Chapter 1202 1202 No Future [Two in One]

The voice he spoke was loud, but his voice was familiar. Wasn't it the one Zhou Tianyu ran back to call for reinforcements - his mother Li Lanhua?

As for the grievances and grievances between the old Song brothers, who can hide them from people like them who often come here to work?

What's more, the courier Xiao Zhang was so good that the people in the village couldn't wait to call over and watch.

Song Tan, the boss, just said that he would provide them with vegetable seedlings next year, and the boss, who is the eldest brother, came back to play with a small broken TV...

Oh yo yo!

Who doesn't know their intention to cut off Hu?

My dearest brother, the old Song family promised to give it to us first. It’s not like we won’t help with the work, so why should we give it to you?

Destroying people's wealth is something that cannot be tolerated.

No, Zhou Maozhu was still muttering in the group, Li Lanhua had already come over first.

Qiao Qiao was counting dumplings in the pot. When she heard this, she became nervous and rushed out of the kitchen and shouted:

"Uncle is not a good person! You can't share the king's shit with him!"

Okay!

This silly boy's words broke Li Lanhua's growing momentum.

In an instant, everyone in the courtyard burst into laughter.

Song Dafang gritted his teeth with hatred.

He had never looked down on Song Sancheng in his life.

I have nothing to do all my life and can only stay in the countryside. His wife is also very powerful, and he has a daughter who is quite promising, but he is not smart enough to find a good partner in the provincial capital and has to go back to the village.

Son, you are a fool again.

But it happened to be this fool who stabbed his heart several times and spoke so unpleasantly!

So much so that his face turned purple and his eyes glared: "Do you have the right to speak?"

In the past, Qiaoqiao would have retreated in tears and fear. But now he is so amazing, not one episode of the entire Ultraman series has been missed, and he still has savings!

Although his sister holds the savings, he is still the one who can support the family and the dogs with his salary. In addition, Xin Jun and the seventh cousin often praise...

I have to say that his self-confidence started from the inside out, and his whole person was completely different!

So Qiao Qiao also glared over: "Why are you so mean! Everything you want belongs to our family. Do you have a say?"

He thought for a while, and he still remembered the discussion at home about sister Lingling's boyfriend two days ago, so he hummed and summarized:

"You...you...didn't get rich when my father and you were on good terms, but then we got rich after you guys quarreled...you must be holding our wealth back!"

"Pfft cough cough cough!!!"

Wulan coughed violently at the side, and Song Tan gathered spiritual energy in his palms and quickly helped her follow it. The mother and daughter looked at each other and suddenly laughed wildly.

Song Youde and Wang Lifen, on the other hand, felt a little stunned.

Don't tell me, it seems that life is getting better and better after the two brothers became estranged.

In fact, this is purely psychological. But the more the old couple thought about it, the more they realized that was what happened. Song Youde pushed Grandpa Song Tan's wheelchair up without saying a word, and then rushed straight towards Song Dafang——

"Get out, get out of here! This will make life easier at 30%! I shouldn't let you come into the yard and disturb them!"

The aggressive little old man has no doubts about numerology!

The grandfather in the wheelchair had a blank face and had no time to think, so he had to hold on to the armrests and rush over. Song Dafang was confused for a moment. He was about to sarcastically say "nonsense feudal superstition" when he saw his own father pushing the wheelchair with a risk-taking attitude. The old man rushed over——

Ouch!

Who can stand this now? If this disabled person falls to the ground, he will have to shed half of his skin even if he doesn't die!

Subconsciously, he turned around and ran out the door. Mao Li stood there with her short boots on, dazed for a moment, and had no choice but to run out too.

Outside the door, on the road outside the bamboo forest, a group of men and women were rushing over aggressively. When they saw Song Dafang, people immediately gathered around him:

"You boss Song, you have really forgotten your roots!"

"My own parents left us alone and then turned around and wanted to end our livelihood! Why are you so vicious?"

"That's right! We have all signed. Song Tan has agreed to sell next year's vegetable seedlings to us. Why are you just coming to cut off the seeds now? We have already dug the land!"

"Boss Song. We are all from the same village. You can't behave like this."

"Don't talk nonsense to him, Mao Zhu said it all! He must have used the old man to cut off his beard on purpose..."

"Ah? I didn't say that. I just wanted to discuss... Hey, hey! Listen to me! I didn't say that!"

Zhou Maozhu's excuse was drowned in the crowd, and at this moment, Song Sancheng finally picked up a brick to find the right moment.

