"I'm telling you!"
The Zhang Wang family's old hands tightly grasped the hoe, with bulging veins, and glared at the children fiercely: "Ever since I got married to your mother, she has been saving money. If the family earns a share, she still has to save it for you." One share! She has saved this money for more than 40 years."
"Later, life got better, and all the money I saved at home was used to subsidize you. We have fulfilled our responsibilities. Your mother said that after she leaves, I will share this money with you for your consideration."
"I didn't expect to raise a bunch of white-eyed wolves. I don't even want my own mother, so what else do I need to think about?"
The Zhang Wang family dropped the hoe hard on the ground:
"I'm telling you right now, I don't have children like you. You don't need to kowtow!"
"Get out! Get out of here!"
At this moment, the sisters-in-law who were responsible for counting the money finally counted the money in the box full of money. Looking at Sister-in-law Zhang who had not yet been placed in the coffin, she suddenly shed a line of tears:
"Total...30,000 yuan."
…
Everyone present was silent.
I just listened to Song Youde smoking there, and then suddenly said:
"Thirty percent, if you dare to do this when I can't do it anymore, I will burn your house down."
"Zhang Wang's family is just too soft-hearted. If it were me, that hoe would have to hit his head. Raising a dog would be better than his children."
Song Youde felt a chill on his scalp, and then he said with a straight face: "Dad, what are you talking about? I was the one who took those three bastards away today!"
Good guy, my son and son-in-law were driving their cars when they came here. No matter if the car was good or bad, if it was borrowed or something else, they were not willing to spend money on their biological mother... To be honest, they looked down upon them.
Song Youde snorted coldly, that's about it.
As for Zhang Wang's family, without the relatives and friends of his son and daughter, the hospitality of the folks here is also simple. Today is not the time to seriously entertain guests. Song Sancheng plans to go and help tomorrow, and he will have to help the day after tomorrow. Carrying the coffin.
This incident seemed to have passed quietly.
But as the funeral progressed, Song Tan found that those who worked at home, whether they were aunts or uncles, suddenly became particularly active.
After thinking for a moment, she realized that her children were unreliable, which caused a heartfelt panic to this group of middle-aged and elderly people.
Now that there are opportunities to make money, it is more reliable to save more money for yourself.
If we get sick, we pay for the treatment ourselves and don’t expect our children. As long as we have money, we may not be able to live comfortably when we get old, so why not suffer less?
After thinking about this, Song Tan couldn't help but sigh.
But right now, there is another thing that makes her sigh - that is, the finished grafted peach seedlings that bear fruit back then are really too expensive to sell now.
Zhang Yanping contacted Lao Zhou, who ran a nursery, and also inquired from various sources. However, after repeated inquiries, he found out that a three-centimeter mature sapling costs 80 yuan.
When they plant 20 acres of land, they will get at least 2,000 trees. The total is more expensive than the 20-year contract fee for the land, which is a full 160,000!
Good guy!
When Wu Lan and Song Sancheng heard this account in the house, they were also frightened: "Do we have to plant such expensive fruit trees? Can't we plant some cheap ones?"
But the problem is, the big seedlings that bear fruit now are basically the same price, which is pretty much the same.
How do you get this money?
The mountain has just begun to be plowed. How could we have thought that the price estimate was wrong?
Ulan thought again: "Otherwise, the 60,000 yuan..."
Song Tan shook his head: "Mom, don't be so stressed. Just think of it this way. It's only 160,000 yuan, and you can sell 16 pounds of tea."
Oops!
Look at the understatement, as if it was sixteen yuan.
But think about it: if we say 160,000, that is certainly a huge number. But if we talk about sixteen pounds of tea, that seems to be no longer a problem. Even though Wulan knew in his heart that this tea was not easy to sell, he still couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Song Tan also consoled him: "It's okay, don't worry, it will take four or five days to clean up the mountain, which is enough for us to earn the money."
She really wasn't in a hurry. She didn't believe that the quality of her goods was enough to earn the 160,000 yuan.
He turned around and started sending messages in the group.
[Honey pre-sale starts, priced at 1,000 yuan per catty, first come, first served. The price will be adjusted to 2,000 yuan after one week. ]
[Mingqian tea will be sold out soon, so hurry up if you want to buy it. ]
There's nothing wrong with it, Qingming Festival will be over in two days, and only four or five kilograms of dry tea will be produced in one day. Compared with other big tea merchants, it is indeed about to be sold out.
[The picking period of milkvetch is five days, please take advantage of the time. ]
Hey guys, my phone hasn’t stopped beeping all night.
Either they asked for information, or they just gave me their address and gave me money.
As soon as he woke up in the morning, Song Tan made an understatement to Ulan, who had dark circles under his eyes: "Mom, I told you not to worry. Last night, eight kilograms of tea were sold."
"The honey is scheduled to go out for twenty pounds."
There are also some milkvetch, but there is no need to go into detail about these. We will count the numbers later when picking.
Good guy, it’s already 100,000 in one night, how come you got the money so quickly?
Wulan's heart was also in a state of excitement.
As everyone knows, the leader over there and Secretary Wang have to carry a tea box with them wherever they go after drinking this tea.
I wasn't that picky at first, but now when I go out to drink someone else's tea, I feel like something is wrong.
This tea is dark in color, this tea is bitter, this tea is not sweet enough, this tea has a dull aroma...
Obviously the tea you drink is of the highest quality, but it doesn't taste like it here.
Alas, as soon as they heard that this kind of tea was about to be sold out, and they didn't know if it would be of such quality in the future, the two of them immediately got into the mentality of stocking up on Double 11 and bought four kilograms in one go.
Among them, the leader weighs three pounds and the secretary weighs one pound.
There is no way, who can make Secretary Wang's money tighter.
There are still two kilograms, which were decided by the crowdfunding guys in the bureau last time.
These old men are very clever. They keep the good tea for themselves and drink it. They refuse to give gifts. They are afraid that their parents or father-in-law will feel the taste after drinking it and they will miss this tea every time.
That's it, who can afford it with their salary of three melons and two dates? Just enjoy it yourself.
As for who is the last two pounds?
Those are naturally Lao Sun's brothers.
Anyway, it has only been a few days, and I don’t know if these brothers have spent all their personal money. They were particularly happy to give money last night. He just turned around, and he wasn't as sneaky and hesitant as last time.
Ulan was completely relieved.
The 100,000 yuan for honey and tea this time, and the 40,000 yuan for milk vetch last time, made her feel relaxed and free from any worries.
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Is it time to drag the male protagonist out for a walk tomorrow?
Otherwise I will forget myself.
Okay, today’s 10,000 words are over, here comes the rest of the comment section!
I'm going to write Harry Potter [please give the model worker a thumbs up].
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