Chapter 139 139 The Chef and the Crybaby

Chapter 139 139. Xiti Chef and Crying Bag

The car drove smoothly on the road.

In the car seat, Qiaoqiao sat in the passenger seat and continued to squeeze his own colorful clay - this was the new toy he just bought in the morning.

In the back seat, the seventh cousin was holding a handbag in his arms, and from time to time he would bury his head in it and take a deep sniff. This wretched look made the seventh cousin very angry, so she simply turned her head to look out the window.

In the bed of the pickup truck, jars and jars are crowded together, occasionally mixed with boxes and plastic buckets of various colors. There was another set of knives wrapped in foam and piled up in the box - there was even a huge chopping board that had been passed down from my seventh cousin for many years!

It is said that it was cut from the stump of an old tree. No matter how much he chopped and chopped it over the years, it remains as strong as ever, smooth and shiny.

If I hadn't brought my bedding and bedding, it would have been like moving.

At this point, the seventh cousin was still sitting in the back seat and giving guidance: "You tell me, the little girl looks smart but is stupid in doing things. Why are you talking to me so much? It's just a waste of time, but take out the tea leaves first After making a drink, I left with you without saying a word!"

Such a shameful look.

However, Song Tan had previously tried to coax others into being obedient, but now that he had obtained it, his scumbag mentality was revealed. He was not as polite as he said, and now he asked with a smile:

"Seventh Cousin, if I rely on this to invite you back in the first place, what will happen if Grandma Seventh is not willing?"

From emotion to reason, and analyze slowly, this is the long-term way.

Seventh Cousin:......

Wasn't this just a moment of triumph that made you forget your form? At this moment, I saw the old lady next to me snorting coldly:

"Our old man is the master of the house, so how can I have any say? What do I think? It's not as important as the cabbage on his balcony!"

Before leaving, he dug out all the vegetables and gave them away.

Then he spoke to Song Tan pleasantly:

"Tan Tan, our old house hasn't been repaired for several years. Is there anyone at home who can help?"

The chefs were all brought back, and the seventh cousin even said that he didn’t need any salary, as long as he was given some delicious food... Isn’t this the right thing to do to arrange the house?

She nodded: "Don't worry!"

"But today, everyone is busy planting trees for me. It's too late to repair the house for the time being, so I'll let you two stay at my house for one night."

"Early tomorrow morning, make sure someone is there to clean up the house!"

It’s easy to clean up a guest room at home.

In rural areas, there is nothing else but a lot of rooms.

As soon as she said this, Grandma Qi felt relieved, and now she couldn't help but think about it again:

"Oh, I haven't been back here for a while, and I don't know if the vegetable patch at the door is deserted..."

I have been doing farm work all my life, and I have been miserable in urban areas for many years. Now when I see this open space, I want to sow seeds...

Her expression was full of excitement and anticipation.

Song Tan didn't say anything else. He just introduced the current situation of his hometown to them along the way:

“The road in our village is not easy to walk on, but it’s not too bad, it’s just a little narrow.”

How many years ago was it when every village was connected to every village? The width of the road is three meters. It has been patched and patched over the years, but we can still walk on it.

Just a little bumpy.

"There are not many young people in our village now, but the Cun Cun Tong service goes from the town to the city every day. Just call in advance and sit in front of your house."

If something happens in the future, Song Tan will definitely pick him up and drop him off, but he has to point out another way first, so that others can feel at ease.

When Song Tan thought about things, he was extremely thoughtful.

"Seventh Grandma, my seventh cousin didn't ask me to talk about wages just now. But now that you two are back, you can't work for nothing, right?"

Before he finished speaking, the seventh cousin became vigilant:

"What salary do you want? Didn't you agree that you will give me a share of all this good stuff? It's enough for the two of us. If you want more, I'll pay for it with you."

If my son doesn't come back, he will still be my child. If there is anything good about it, I still want to send it to him.

The seventh cousin is not stupid. If these things are sold alone, they will be many times higher than the salary!

He owns a house and savings, why does he need so much money? It has to be good stuff and affordable.

Everyone understands the truth behind this statement.

But won’t Qiao Qiao have to ask her seventh cousin to take care of her in the future?

Even if the seventh cousin has a good character, if he gets angry and goes too far by hitting and scolding him, can we stop him on the spot for the sake of our children learning a craft?

Besides, Qiao Qiao is too stupid to hold back and fight back... If nothing else, the old couple are both over sixty!

Then this affection must be put forward.

"It depends on what you said," Song Tan smiled generously:

"If I really don't get paid anymore, what will I do if I hire someone else in the future?"

"But as the seventh cousin said, I'll leave you a share of the good things. I can't get that much money from my salary for the time being, and it's true that the salary can't be high -"

"In the morning and in the evening, our family and you plus the two of us will eat, so there will be no more than ten people. In other words, when we are busy, we should prepare more meals for lunch."

"Three thousand yuan a month is really not a lot of money. It's just for this purpose. Do you think it's okay?"

"Okay, why not?"

Grandma Qi immediately agreed:

"You can tell by the look of this old man that your stuff is good. If you really want to sell it, why can't you make three thousand yuan? It's just a formality."

Then she said with a serious look: "Tantan, since we are back with you, we won't tell you empty words. As long as you can take good care of us when you are old, the house will be given to you, and you can do whatever you want with it. I My son has already notarized it for me, so he doesn’t want this.”

"OK."

This time Song Tan did not refuse, but agreed first to reassure the old couple:

"There is a house there, and it can easily be sold for a million. If you need anything, just say hello."

"I don't care about your craftsmanship, I also care about the house, right?"

As soon as these words were said, the old couple's originally jolted hearts suddenly calmed down.

Yes, they have their craftsmanship and the house is stable there. No matter what, the days from now on will be the same!

For a moment, everyone in the car was in high spirits.

Only Qiaoqiao suddenly raised his head: "Am I going to learn cooking from my seventh cousin in the future?"

Only then did Song Tan remember - they had arranged everything well, but they had forgotten to ask Qiao Qiao what he meant.

She also looked serious: "Yes, sister has this plan. What does Qiaoqiao think?"

Qiao Qiao lowered her head and rubbed the ball of colorful mud back and forth in her hands:

"Qiaoqiao loves to learn things. But..."

He raised his head aggrievedly, with two tears in his eyes:

"Sister, didn't you say you would show me Ultraman? I've made a lot of money recently, and I haven't spent it randomly. I haven't watched Peppa Pig, and I've also been working - but when are you going to show me Ultraman?"

He cried out "Wow", feeling extremely aggrieved:

"Qiaoqiao, Qiaoqiao, I've been waiting for a long time..."

It’s a big holiday, everyone should be happy whether you are at work or not!