Chapter 342 Money for Building a House

Chapter 342 342. Money to build a house

Song Tan nodded, but didn't express any opinion. He just said casually:

"It doesn't matter whether I go back or not, but uncle, grandpa plans to renovate the old house in a while. My family is building a house, and the engineering team's budget is 30,000 yuan. If you have time, you can also go back and talk to grandpa. Let’s discuss the layout of the apartment and so on.”

Good guy, there was a thunderbolt on this sunny day, which made the uncle frown so hard——

"Isn't his old house a good place to live in? Why does it suddenly need to be renovated? When building a house in this hot weather, don't the old couple think clearly about where to live?"

His face was dark and full of righteousness: "So is your father! You ask them to accompany the elderly to fulfill their filial piety, but why don't you know how to worry about it? You just coax them to spend money."

Mao Li also jumped up: "That's right! The house is not broken or collapsed, so why can't we live in it? How old do you have to build a house? How long can you live in-"

She pursed her lips, realizing that the next words would be difficult to say.

But he soon found another angle: "People say old kids are old kids. This old man just thinks about it, and he doesn't think about how stressful his children's lives are now!"

"Ziyi is still so young and has to spend a lot of money on cram school all year round. She is so busy here. Why, your uncle can make money, so he is squandering it like this!"

What he said was simply the essence of "stinky and shameless".

As long as the elderly in rural areas are able to work, they will not ask for alimony from their children. Her uncle said so well, how much money does he spend on his parents throughout the year?

Still squandering?

Picking up trash is more than what he gives!

Reasoning with this kind of person is just nonsense, and Song Tan simply pretends to be innocent: "I don't know, anyway, grandpa wants to build a house. If uncle doesn't want to pay, I can just go back and tell grandpa."

Song Dafang didn't want to pay, but he wanted to save face. At this moment, his face was dark and he could only hold his breath:

"No! Let me go back and tell you when I have time."

"Okay," Song Tan was not in a hurry: "Uncle, please take the time and hurry up, otherwise my house will have cement, sand and gravel ready, and this will cost money."

Mao Li was about to jump in and say something, but Uncle Song scolded her: "Okay!"

"Every day, they don't treat me as a family member. They don't even say a word about something as big as building a house. I'm the eldest son! Those who don't know, think I'm being unfilial!"

Song Tan couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Qiao Qiao listened in confusion for a long time, and now she couldn't help but said: "But didn't you say anything just now? Uncle, you don't want to give money yourself, why do you say we didn't say anything."

"Qiao Qiao." Song Tan said to him: "Why don't you just tell the truth? Uncle doesn't like to hear it. Hurry up, put the melon aside and let's go back."

"It's so late, I haven't had anything to eat or drink, and I can't even turn on a fan while standing here. Why do I have to endure this?"

Qiao Qiao obediently put the melon on the ground, then took a long step and followed Song Tan directly into the car.

This last sentence was neither yin nor yang, and Song Dafang and Mao Li were like bloated toads, gnashing their teeth for a long time.

But after getting in the car, Qiao Qiao suddenly burst out laughing.

Song Tan glanced at him: "Why, are you so happy to give your uncle something?"

She didn't want to give the melon as a gift, but she wanted to make her grandparents happy. Old people, no matter what, still like their children and harmony - of course, these are just a few melons.

First she has to be willing.

"No." Qiaoqiao was happy and puzzled at the same time: "I don't know why I feel so happy."

"My uncle used to talk, which sometimes made me very unhappy, and so did my aunt. But if I wanted to refute and didn't know how to say it, my father would still say something about me... Today, I think my sister said it well, and I am very happy. La!"

Song Sancheng's bad habits are similar to those of most parents in the world - how can a child be ignorant? How can a child be like an elder? How about a kid...

Humility, ah, no, humble yourself and praise others.

She laughed and said, "It seems like I'm right to find a teacher for you."

Xin Jun teaches well and is not rigid at all! Go back and get the prize!

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The car drove back steadily. Qiao Qiao was obviously tired after a day of hard work. She sat in the car and yawned.

Looking at the back seat again, Ultraman Zero was lying alone on a few watermelons, no longer as beautiful as when he set off in the morning.

"I don't know if Brother Yanping and Teacher Xin helped feed the babies..."

"And Da Tian, ​​he looks very cute and furry recently. They should play with Da Tian for a while, right?"

At this point, even Song Tan, who was not a fan of field mice, nodded: "It's really good-looking."

I don’t know if it was because of the spiritual energy I had when I was a child, but the fur on the field mouse named “Da Tian” turned out to be pure gold!

The color of gold is the color of its fur!

His eyes were dark and extremely clever. Although he is still young, his chubby body can already be seen.

Qiao Qiao also asked her grandma to make a floral vest for it, and put it on a small red floral vest that was the same as several treasures. On a hot day, it could only be regarded as a short waistcoat, and it didn't even cover the belly.

Not to mention, it is actually quite adorable, so much so that the family doesn't have any objections to it.

But there is also one thing. The rush cage that Song Youde compiled before seems to be getting smaller and smaller now.

"Do you want me to buy you a hamster cage with wheels online?"

Song Tan asked him.

Qiao Qiao thought about it, and although it seemed interesting, he still shook his head: "Datian likes to run around, and the cage is too small."

Voles have the habit of stealing and hiding food. If a vole hole can be dug out during a famine, I don't know how many lives can be saved.

Song Tan reminded: "Don't let me find out that he stole our food. If I find out, I will give it to Dabai. It's useless for you to cry!"

"No!" Qiao Qiao shook his head: "It's very well-behaved, and very smart, it can understand."

Song Tan was relieved.

If nothing else, Qiao Qiao is still good at raising animals.

But...

"Have you thought about what kind of job to give him in the future?"

Song Tan counted them one by one: "Look, Da Wang, Da Bai, Da Bao and others all have jobs. We raise pigs for meat, and chickens and ducks lay eggs for meat. The two long-tailed pheasants in the back mountain are forced to do so because they have status?"

"Now, only your big field is not well planned. Think about what kind of work you can give it."

This question really stumped Qiao Qiao.

That is to say, what kind of work can a vole do?

Let it watch the vegetable field, it will be eaten by weasels, and it can't even drive away a sparrow! It can't fly, run, or even swim.

Ah, when I think about it, it's so useless!

Okay! I'm done writing!!! I'm so tired. I have no brain cells and my body is hollowed out...

Is it okay to ask for a lot of monthly tickets today?

Good night, Makabaka.