Chapter 1200 1200 Cloudy and Cloudy [Two in One]

Several people who had not been to the battlefield for nearly a year now sat at the mahjong table. Even though grandpa and grandpa were old, they still insisted on playing mahjong until 3 a.m.

In the end, they reluctantly left the game almost under the forced drive of Song Tan.

As for the results of the battle...

Only Wulan won 230 yuan.

And the result of such a fierce battle in the middle of the night was that no one except Qiao Qiao could get up early the next morning.

But Qiao Qiao didn't care about this!

Seventh cousin was not there, and his sister didn't get up, so he was the head of the family!

At this moment, he first went to the backyard to add firewood to the heating stove in a very planned way, and then went to the fire room to light a fire.

When the fire in the stove was burning, he came back to his senses a little bit - it was New Year's Day, and everyone went back to their own homes. Now no one wanted to sit here and chat, warm the fire and eat snacks.

But the stove was lit, so Qiao Qiao took a few more sweet potatoes and put them on top to slowly bake them. It doesn't matter whether it's cooked or not, as long as the hot stove is not wasted.

Several oranges meowed and surrounded him, and the big orange was coiled on the plush mat under the shack, and the meows were also coquettish.

Qiao Qiao paused, then took their plates, and then secretly opened the refrigerator, cut several pieces of pork and put them in, and "click" beat two fresh eggs.

The egg white wrapped in the bright yolk swayed on the pieces of pork, trembling, not to mention how tempting it was.

If Boss Chang knew about this extravagant behavior, he would probably immediately become enemies with the Golden Orange Family!

But at this moment, Qiao Qiao was carrying the plate while whispering to comfort herself: "Daju didn't have a better New Year's Eve dinner last night - only two fish doesn't count as a New Year's Eve dinner! It's only right that we should have a better New Year's Eve dinner today, right?"

After feeding Daju, a row of gray-haired squirrels shivered and shrank on the wall. It was probably winter, and their thick fur looked much more pleasing to the eye than their bald appearance in summer.

They moved back and forth on the wall swiftly, staring at Qiao Qiao with a pair of eyes, and looked very pitiful.

Qiao Qiao couldn't help but imitate Wu Lan and said: "New Year's Day..."

Turning around, he went straight into the warehouse, and soon he grabbed a box of dried corn kernels, a dozen hard chestnuts, a handful of soybeans, and a handful of rice grains, and then he put the box on the wall on his feet.

Several squirrels quickly surrounded it, and soon, the empty box swayed in the morning breeze and fell to the ground with a clatter.

Qiao Qiao hid the box and went to the kitchen to get the old red bucket.

The big red bucket was full, not only with cabbage stalks, but also with the remaining radish heads, radish peels, watermelon peels, lots of rice bran, sweet potatoes that were too small to eat, some dried corn kernels and pumpkins, and messy eggshells.

He easily carried the heavy bucket in his hands, and then went to the back mountain with light movements.

There, the wild boar, who had already heard the noise in the yard, was screaming at the top of his voice, as if he had been hungry for nine meals in three days.

The king was stubbornly standing his last shift and sleeping in his doghouse. When he heard Qiao Qiao coming, he moved his ears and fell asleep again.

The fat and strong wild boar quickly climbed on the fence, looking particularly ferocious.

In the winter, Qiao Qiao should have cooked all these things in the pig stove nearby until they were mushy, and then fed them to the pigs. But there are only three pigs left in the pig pen now, one big and two small, one male, one female and one big white sow.

With their physique, they don’t need to heat up the food at all. In the time it takes to cook pig food, their loud voices can wake up everyone in the old Song family.

This includes the big white pig.

Because of its breed, it now looks more than a circle bigger than the wild boar mother next to it, and I don’t know how strong it will be.

Wulan pinned all her hopes for all the piglets next spring on it, and it would be best if there were 12 piglets per litter, so that they don’t even have to buy piglets.

As for the breeding pigs...

Look, the little wild boar that the king brought back at the end has already grown up and matured.

Moreover, the physique of wild boars is much smaller than that of big white pigs, so that the piglets will not be difficult to give birth because they are too big.

And the wild boar mother next to it is best to mate with a black pig, so that the piglets born will not be too big, but the meat will be very fragrant and perfect!

Wulan has already made up his mind about these little things.

