Chapter 1201 Is 1201 a Hard Life? [Two in One]

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

To be honest, Zhou Tianyu has never been so popular in the Lao 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 laughing so hard from ear to ear: "Oh! Tianyu, you... look at how direct you are in your speech... Come on, come on, come and give New Year greetings to Aunt, and Aunt will bring you something to eat." !”

Just as Zhou Tianyu was about to say a few words, he saw the middle-aged man selling TV sets across from him was huffing and puffing, and his face turned a little purple!

Ouch!

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

Originally he wanted to say police, but the police in townships mainly deal with peace and quiet, and 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 look for him.

But unexpectedly, Song Dafang became a little taboo when it came to talking about Party Secretary.

He still remembered the flirtatious female branch secretary who, despite her 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 coming. If the other party comes and then chokes you, can you still talk about the next thing?

He closed his mouth in frustration, thought for a moment, 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 people, 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. They don't sell directly anymore. They drive a semi-new car to the house and sit there, ask for help, help the elderly with their mobile phones, repair the faucets..."

"You make people confused, won't they 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 had 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 us and have a couple of drinks."

Wulan'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 such a stern look on his face, why is he so good at what he does?

The two of them 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, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! I feel embarrassed that your TV is used as a display screen for nothing, so why don't you give it away?"

"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 this, even Song Tan couldn't hold back 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 know how to explain what you are 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, who had been an honest man all his life, 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.

Isn't this family ugly enough to be publicized? Look at the bad things his eldest brother does, making other young people laugh at them.

and……

Doesn’t his eldest brother care about face the most? 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 fight later...

He looked left and right, his eyes darting to the corner of the wall, as if he was looking for another brick to grab.

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

The honest man stood 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 yell!

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

"It's Chinese New Year, why are you making such a fuss?"

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 at 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 then explained with a smile: "There was nothing to quarrel about. It's just that I bought you a TV, and Sancheng's family thought it was too small and embarrassing... So, they didn't like it."

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

Oops, I said it too easily and forgot that he was here to join this family today!

So he quickly made up for it: "I don't have experience either, and this TV is really not very good. Dad, you should live with us in the city for a while. I'll take you to the mall to choose it yourself."

Song Tan raised his eyebrows: Oh, uncle is very capable today! What is he trying to take advantage of?

To be honest, seeing his eldest son come back as usual on the first day of the new year, Song Youde was not without a little joy in his heart.

But his own son knows himself.

As soon as he said it, his meaning was clearly revealed.

The old man sighed and finally let go of the idea of ​​forcing.

At this moment, he spoke indifferently: "It's New Year's Day, there are too many people in the mall, I'm too lazy to go. Otherwise, you give me the money for renovating the house and the money for buying electrical appliances. I will go to Vibrato to buy things now, and I will buy them myself."

Song Dafang didn't like what he said.

"What good things can you buy there? Dad, we still have to go shopping in the mall."

"Oh." The old man calmly took out a brand new smart phone, slowly clicked on 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 what Qiao Qiao taught him to do when he took a screenshot on the Internet that day... Although he forgot it after teaching it, and now he can't remember how to do it, but he still remembers this photo when he clicked it.

When Song Dafang saw it - 75 inches 6999

He was instantly stuck.

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

The old man stayed up all night, but slept particularly sweetly, and his complexion was quite good.

Without even looking at his eldest son, he asked Qiao Qiao directly: "Did you cook dumplings?"

"Ah!"

Qiao Qiao just remembered and was very upset at the moment: "I forgot! It's all my uncle's fault!"

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

Qiao Qiao was so sad, always felt that he couldn't bear the responsibility, and ran into the kitchen.

And Song Tan shouted: "Qiao Qiao, cook one more bowl to fill your brother Tianyu's stomach. He was tired from talking in the morning."

Zhou Tianyu was flattered-the dumplings of the old Song family!

"Not tired, not tired! I can eat it!"

He was incoherent.

And Song Dafang looked at the old lady, and for some reason he was worried: "Mom."

He whispered.

He was not afraid of the old man getting angry. The angrier the old man was, the faster he softened his heart. After all, they were father and son, how could there be overnight hatred?

But his mother...

It was like this when he was young.

If he made a mistake, the old man would scold him and grumble. But Wang Lifen didn't do that. She didn't speak loudly, but would just pick up a stick and beat him.

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

The last time they argued, the old man was so angry that he trembled all over, but he still said tough words. His mother stood at the kitchen door and watched, her hands were shaking, but she didn't say a word.

