Song Tan Jishi Chapter 1201

  Chapter 1201 1201. Is life miserable? [Two in one]

To be honest, Zhou Tianyu has never been so popular in the Song family!

 But today, on this joyous New Year's Day, he has truly been recognized by the Lao Song family!

For example, at this moment, Wulan was smiling from ear to ear: "Ouch! Tianyu, you...look at how direct you are in your speech...come on, come on, come and give New Year greetings to auntie, and auntie will bring you food!"

Just as Zhou Tianyu was about to say a few words, he saw the middle-aged man selling TV sets opposite him huffing and turning a little purple!

Ouch!

He jumped up in surprise: "If you're celebrating the New Year, don't do this! If you do this again, I, I, I'll call our village party secretary!"

Originally, I wanted to say police, but the police in townships are mainly responsible for peace and quiet. No one is afraid of celebrating the New Year. He subconsciously thought of that very powerful branch secretary.

It's a pity that Party Secretary Xiao Zhu went back to the imperial capital yesterday, and now he can't be found even if he tries to find him.

But it didn't happen that Song Dafang was a little taboo when it came to the topic of party secretary.

He still remembered the arrogant female branch secretary who, despite doing serious business, exposed his old face in front of the whole family, which made him unable to hold his head up for a long time.

Now think about the purpose of your visit, if you wait for the other party to come and then choke you, can you still talk about the next thing?

 He closed his mouth in frustration, thought for a while, and finally gave Mao Li a wink.

Mao Li looked at the TV and raised her hand. The yellow color of the big gold bracelet was revealed: "Young man, please pay attention to what you say. Do you think we are salespeople?"

Zhou Tianyu breathed a sigh of relief, but he felt even more depressed: "You are doing this to an old man, what's the point of greeting me?"

“You are the ones who are doing sales now, and you don't sell directly anymore. You drive a half-new car to your house, sit there, ask for help, help the elderly with their mobile phones, repair the faucets...”

 “He who fools people into confusion, won't he buy whatever you sell?”

“Tch! It's not like I don't use the Internet. There's no way you can treat me like an old man.”

“Besides, I told you to find the right market positioning. This TV can't be sold at all. If I ask you to sell surveillance... you won't listen!”

He opened his mouth and spoke loudly, while still remembering what Ulan just said, he turned around and laughed:

“Auntie, my relatives are coming over at noon, and my dad asked me to invite Uncle Song and Grandpa Song to accompany the guests and have two drinks.”

Ulan's eyebrows were filled with joy. At this moment, Zhou Tianyu would not only ask Song Sancheng to accompany him, but she would also agree to carry a basket of radishes!

Ouch, I have worked hard for half my life, why am I so happy on the first day of the new year?

This Tianyu still looks like he has a pouty face, why is he so good at what he does?

They acted as if nothing had happened, but Mao Li was also very angry. At this moment, she said in a sharp voice:

"What are you talking about? I am Song Tan's aunt! This is her uncle, dear!"

ah?

Zhou Tianyu might as well have offended relatives of the old Song family by opening his mouth. His father still wants to rely on the old Song family to make more money next year!

But he soon came to his senses: "Didn't I hear my mother say that you guys were in trouble? It seems that the villagers also witnessed and wrote some kind of proof?"

"Okay, I get it now!"

“You know that Song Tan has started selling vegetable seedlings. Do you want to come over and take advantage? How about this TV?”

He laughed wildly: "Auntie, you are trying to make me laugh to death, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! I am embarrassed that your TV is used as a display screen for nothing, how can you give it to me?"

“Tsk, tsk, tsk!” He shook his head with a regretful expression: “You are so calculating, why haven't you made a fortune yet? Could it be that your life is miserable?”

As soon as he said these words, even Song Tan couldn't hold his nerve any longer and burst into laughter. Even Wulan couldn't hold it back, her red lips grinned widely, and she pretended to complain about Zhou Tianyu:

“You kid…ouch…ouch…I don't even know how to explain what you're saying…”

 “I will, I will!”

Qiao Qiao raised her hand and said seriously: "Brother Tianyu, my uncle and aunt are not so miserable!"

 “They didn't get rich because...because they couldn't get rich!”

Song Sancheng has been an honest man all his life. He was standing in the corner and did not dare to talk to him. He lowered his head and endured it again and again, so that his smile did not show up.

 At the same time, I felt a little embarrassed.

This family is so ugly. Look at the bad things his eldest brother does, which makes other young people laugh at him.

and…

 Isn't his eldest brother the most important person to save face? Why doesn't he leave after he's been tinkering with it for a long time?

 If you don't leave, there will be a quarrel later...