Qiao Qiao is now very familiar with feeding pigs. He picked up the bucket and poured it into the pig trough. The three pigs immediately came over with satisfaction and ate without raising their heads.

He stood there and looked carefully, and suddenly became curious: "Mom said that she would buy boyfriends for the pig mother in spring, and they would be separated into different pens and moved to the riverbank together... So will the piglets born be white, or will they have patterns on their bodies like you did when you were little?"

"Do those piglets need to be cooked with pig food?"

This question obviously exceeded his knowledge. He muttered to himself. He looked left and right at this moment, but could not come up with an answer.

Seeing the three pigs eating the pig food like a gust of wind sweeping fallen leaves, and they were still not full, Qiao Qiao paused and comforted them with familiarity:

"We will bring you the rest after we have breakfast."

Then he waved to Da Wang: "Da Wang, I will go to the factory to feed the other babies later and then bring you food. After eating, I will take you to your new position."

"Woof!"

The king has made preparations for the post. He is standing there majesticly, and the red bib on his chest is shining even more.

By the time these things were taken care of, it was already past 9 o'clock in the morning. Ulan had never gotten up so late during the Chinese New Year in his life, and now he was enjoying himself for the first time.

After all, Song Dafang's family used to come back every New Year's Day.

For such a big family, Wu Lan and Song Sancheng naturally came to cook and entertain, so they had to get up early in the morning.

Now, it seems that Song Dafang will not come back. And the children in the village who used to go around paying New Year's greetings before dawn have gradually grown up, and no one comes to shout "New Year's greetings" in the early morning anymore. It's rare for her to relax, and she actually feels that it's pretty good.

It was warm in the room. She put on her new clothes slowly and put on her big gold chain and big gold ring. When she flipped her hair in front of the mirror, she couldn't help but regret:

"Last time Xiaochuan took me to wash my hair, saying that my hair would look good if it was permed. At that time, I didn't like the perm and dyeing, which took a long time, so I didn't do it... Looking at it now, it's really a bit unstylish. "

Song Sancheng didn't even open his eyes, he just responded with a few perfunctory hums.

Fortunately, Wu Lan didn't care at this moment and opened the drawer again, found out a lipstick given by Lu Jing, took it out, and applied it decently.

The lips turned red, and the person in the mirror instantly looked more energetic.

She was full of energy and confident. When she opened the door, she saw Qiao Qiao putting away last night's snack tray. He was stunned when he saw her:

"Mom, your mouth is so red! Do you want to [ah——] when you eat dumplings later?"

Qiao Qiao gestured and opened her mouth wide: "——You have to eat it like this. Otherwise, the color will fade."

This kid is so stupid.

Wulan didn't care at all, but became proud of it: "It's red, right? Your brother Lu Chuan, his mother has really good taste and knows how to dress up. Look at how nice the color is -"

"Oh, I've been tired for half my life, and it's time for me to enjoy it. Qiaoqiao, hurry up and serve me a bowl of dumplings."

Qiaoqiao nodded, not feeling troublesome at all: "Okay, mom, what kind of stuffing do you want to eat? I'll cook it for you alone."

Wulan didn't need to think much before he answered directly: "Every stuffing needs to be..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly heard the roar of a car outside the yard. She was stunned and couldn't help but stand up:

"Didn't you tell Wu Lei that we should go and drive as soon as we are in the second year of junior high school? He's driving the car here now. What's going to happen later -"

The unfinished words were stuck in his throat. Ulan stared at the old car in front of him, his good mood gone.

Tsk, it’s so easy to spend the New Year comfortably, why do things keep happening one after another?

"Qiaoqiao, go and pick up your dad. His brother is here."

Isn't he Song Sancheng's biological brother?

It was he who smashed the glass on the front of the familiar car!

When Song Sancheng put on his clothes and got up, he was confused: "Aren't they all broken? Why is the Chinese New Year coming?"

"Then who knows." Ulan's good mood was interrupted, and his expression was very cold at the moment. He only summed it up in two words:

"nerve."

However, Song Tan heard the noise and went downstairs. At this moment, he was watching Song Dafang's family opening the trunk and packing something. At this moment, he shook his phone at Ulan:

"I just called my aunt and asked her. She said that the family would send a TV watch to express filial piety before the year..."

Ulan curled his lips disdainfully: "It's been half a year since the house was built, and it's time to deliver the TV. The day lilies are already cold. Besides, they and their family are just sitting in this small car. Do you think it can still fit the TV?"

