Chapter 742 742. The generous family has a small abacus
Early in the morning, Sun Yanyan asked Song Xuehai to pack her things and prepare to return to her parents' home for the festival.
The living room was filled with piles of fruit snacks, clothes, shoes and socks, tobacco and wine gift boxes, etc. It was extremely well-prepared. Even Song Ziyi was wearing a brand new skirt.
The family of three was very busy, and Mao Li looked particularly ugly.
Don’t mention anything else.
Sun Yanyan has been married for a few years, and she has always only taken money from the old couple. But when it’s my turn to help my mother’s family during the festival, it’s not a waste at all!
This made her feel particularly depressed.
Ziyi was young, so she looked at her grandma's face and suddenly asked, "Mom, let's go back to grandma. Where is grandma going?"
Sun Yanyan glanced at Mao Li and said, "Your grandma is not going anywhere. She is waiting for your aunt today."
Aunt Song Tingting is Song Xuehai's younger sister. She married out of town and rarely comes back twice a year.
This time, I called in advance to say that I would be back during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Mao Li had been stocking up on meat and braised vegetables at home early. She also bought imported fruits and the refrigerator was full!
Sun Yanyan looked at it, muttering in her heart.
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law may not have any other ideas when it comes to shopping for the holidays.
However, after all, this house is occupied by their family of three. Now that things have been packed, Sun Yanyan pretended to say:
“Mom, Tingting is back with her Wu Yuan and their children. Where can she stay at night? Ziyi is already old and she doesn’t like to sleep with us now.”
Song Dafang felt particularly uncomfortable when he heard this.
He originally bought this house in full, but now his daughter has no place to live when she comes back...
But according to his thinking, when the daughter who is married to another woman comes back, she still has to have a good relationship with her sister-in-law.
At this moment, he said: "It's okay. There are rooms in hotels near our home. I'll just go and get one."
The hotel is not very famous, and the rooms are naturally not expensive. It costs more than 100 yuan a night, and Sun Yanyan is satisfied.
Mao Li got angry after hearing this!
“Your daughter still has to stay in a hotel when she comes back! What’s the point of your child coming all the way back?”
Sun Yanyan, however, was thick-skinned: "Mom, it's not that I'm not sincere in hosting you. Isn't it because of family conditions? Otherwise, you and dad can just buy another set."
“Our Ziyi is getting older, and I want to prepare a piano room for her.”
The implication is that it would be great if the room where the old couple lived could be vacated.
Ziyi Ziyi... Who wouldn't know that she was using the child as an excuse? ! Mao Li suddenly became angry!
“How can we have money to buy a house! We, the old couple, have earned a little money and still have to supplement your family. Where can we get the money to buy another house?”
I originally had three or four hundred thousand, but what can I do with three or four hundred thousand now? We really need to keep them to prevent them from getting sick and recuperating.
The other Maoli didn't lie either.
Sun Yanyan's ability to make money is better than hers. After a few years of marriage, she can make a lot of money every month, so she naturally saves less than before.
The atmosphere at home suddenly became weird.
Sun Yanyan frowned: "I told you not to call me brother." There is a gap in seniority.
After hearing this, Mao Li immediately became angry with the enemy: "That's right! Ziyi, grandma told you that we will have nothing to do with his family from now on! Even if you grow several vegetables in the field, you don't know how much you weigh..." Speaking of it Both mother-in-law and daughter-in-law complained about this.
“Old man, too. Isn’t Song Tan good at coaxing people? He just said in vain that he would build a house for us, and then asked us to pay for it?!”
“He doesn’t even think about it. He’s already so old. What’s the point of building a house? Who wants the house in his hometown?”
That area of the ravine will not be demolished for another hundred years.
As long as Mao Li doesn't get along with Sun Yanyan, her speech is quite good. At least it's Song Dafang's intimate words:
“When the old man sent you to the city, he made it seem like you were able to survive until now only because of your family. He only asked for money to build a house... He still thought you were enjoying the good life here every day?”
“How can a father be so inconsiderate of his own children?”
Song Dafang’s face was dark—this was not what he was saying! But the more he talked, the more embarrassed he became, because the money the old man had to pay to build a house was not much...
But at this moment, he just frowned: "Okay, stop talking."
He also urged: "Hurry up, Xuehai, you should go out, otherwise there will be a traffic jam on the way back home today."
Then she urged Mao Li: "Can you ask where Tingting has been? What time did she arrive? Wu Yuan is nearby, and there are some things we can't say. Just tell her in advance. This time she doesn't have to go to the countryside to see her grandfather. ”
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The joys and sorrows of people are not the same as each other.
For example, at this moment, my aunt Song Hongmei closed down her stall early, and when she got home, she took out several plastic bags and a torn plastic vegetable basket that she picked up while buying vegetables.
She carried the empty vegetable basket downstairs. There were several groups of red, black, black and white plastic bags inside, which made the neighbors in the community marvel:
“Hongmei, everyone moves things home during the holidays, why do you still bring an empty one?”
Although the red plums are picked, it’s not like this?
Song Hongmei smiled proudly: "Oh, you're not my sister-in-law. I usually ask my children to bring me anything if I have anything. This is the Mid-Autumn Festival, so I didn't want to bother. They are also busy with farming during this period..."
"She refused to do it! She insisted on letting me go, and even asked me to bring more bags. There were piles of vegetables in the field and I couldn't finish them all... Oh, this is so comfortable in the countryside. You can grow your own food, which is no better than us. Going to the vegetable market every day saves money and worries..."
As soon as he said this, the neighbors quickly started talking about it: "Oh, your sister-in-law must be the mother of the two children who come here often!"
"Let me tell you, the child is handsome, and his parents will definitely be the same! Just by looking at them coming back empty-handed, we know that Da Mei, a relative, can do it!"
This is my aunt's art. She picks and picks and takes advantage, but she doesn't know what kind words to say.
No, this is such a big festival, the whole yard is filled with joy, and there is no trace of sadness at all.
When her son parked the car at the door, Song Hongmei got in the car and started pulling at it again: "Where are the bottles I asked you to bring up yesterday?"
“It’s in the trunk.” His son Zhu Lingqi asked curiously, “Mom, what are you doing with those big cans?”
Song Hongmei sighed: "These are the jars I used to make egg pancakes and buy sauce as a gift. Didn't Tantan say that the watermelon sauce at home is ready, so you can take a few bottles with you?"
“I don’t know if I look at it. She also paid for the bottle. What a pity for her family! Our family has such a free big bottle, why don’t we use it?”
Ah Qianqiu has given another reward...Thank you for your support.
I’m too sleepy...If I can’t finish writing tonight, I may continue to make up for it tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)