"Click."

There was only a crisp sound, and everyone fell silent instantly.

Song Dafang felt bad. He suddenly turned around and saw that his car glass had been smashed to pieces again!

"Are you crazy?!" He glared at Song Sancheng.

But the honest middle-aged man's face turned red: "Just smash it! What the hell, I'll hit you again next time you dare to come!"

"Song Dafang, let me tell you, if I call you brother, I will give you face!"

"Last time you called me Tantan, and this time you called me Qiaoqiao...I should have smashed your head in before you even entered the door!"

He was panting and arguing, and the pressure of arguing was obviously much greater than using bricks.

But miraculously, Song Dafang suddenly gave up.

Including Mao Li, everyone squeezed behind him in an instant and quietly tugged on his arm.

Song Sancheng was also nervous.

There are not many opportunities in his life to do such a heroic thing. Song Dafang is so arrogant. If he wants to jump up and fight with him later, will he still use his bricks?

It would be so frustrating if you had to pay for it if it was smashed!

The more he thought about it, the more entangled he became, and the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't do anything about it. However, the next moment, Song Dafang actually opened the door of the broken car, then stepped on the accelerator with a look of shame, and even carefully turned around in a wide circle at the entrance of the yard...

Just like that, without saying a word, he drove around the crowd and drove away.

Zhou Tianyu, who had just arrived, stood on the roadside and couldn't help but feel a little confused - was it solved so quickly?

Tsk!

This family deserves not to get rich! Don't be obsessed with making money.

He glanced at the car as it passed by, glanced inside through the leaky glass, and couldn't help but curse again:

"Fuck! It's just a broken TV. You brought it here and you take it back... How embarrassing!"

The onlookers were stunned, and then burst into laughter.

"That's right! This is so embarrassing."

"Don't tell me, San Cheng, an honest person, can be scary when pushed hard."

"He is so honest. When pressed, he would smash the glass of someone's car, not with a kitchen knife. What's so scary..."

Everyone laughed, wishing each other a happy New Year and saying hello to Song Sancheng, before going back to their respective homes.

But in the broken car, while drinking the cold breeze, Mao Li felt lingering fears:

"It's generous, I think we can't come to this hometown. You didn't see the look in Song Sancheng's eyes! His eyes were red while he was carrying bricks..."

"I heard that these honest-looking people are depressed in their hearts! What if they come up with a kitchen knife to chop us in a hurry?"

Song Dafang thought, isn't this what I'm afraid of?

In all these years, how had he ever seen Song Sancheng like this?

Even though the car window was smashed last time, it wasn’t that scary!

Moreover, everyone was so angry that if they couldn't help but come up and hit him, and then couldn't hold back...

Something is going to happen!

His face tightened.

Although it was a bit embarrassing for him to run away immediately, and seeing the golden mountain right in front of him but unable to dig it out, he felt very uncomfortable.

But after taking a look at the TV that was still held in Mao Li's hand, for some reason, she felt a touch of comfort in her heart.

——Okay.

Although there was no good news at all on the first day of the new year, at least the TV did not make them cheap.

I'll try giving it to Hongmei later.

When the time comes, she will cooperate with her hometown, and she will cooperate with Hongmei... No matter how she catches this opportunity to make a fortune!

The cold wind slapped his face mercilessly as the car roared. The couple, wearing woolen coats, became increasingly shivering in the cold wind.

…

But here everyone dispersed in twos and threes, but Zhou Tianyu stood shamelessly in the yard and giggled. He kept looking at the kitchen, full of expectation.

But today, no one in Lao Song’s family hates him. Only grandpa is there complaining:

"Brother, I know you are anxious, and everyone would be anxious if that child is not filial! But you can't push me away."

"My daughter has been married to your family for so many years, you can't risk me too!"

Song Youde was also sarcastic and couldn't help apologizing at this moment: "I was in a hurry. The yard is so big and I don't have anything at hand... Brother! Don't panic, I won't be at home at noon. I will move you two boxes of good wine for the New Year. It’s great to entertain relatives, it’s so honorable!”

"Our village party secretary brought these to me. She treats me like her own grandfather! All she gave me was good wine."

"And here are these cigarettes. Tantan said you don't smoke, so I'll get you a few good cigarettes. When the old man comes over, just spread them out..."

Wulan helped the two old men pour water to calm down their mood, while watching the two chatting animatedly, she couldn't help but laugh.

