in a cage, they will fight."
"Will you still fight?"
The children were in disbelief and couldn't understand why such small insects were fighting.
"meeting."
Jian Yuelan laughed and said, "Crickets are aggressive and live alone. Male crickets will fight when they bump into each other, which is considered territorial behavior."
The child suddenly realized, "I know, they don't want to live with other crickets, they just want to live by themselves."
This also makes sense.
She hummed, and the child begged pitifully, "Mom, can you make two more small cages for me?"
"OK."
It's just a cage, it's not a big deal.
Then, Jian Yuelan not only made several small cages for the child to hold crickets, but also made him grass rabbits, birds, etc.
On the way back, I saw a bunch of small animals made of straw in my left hand, and a child in a straw cage with crickets in my right hand. His walking posture was strange and weird.
The little head is held high, the little chest is straight, and the legs are splayed, which perfectly explains the pace of disowning one's relatives.
The old lady looked amused and whispered to Jian Yuelan, "I'm really worried that he'll fall down when he walks so arrogantly."
This possibility is not impossible, but it doesn't matter, children will grow up if they fall here and there.
"Let him throw it."
She looked like a vicious stepmother and said calmly, "A complete childhood requires not only beatings, but also wrestling."
The old man rolled his eyes and said, "If I didn't know, I would have thought you were the stepmother."
The old lady nodded, "I know sometimes things are really unreliable."
Jian Yuelan felt that she was very reliable, but the two elders disagreed.
So, after sending the person home, she smiled and said that she, an unreliable person, was going to do something reliable.
Little Doudou, who was showing off his crickets to Daji and the others, heard this and turned to ask her, "Mom, where are you going to do something reliable?"
"Looking for you, Grandpa Lin."
"Oh, then go ahead and come back quickly."
The children waved to her, then turned around and warmly invited Daji and the others to play crickets with him.
Jian Yuelan clicked her tongue, her son could do it, it was so strange to let a cricket die.
"Grandma, you are at home. I will bring you dinner tonight."
"Okay, business is important, you go quickly."
"good."
Jian Yuelan turned around and left, and the old man shouted, "Come back."
"What's wrong?"
"Are you going to walk there?"
"No, I'll go to the intersection and take the bus."
"Do you know there is a bicycle at home?"
Jian Yuelan's eyes suddenly widened, "Where is it? Why didn't I know."
"You're a heartless person."
The old man was annoyed and asked her to follow him. He led her to the concierge and opened the door, revealing a brand new 28-inch sedan inside.
"???"
Jian Yuelan was almost dumbfounded. She looked at the 28 bars and then at the old man, but hesitated to speak.
"If you have something to say, just say it."
If you say it, you will be scolded.
She didn't say anything.
Jian Yuelan, who was secretly complaining but not showing it on her face, smiled and said, "I want to say thank you, grandpa."
"No thanks, hurry up and get down to business."
"okay."
The 28 bars were difficult for most girls to control, but Jian Yuelan was not so troubled. As the old man watched her push the car out, she straddled her long legs and rode her bicycle to the textile factory.
Anseong Textile Factory is a large-scale factory that is ranked among the best in the entire southern province. It ships a large amount of goods every day, and there are many vehicles parked at the door waiting to enter the factory to pick up goods.
Jian Yuelan showed the approval slip and was let in. She walked all the way to Lin Yuanjun's office and was about to knock on the door when voices came from inside.
The man said——
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