Just as he was talking, Wulan's eyes widened when he saw Song Dafang actually taking out a TV from the trunk -

"So small?!"

It's just small.

Ever since smart TVs became popular, Song Tan had never seen such a small TV. Can this one be 30 inches?

Ulan burst into laughter. Now his good mood doubled, and he even walked over on his own initiative:

"Yo yo yo! What are you doing?"

Mao Li's face was still a little uncomfortable - when she got out of the car, she saw a nouveau riche dressed like Ulan standing at the door looking at them.

As a result, while I was waiting for the steps, I stood on the real steps and watched motionless.

If there hadn't been a TV to keep me busy for a while, my face would have really gone to the ground.

Fortunately, they didn't bring their son back today, otherwise where would their parents' faces be?

But despite this, it was still difficult for her to express her expression naturally when she heard Ulan's cynicism.

Song Dafang still had his own magnanimity: "Brothers and sisters, happy New Year, why don't you see Qiao Qiao and the others going to pay New Year greetings to the old man?"

Old man?

The old man and the old lady had so much fun playing cards last night that they didn't even go home. They were lying warmly in their bedroom. Looking at Song Dafang's appearance, he probably hasn't visited the old house yet, right?

What? Do you plan to carry this small TV around the village three times before delivering it to it?

It's not embarrassing enough.

Wulan was very disdainful.

She was about to choke on something when she suddenly saw a familiar person walking around on the road beside the bamboo forest——

She has a square face and her cheeks are sunken inward. Qiaoqiao beside her has already subconsciously sucked her cheeks again, which made Ulan almost laugh:

"Don't act like this, it's disrespectful."

Qiao Qiao was also a little embarrassed: "I...I don't want to either...but when I saw Brother Tianyu, I wanted to do it..."

That's right, it's Zhou Tianyu who's here!

I heard that he only arrived home last night. Why did he come to my house this early in the morning? Happy New Year?

To be honest, if Zhou Tianyu was so lively, why would his parents be so worried?

Wulan put Song Dafang aside in an instant, and then asked enthusiastically: "Tianyu, why are you here? You are about to get married, and I don't have any red envelopes when you come to pay New Year greetings."

Zhou Tianyu was stunned for a moment, and then he responded with a smile: "Uncle, aunt, happy New Year!"

He turned around and looked at Song Dafang, then looked at his old car, and then at the TV he was holding solemnly in his hand. He couldn't help but be stunned:

"What? During the Chinese New Year, there are still people visiting door-to-door sales."

He had never met Song Dafang, or maybe he had met Song Dafang once in a while and quickly forgotten about it. Now he looked at the small TV box with something written on it and advised:

"You guys are quite keeping pace with the times. You used to sell portraits of the God of Wealth door-to-door, but now you just sell TVs."

"Are you looking at the children at home and deliberately selling them to the elderly? Don't buy the kind that would be unfilial."

While analyzing, he clicked his tongue and shook his head:

"Look at you, you all have to support your family. It's not easy to travel so far to do sales during the Chinese New Year. But you have to find the right market positioning!"

"My grandparents don't care about using this small TV anymore. How can it be sold easily?"

"If you have the skills, you might as well sell a few surveillance cameras! Now all the elderly in the village have these installed in their homes."

As soon as he said this, Lao Song's family burst into laughter.

Don't say it, don't say it!

Zhou Tianyu's recommendation is reliable. Nowadays, every household doesn't watch much TV and is thinking about clothing surveillance.

Song Dafang's face instantly turned purple.

He was just about to say something, but Zhou Tianyu's sales pitch became faster than him. Now he was smiling at the old Song family again, and sincerely persuaded:

"Auntie, don't buy this kind of TV. It's a miscellaneous brand, there are a lot of ads, and there are many paid items. You can't see clearly when watching TV, and the screen is small..."

He listed a bunch of shortcomings one after another, without giving Song Dafang a chance to speak:

"Actually, big TVs don't cost much now. You can choose from more than 1,000 to tens of thousands. You can buy whichever one you like. There's no need to buy this kind of TV."

"It's so small, can the purchase price be two hundred? I can grab a lot of it on Tao Taobao."

OK OK!

Song Tan could only applaud in her heart.

In the past half year, Zhou Tianyu has made great progress! He is a little bit heartless, but every word he says is sharp!

It will be cloudy, it will be cloudy!