Apart from anything else, Song Youde made money this year, and now he talks quite generously.

The same goes for her dad, not to mention how much money he earned from weaving straw mats in the summer. During the holidays, Song Sancheng also smoked and drank a lot, and now he can still look forward to it happily...

She thought for a while, then remembered Aunt Lianhua's mother-in-law, and couldn't help but ask:

"Dad, shall I buy you a new mobile phone? The one that looks clearer. Let Qiaoqiao teach you how to use it later, and you can also go online to learn the knitting tutorial."

She thought of the two patches of rushes that had just split apart in winter in the depressions on the hillside, and she was looking forward to it at this moment:

“I estimate there will be more to compile next year.”

…

And here, Zhou Tianyu was standing by the stove holding a big bowl, and he couldn't wait to start eating.

“It’s so delicious!”

The hot dumplings were blowing and swallowed in a panic. His eyes were about to burst into tears, but he still couldn't wait any longer: "Compared with what I eat outside, it's pig food!"

"Yeah?"

Qiaoqiao curiously took a few large sweet potatoes that were accidentally roasted and stuffed with raw meat from the stove next door. She broke them open to take a look, and she was curious:

"Brother Tianyu, my sister said you work in Beicheng. What do the pigs in Beicheng eat?"

Zhou Tianyu said "Ah", remembering the three-dimensional agricultural science and technology museum where the company team building was held, and said hesitantly:

"Just... various scientifically proportioned feeds?"

Qiao Qiao hadn't fed pig feed yet, so he finally broke open the oversized sweet potato. Sure enough, the outside was yellow and sweet, roasted sweet potatoes, but the inside was white and underripe, dry.

The aroma of sweet potatoes was so overwhelming that Zhou Tianyu couldn't help but stare at it while eating the dumplings.

Then Qiao Qiao raised her hand and threw the split sweet potato into the red bucket beside her.

Then she quickly threw the remaining big sweet potatoes into the bucket.

"!!!"

Zhou Tianyu shuddered with heartache.

"Isn't this good? Why did you throw it into the bucket?"

"To feed the pigs!"

The dumpling soup is also very delicious. It can't be wasted. You have to mix something in it.

Just as he was talking, Qiao Qiao opened the big pottery jar beside him, scooped out a bowl of rice bran from it and poured it on the sweet potatoes, and poured the extra dumpling soup in the pot directly into the bucket.

After finishing everything, he looked up, his eyes were sincere, and his question was sincere:

"Pig feed is so expensive, it must taste delicious, right?"

Zhou Tianyu bit off the dumpling numbly, and was about to cry with heartache: "It's not as delicious as your pig feed."

"Really?"

Qiao Qiao was more interested: "Brother Tianyu, have you eaten it? How many brands have you tried? Are all brands not as delicious as mine?"

After thinking about it, he became curious again: "When have you eaten my food... The king will not let you eat it secretly!"

Zhou Tianyu was full of bitterness: "You don't understand... What good things can a worker eat? If I say it's pig feed, it's pig feed."

His answer was so strange, Qiao Qiao sighed and didn't ask any more questions.

Teacher Xin is right, some people are just a little bit stupid, but they won't find out... I'd better not expose them again.

…

When this late brunch was over, Zhou Tianyu took Song Sancheng and Song Youde to his home, and heard grandma curiously asking Wulan:

"Tomorrow is the second day of the Chinese New Year, the girl should go back to her parents' home. If you go back with me, what will happen when Xiao Lu comes?"

Grandma thought for a while: "It doesn't matter which day I go home, otherwise I'd better stay with you. Tantan, let your uncle and others come over tomorrow."

Song Tan didn't care about these things at all. After thinking about it, he nodded: "Okay! Come over! Let our Lingling see what vision is."

Grandma laughed so hard when she heard this.

"That's true! That's true! Lingling can't compare to you in this aspect, she needs to learn more!"

Speaking of this, Song Tan was quite regretful: "I also asked Lu Chuan to dress up a little better, so that he could crush Lingling's boyfriend on the second day of the Chinese New Year."

Who knew that the king would solve the problem with a roar, and missed the opportunity!

Grandma shook her head: "It's useless. Lingling is different from you. You think you can give it a try if you like someone, but she always feels that she is not worthy of that person."

"Even if they didn't break up now, after meeting Xiao Lu, she would probably feel that she has to match ordinary people."

"This child is too honest. She doesn't have the slightest desire to compete with others that everyone has."

Grandma sighed and was deeply worried.