Chapter 882 882. Attacking the heart first
It's useless for them to just settle the accounts. The Zhang Wang family must know the money first. If nothing else, it's serious to make the old man happy first.
However, Zhang Wangjia didn't react when he opened his mouth and asked for hundreds of thousands!
“How, how is it possible that there are so many?”
The old man murmured: "If only I could earn so much, if I could earn so much..."
As he spoke, tears fell down the ravines on his weathered face, and his whole face was full of pain!
"Uncle..." Qiao Qiao was still holding a vine in her hand, looking at him at a loss.
Zhang Wang’s family, however, sat down directly on the ground, first wailing, and then wailing loudly: “So you can earn so much...Old woman...you’re going to die so miserably...”
Xiao Zhu, the party secretary, hurriedly turned off the live broadcast room.
But the few young people on the **** didn't know what to say.
What did you say?
If the three children had known that this land was worth so much, would they have been willing to pay the 50,000 yuan in medical expenses for their old mother?
It is said that kudzu root can be sold for more than 100,000 yuan, and their family exchanged 20,000 yuan to treat their mother's disease. Can they divide the more than 100,000 yuan every year?
But now, there is no need to say anything.
The old lady didn't leave because she was short of the 50,000 yuan. She clearly had no need for it and was forced to leave because of her unfilial son and daughter.
Now, everyone is standing there at a loss, and a treasure that was originally digging for joy came over for some reason.
Finally, Xanthium sat quietly in front of Zhang Wang’s house and let out a short “woof” from her throat! Then, a wet and hot tongue licked his face.
Eh, is it salty? Another lick!
Zhang Wangjia hurriedly avoided his hot and slightly smelly tongue. At this moment, for some reason, tears could not flow out.
He slowly stood up with Qiao Qiao's support. After thinking for a while, he took out the few insect pupae he had broken out at the beginning, tore them open in twos and twos, took out the light yellow kudzu worms inside and handed them to Xanthium spp. :
“This little **** is more thoughtful than a human being.”
There is something delicious! Never eaten it! tender!
The treasures all came together, and in a short time, they had eaten all the dozen or so insect pupae that Zhang Wang's family had broken out at the beginning.
Then the little old man regained his energy and picked up the sickle again:
“Isn’t it just money? I’ve been tired all my life, so it’s time for me to earn a lot of money and enjoy it—Qiaoqiao, you guys and a few dogs, if you don’t help me for free, I’ll pay you a salary! Buy meat for them!”
Zhang Yanping suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, Uncle Zhang, Tantan is paying you a salary, and you can pay it to us again. What's the point of going back and forth?"
“We’re not really helping here, we’re just lending a hand. When you finish the kudzu powder later, we’ll give you two kilograms each.”
“Okay! There is a lot of kudzu powder! Each person will give five kilograms and take them back for your parents to try.”
This time no one refused, even Party Secretary Xiao Zhu came over: "Oh, then you have to be more careful and ask them to refer to a package later. When it is ready, Qiaoqiao and I will give it to them in the live broadcast room. You bring the goods!”
For a time, it was obviously repetitive and boring work day after day, but the Zhang Wang family felt a deep sense of stability.
However, after all, Party Secretary Xiao Zhu is not the Party Secretary of the old Song family. At this moment, she sincerely considers the Zhang Wang family:
"I think this kudzu root has quite a future. If you are willing, you can go back and find a piece of land and plant it again yourself."
At most, the price of the cultivated ones will be slightly lower, but it won’t be impossible to sell.
“Now the old Song family doesn’t dislike me. The work is either with a pushcart or a three-wheeler. I don’t need to put in a lot of effort. I can still get a salary every month, and there are still people cooking. I live a stable life.”
"I grow kudzu myself. Even if someone like Xiao Sun is paid to dig it for me, I'm old and sooner or later I won't have the energy to wash the kudzu." "Again, you can earn hundreds of thousands just by looking at this piece of land, but there are a lot of kudzu here. I didn’t dig it for several years, but when I planted it, the yield was not like this.”
Poor farmers may not know how to invest, but they calculate every penny far more carefully than any actuary.
Nowadays, even though Zhang Wang’s family only gets a salary of 2,500 yuan per month, at his age and his body, he is not afraid of being laughed at. When Song Tan hired him in the first half of the year, he was actually in a state of collapse!
Being able to get 2,500 and working without any effort on his own really gave him peace of mind.
Now that there are more people in the family, it is no longer necessary to make arrangements to watch the cattle and sheep. All you need to do is be more careful.
In this case, what else can he find fault with?
Now that he heard what Party Secretary Xiao Zhu said, he was no longer as embarrassed as before. Anyway, he was very generous:
"Anyway, the government now has a lot of control over us old people. When I can move, I will do some work at Lao Song's house. When I can't move, the government can also take care of my funeral... I am satisfied!"
Seeing his relaxed look, Party Secretary Xiao Zhu nodded for some reason: "Don't worry!"
When Qiao Qiao heard this, she couldn't help but said: "What funeral? Is it something after death? Grandpa said during dinner that day that the family depends entirely on the people in the village. In the future, if the old people in the village have no descendants to organize funerals, he will pay for the dojo... "
He knew only a little about this matter, so he stretched out his hand at this moment: "Grandpa said, do it for a day!"
Then he withdrew his fingers and turned to look at Xiao Zhu, Party Secretary: "What does it mean to do a dojo and do it for a day?"
His question has not yet been answered, the Zhang Wang family over there has red eyes again, and they are nodding their heads at this moment:
"Okay! Okay! You old Song family have good intentions! I know...I am satisfied even if I close my eyes now..."
Qiaoqiao was at a loss.
However, Party Secretary Xiao Zhu shook his head and sighed. He waited until Zhang Wang's family came to the side and wiped his tears before saying, "Song Qiaoqiao, Song Qiaoqiao, if you have a normal mind, who can match your sweet words?"
ah?
Qiaoqiao shook her head in confusion: "I have no sweet words!"
“Yes!” Xiaozhu, the branch secretary, sighed: “You are just too good at picking the right time to attack people’s hearts.”
The thinking of the old people in the village is different from that of today's young people. They do not shy away from life and death, but pay special attention to funerals.
If an old man passes away and does not do "things" - that is, rituals and monasteries, then the whole family will be disgraced. Many old people want to ask how many days they should do the dojo before leaving...
As far as Party Secretary Xiaozhu knows, the two elderly people who died of illness in the village last year had a day and a half of ritual performed at home, which is pretty good here.
Now the Zhang Wang family claims to rely on the government for their future security, but the government doesn’t do this!
Qiaoqiao picked the right moment to say this...
Be good!
From now on, the Zhang Wang family must not take the affairs of the Old Song family more seriously than their own family!
“Little smart boy!” Secretary Zhu Zhu couldn’t bear it anymore and rubbed Qiao Qiao’s head hard.
Update 1.
Let’s calculate the KPI and look at the word count. There are quite a few chapters in one this month!
The old Song family will benefit the neighbors in all aspects...and the sweet baby Song Qiaoqiao who seems to be both wise and foolish.
What I’m talking about here are the local customs that I know. They are different all over the world. Everyone is welcome to actively discuss and provide various customs and habits.
(End of this chapter)