He looked left and right, his eyes darting to the corner of the wall, as if he was trying to find another tile that he could get his hands on.

—If we really get into a quarrel and it's Chinese New Year, and he breaks the glass of someone else's car, won't it be difficult to repair it?

 Honest people stand on tiptoes, eager to try.

Mao Li was going to be mad at this disrespectful young man. At this moment, she had her hands on her hips and her high heels ready to curse!

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Song Youde's voice came:

 “This is a Chinese New Year, what are you making a fuss about?”

Song Dafang's eyes lit up, and he quickly squeezed into the courtyard holding the TV, and said with a normal expression behind him:

"Dad, why are you sleeping in Sancheng's house? Is it uncomfortable in the newly opened house? It's okay, I'll pay for it to be renovated for you."

He explained with a smile: "There's no fuss. I bought you a TV, but 30% of them think it's too small and embarrassing... No, I'm not interested in it."

After saying this, Song Dafang's heart skipped a beat.

 Oops, he said it so smoothly, he forgot that he came to join this family today!

So he quickly made up for it: "I have no experience, and this TV is really not a good buy. Dad, you can live with us in the city for a while. I will take you to the mall to pick it out in person."

Song Tan raised his eyebrows: Oh, uncle is very capable today! Are you trying to take advantage?

To be honest, Song Youde felt a little happy when he saw his eldest son back as usual on the first day of the new year.

 But his own son understands it himself.

As soon as he spoke his words, his meaning was clearly revealed.

 The old man sighed, finally letting go of his insistence.

At this moment, he said lukewarmly: "It's Chinese New Year, and there are so many people in the mall that I'm too lazy to go. Otherwise, give me the money to renovate the house and the money to buy electrical appliances first. I am now I'm going to buy something on Douyin, so I'll buy it myself.”

Song Dafang didn't like to hear what he said.

“What good things can I buy from there? Dad, we still have to go to the mall.”

“Oh.” The old man calmly took out his brand new smartphone, slowly opened the photo, and showed him a picture:

“I want to buy this brand and this model, you pay now.”

This is not what he wants to buy. This is the day Qiaoqiao taught him how to surf the Internet and take screenshots... Although he forgot after teaching it and can't remember how to do it now, he still remembered it when he clicked on this photo.

And Song Dafang took a look—75 inches 6999

 He was instantly stuck.

At this moment, the old lady Wang Lifen also came out.

 The old man stayed up all night, but he had a particularly sweet sleep and looked quite good.

Without even looking at the eldest son, he asked Qiaoqiao directly: "Have you cooked the dumplings?" "Ah!"

　　Just then Qiao Qiao remembered it, and at this moment she was very upset: "I forgot! It's all my uncle's fault!"

As the breadwinner of the family, how could he forget breakfast? The seventh cousin would never make such a mistake.

Qiaoqiao was so sad. She always felt that she couldn't bear her responsibilities, so she ran straight into the kitchen.

Song Tan shouted loudly: "Qiaoqiao, cook an extra bowl to give your brother Tianyu some food. He is also tired from talking in the morning."

Zhou Tianyu was flattered—the old Song family's dumplings!

 “I'm not tired, I'm not tired! I can eat as much as I can!”

 His speech was incoherent.

 Song Dafang looked at the old lady and felt worried for some reason: "Mom."

 He whispered.

He is not afraid of the old man being angry. The more angry the old man is, the faster his heart will soften. After all, they are father and son, how can there be an overnight feud?

  But damn...

 It was like this when I was young.

If he makes a mistake, the old man will scold him and murmur harshly. But Wang Lifen doesn't. She doesn't speak loudly, but she just picks up tree sticks and smokes them.

Song Dafang was beaten once, and he still remembers it.

The same thing happened in the last argument. The old man was so angry that he was shaking all over and had to say harsh words. His mother stood at the kitchen door and watched, her hands trembling, but she said nothing.

Thinking of this, Song Dafang became more and more uneasy.

"How generous," Wang Lifen looked at him and whispered: "I didn't understand anything when I gave birth to you. You are my first precious child. Ever since I was a child, I have always favored you the most. You said so? no?"

 “What is it about being partial or not...” Song Dafang laughed, “Mom, you—”

"Just tell me." Wang Lifen looked at him: "The reason why you still remember me as a mother is probably because you are thinking about making 30% of the money. Are you jealous?"

 “Then keep warm.”

She said calmly: "You have no chance of getting rich."

Song Dafang was anxious: "Mom! You can't say that!"