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

"Dafang," Wang Lifen looked at him and whispered, "I didn't know anything when I gave birth to you. You are my first precious child. From childhood to adulthood, I have always been the most partial to you. Don't you think so?"

"What partiality or not..." Song Dafang laughed, "Mom, you--"

"Just tell me if it's true or not." Wang Lifen looked at him, "The reason you still remember me as your mother is probably because you are thinking about Sancheng making money. Are you jealous?"

"Then you can be jealous."

She said lightly, "You are not destined to get rich."

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

...

Zhou Tianyu stood at the door of the kitchen and watched the excitement, his expression was focused, but he heard Song Tan "tsk": "If my uncle also farmed, his mountain land would be left there, and if all my vegetable seedlings were provided, it would probably only be enough for his family."

She murmured, as if she was just mumbling a sentence, but Zhou Tianyu suddenly became smart for some reason--

Vegetable seedlings!

He heard his mother nagging all night when he came back from vacation. The vegetable seedlings of the old Song family could be planted at random. It brought them an income of tens of thousands of yuan.

With this ability, who would want to go out and work hard!

Don’t say that the vegetable seedlings are expensive at 10 yuan a piece - why doesn’t anyone say that the ginseng seedlings are expensive? It’s because they can sell for money!

Now it is agreed that each family will supply a limited amount, but it has not been said how many crops a year. If they can earn tens of thousands of yuan a year, life in the village will be wonderful.

But Song Tan’s uncle must have also been allocated land in the village!

What if he wants to make more money? They are all one family in the Song family. Will the vegetable seedlings be the turn of other people in the village?

He quickly took the phone: "That... I'll go home first and come back later - Qiao Qiao, don't worry, I will definitely come to eat dumplings, please help me put them aside! I, I'll bring you a game console!"

Qiao Qiao's eyes lit up, and just as she was about to ask what game console it was, she saw Zhou Tianyu running away quickly.

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

……

Wang Lifen, on the other hand, was clear-headed: "Don't raise your voice to me. I'm old and can't stand your noise--"

"Dafang, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you're not destined to get rich."

"Look, the street vendors selling clothes still know how to spend money to buy goods. You, on the other hand, are trying to figure out how they make money and bring me such a broken TV."

"Hongmei is not here. If she were here, she would have stepped on your old face."

Song Hongmei hates people asking her to spend money the most.

Song Dafang in front of her refused to pay for her old age. After Song Sancheng and Song Tan paid for all the expenses of building the house, she, as a daughter, had to spend more than 10,000 yuan to buy various electrical appliances for the family.

I don't know how distressed she is for this!

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

She didn't have anything else in the house.

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 pay the most for the elderly!

These should have been done by Song Dafang.

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

Now that the two siblings have done the job, Song Dafang came with a broken TV to take credit. Doesn't this mean that the electrical appliances she bought are not good?

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

The eldest aunt can't stand this grievance at all!

If she were there, she would have snatched the broken TV from Song Dafang. There is no need to leave it overnight, she can take it to the second-hand market and sell it on the spot!

The old lady felt bad when she thought of this, and she stretched out her hand:

"If you really want to get rich, apologize to your brother and his family, and you will pay two-thirds of the cost of building my house."

"Then next year when Tan Tan sells seedlings, I will talk to her and sell you two acres of land." The old lady said it sincerely, but she was actually sighing.

She knew her son.

He couldn't do it.

Sure enough!

Song Dafang felt that he had seen it clearly.

Song Sancheng's fake honest appearance had won over the old man and the old lady early!

Even his mother was partial.

What seedlings or not? Who cares about growing vegetables? 20 yuan a catty can be sold every day!

What he wants is tea!

It can easily make 10,000 yuan a catty. He can earn a villa for himself in a year by just raising such a large tea mountain and hiring someone to clean it up!

Tea is the real money-making thing!

At this moment, he also snorted:

"Mom, I already have a granddaughter. You said this, aren't you stepping on my face?"

"I knew you favored him at the beginning. Seeing that he got less land, but that tea mountain is not ordinary, right? Or maybe you replanted new varieties later?"

"Mom, you can't blame me for this. It's you who didn't treat everyone equally."

"The things in that field originally had my share!"

Just as I was swearing, I heard someone outside shouting loudly:

"There is still dog shit in the field, why don't you go and pick up half of it first?"

Or two in one. Good night.

I really want to take a vacation tonight, but Fei 10 persuaded me to take a vacation tomorrow...