Vol 311 Chapter 577: 577 Qi Lin’s grandfather

Chapter 577 577. Qi Lin’s grandfather

Tugou Village, Yicheng Township.

The van from the canteen at the head of the village drove back. First of all, he shouted: "Lao Qi! Lao Qi! Your grandson is back with a courier!"

The mountainous area is full of loess and is very empty. Although the two families are far apart, this voice can still be heard by half of the village.

The neighbor couldn't help but sigh: "Lao Qi, this grandson, picked it up well. He kowtows to his son's grave. In the future, he can also wear sackcloth and show mourning for him, so that he won't have no heirs."

"That's right. Linzi is filial and thoughtful." The old lady at home also said the same thing.

The man next to him snorted: "What's the point of being filial? Instead of going to college and going all the way, it's better to quit and stay at home and farm the land honestly. Now I can have my great-grandson in my arms." "

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a sneer from the daughter-in-law next to him: "No matter how far Linzi goes, he will give Lao Qi a thousand yuan every month, and he will also send special products to Lao Qi every time he goes back to a new place..."

“You are farming at home, and I don’t want you to send me fruits, snacks, lotus root powder or anything like that. Why don’t you give me a thousand yuan a month to my mother!”

The man immediately fell silent!

One thousand a month, darling, but not…not…not even 12,000 a year!

He frowned: "Is it more than 12,000 years? If you work in a factory, you can earn it in two months!"

“Then go and earn it! You are lazy and greedy... Look, there are a few like you in the village...”

Lao Qi didn't know anything about the noise at other people's houses. He just rushed to the canteen and wiped it with a hanging towel. His face was covered with sweat, and then he smiled and said:

“What’s the point of sending this?”

The boss laughed and said, "How did I know this? It was sent by Fengfeng Express. The express delivery point here is too far, so I asked someone to pick it up by the postal service."

“Tell your child that you should send it to the postal service next time. We are in a remote place and the postal service car can deliver the package to me.”

Lao Qi also thinks so, but the child has sent fruit before, and it was still a waste of time. Then transfer it to the postal service -

The people who drive the postal van here are from the countryside, and they often help carry other things to the town. It is convenient to go to the canteen here to buy some tofu and other things the next day and bring them back.

Lao Qi was still nagging: "My boy, he spends money lavishly. I have no shortage of food and drink at home. He keeps sending these messy things, and all the money is spent."

“You are already so old. If you don’t save money to buy a house in the city, where will you find a wife?”

"Ouch!" the canteen owner laughed at him: "Didn't you say that this guy you picked up couldn't support the family, so you had to ask him to stay with you? If the college student who was teaching hadn't come to scold you, you wouldn't have done it!"

Lao Qi was not ashamed at all: "He didn't speak much before, and his mouth looked like that. He was so dull. How did he know that he would be able to make a profit now? He had to take out loans to go to college. He owed the country a debt that was only paid off the year before last... It would be you. Are you willing?"

“Besides, what’s the use of staying with me? I’ve learned farming, what can we grow here? It’s better to work in the city and find a wife...”

As he spoke, he opened the package - people in the mountains don't care about privacy, so what the children sent was just food. Lao Qi complained, but he felt good in his heart.

It is inevitable to want to show off.

This is not—

"You said that straw mat you sent me last time... Oh, it costs so much! I went back to collect it last time and saw that the price of other people's straw mats has increased. Now it costs thirty, which is not as good as my old bamboo mat!"

The old bamboo mat has been around for several years, that is, the bamboo strips on the edges have become raised, so one can sleep in the middle.

The man at the canteen couldn't see him like this. He laughed and scolded him: "I think that straw mat is much better than the one at the market. I'm afraid it won't cost fifty or sixty yuan, so don't give it to me!"

“That’s not a hit!”

Lao Qi sighed: "Don't tell me, the agriculture that Linzi studied at the beginning looks promising, and he has developed his vision! Everything sent here tastes good, and this straw mat is also different. The fan didn't even blow when I was lying down last night. , it was cool all night and I didn’t even sweat!”

How rare!

Moreover, bamboo doesn't grow very much here, let alone lush wild grass. He smelled the fragrance of green grass all night last night, and when he woke up early, he felt like he was sleeping on sweet potato vines.    Pure nonsense!

The canteen owner thought:

It’s even more outrageous to show off your grandson.

"That's so nice. I'll go to your house and lie down later - what did you send this time?"

As soon as Lao Qi opened the package, the unique aroma of fish and shrimp hit his face!

“Ouch! Ouch!”

Fish and shrimp are also rare here! Lao Qi's surprise this time was much bigger than the straw mat he recovered last time!

“It smells so good!”

The canteen owner took a couple of strong sniffs.

Lao Qi was very happy and stretched out his hand to grab a handful of dried fish: "Come on, come on, bring me the bag and I'll catch some for you."

After thinking about it, I also caught a handful of shrimps. But it’s much less than dried fish.

Last time the express delivery was delivered by someone else, but this time Lao Qi didn’t even bother to search, he just took the bag and went home.

Halfway through the walk, I couldn’t help but touch a piece of dried small fish and eat it directly——

Ouch, oh my god!

This dried fish is so delicious!

The shop owner was also saying: "Why is this fish so delicious?"

At the same time, he went to look for the sauerkraut on the shelf again: "Where is the sauerkraut that I brought in? I remember there is one..."

They don't grow well here, pickled sauerkraut, so the boss always buys a big can of it, weighing one and a half kilograms for whoever buys it... At this moment, after digging for a long time, he finally took out the plastic can and shouted: "Orchid! Let’s stew pickled fish for lunch!”

Happily, he walked into the house and said, "Linzi just sent it back, and Lao Qi grabbed a handful - it's so delicious!"

Farmers work with rough hands, but they are thick!

That handful of grasps does not contain any skills, but there are quite a few.

The daughter-in-law was also very surprised: "Fish! Linzi is a good college student. He lives all over the world. He eats all the delicious food."

Looking at the shrimps again, I couldn’t help but pick one up. The shell was so crispy and the shrimp meat was so fresh...

Ouch! Ouch!

She felt distressed instantly and took away all the fish and shrimps in the bag:

“We’ll eat it when our kids come back on Friday night!”

boss:…

It’s only Monday!

He discussed with his wife: "Look at what you're doing. It's inconvenient for us to buy fish and shrimps, but it's not that we can't afford them. So, you can make them for lunch first. I'll ask Linzi later if he wants to eat them." Where did you buy it? Give us a few more pounds!”

Actually, I still feel bad. After all, I am still in this village, and even if I have money, my money is limited, and the fish and shrimp they sell here are also expensive.

But...it’s so delicious, it’s okay to eat more!

The daughter-in-law was still holding half of the crispy fish tail in her hand, and she was struggling for a long time: "Okay, then I've done it?"

“Do it, do it!”

The boss waved his hand: "I'll call you later and buy a few more pounds!"

It’s getting later every day...but we still keep the bottom line during the day!

Try to be early tomorrow!

(End of this chapter)

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