Zhou Tianyu stood at the door of the kitchen and watched the excitement, with a focused look on his face, but he heard Song Tan say "tsk": "If my uncle also farmed, his mountainous land would be all barren, and if all my vegetable seedlings were supplied, I would probably only have enough." It's his family's.”

She murmured, as if she was just muttering something, but Zhou Tianyu suddenly became smarter for some reason—

 Vegetable seedlings!

 When he came back from vacation, he listened to his mother talking about it all night, and the old Song family's vegetable seedlings could be planted in any kind. It brought them tens of thousands of yuan in income.

 With this ability, who would want to go out to work a miserable job?

Don't say that vegetable seedlings are expensive at 10 yuan a piece—how come ginseng seedlings are not said to be expensive? Not because it can be sold for money!

Now we have agreed on a limited supply for each household, but we have not said how many crops will be supplied a year. If we can make tens of thousands of yuan a year with a steady stream of water, life in the village will be so beautiful.

But Song Tan's uncle must have been allocated a field in the village!

In case he wants to make more money, the old Song family is a family. Can this vegetable seedlings still get the others in the village?

He quickly took his mobile phone: "Well...I'll go home first and come back later - Qiaoqiao, don't worry, I will definitely come to eat the dumplings. Please help me put them away! I, I will bring them to you Come over here!"

 Qiao Qiao's eyes lit up. Just as he was about to ask what kind of game console it was, he saw Zhou Tianyu running away quickly.

Song Tan was counting the dumplings with great interest: "Qiao Qiao, cook four of each dumpling for me."

On the other hand, Wang Lifen is very clear-eyed: "Don't raise your voice with me. I'm old and I can't bear your noise-"

 “You're generous, I'm not telling you, you really don't have the chance to get rich.”

"Look, those who sell clothes at street stalls still know how to spend money to buy goods. You'd better bring me a TV like this if you want to figure out how they make money."

"Hongmei is not here. If she were here, she could put your old face on the ground and trample on it."

Song Hongmei hates people asking her to spend money.

Song Dafang refused to contribute money for her old age. After Song Sancheng and Song Tan borne all the expenses of building a house, she, as a daughter, had to spend more than 10,000 yuan to buy various electrical appliances for her home.

 I don't know how distressed I feel about this!

 The old lady is also distressed. Although she also loved her eldest daughter, Hongmei still followed the same old rules when she got married, and just gave her a dowry.

 There is nothing else in the house that belongs to her.

 As a result, she was asked to spend a lot of money to buy electrical appliances...

 In short, according to the old rules, those who benefit the most should spend the bulk of their money on elderly care!

 These were originally supposed to be done by Song Dafang.

In Song Hongmei's view, filial piety is filial piety and spending money is spending money, which cannot be confused together.

Now that the two siblings have settled the matter, Song Dafang came over with a broken TV to claim the credit. Doesn't this mean that the electrical appliances she bought were not good?

joke! She spent so much money, who dares to say that the electrical appliances she bought are not good?

 Auntie can't stand this grievance at all!

If she were there, she would have snatched the broken TV from Song Dafang's hand right now. You don't need to keep it overnight, you can take it to the second-hand market and sell it on the spot!

The old lady felt uncomfortable when she thought about this. At this moment, she stretched out her hand:

“If you really want to get rich, admit your mistake to your brother and his family, and you will pay two-thirds of the cost of building the house.”

“Then next year when Tantan sells vegetable seedlings, I will tell her that I will also sell you two acres of land.” The old lady spoke sincerely, but she was actually sighing.

 She knows her son.

 He can't do it.

 Sure enough!

 Song Dafang felt that he had understood it.

Song Sancheng's fake and honest appearance has already won over the old man and the old lady!

　　Even his mother is partial.

 What kind of vegetable seedlings are not vegetable seedlings? Who cares about growing vegetables? You can still sell it every day for 20 yuan a pound!

 What he wants is tea!

You can casually do 10,000 yuan a pound. He is so big in Chashan, raising it casually. Please come and clean up. You can earn a villa in one year!

Tea is what really makes money!

At this moment he also hummed:

“Mom, I have grandchildren. If you say this, aren't you stepping on my face to the ground?”

“I know you were partial to him at the beginning and saw that he was given a small amount of land, but isn't that tea mountain extraordinary? Or maybe you replanted new varieties later?”

"Mom, you can't blame me for this. It's because you didn't level the bowl of water first."

 “I have a share of the things in that field!”

Just as I was uttering harsh words, I heard someone shouting loudly outside:

“There is still dog **** in the field, why don't you **** out half of it first?”

 It's still two in one. Good night.

I really wanted to take a vacation tonight, but Fei 10 persuaded me not to do so. She said she could take it tomorrow...

Chapter end