Add a layer of salt and a layer of sweet potato stalks. When the jar is full, sprinkle some salt to finish. Finally, pour the cooled boiling water in...
In the middle of the morning, Qiaoqiao had a great time making pickles by himself. He even had the time to smooth the sweet potato stalks neatly. Obviously, this kind of mechanical repetitive work is very suitable for him!
By the time he closed the last jar, the old men and women in the yard had already wandered off to the mountains, but he became annoyed:
"I forgot to teach the children - they haven't learned this. If we hold a class reunion when the pig is slaughtered, will they all fail the exam?"
Zhang Yanping thought to himself that you deserved to learn this from Xin Jun. Your sense of responsibility as a teacher is second to none!
But in class reunions, sometimes grades are not considered.
"It's okay!" He said, "When the time comes, I will assess everyone in the live broadcast room, and someone will definitely pass."
The naive Qiao Qiao didn't understand the evil heart of the gangster brother. At this moment, he responded obediently and did not forget to considerately say:
"Brother Yanping, don't worry, you are the invigilator, and I will be the first to answer the questions when the time comes!"
Zhang Yanping: "Hmm...huh?"
In the afternoon, Brother Zhang drove his van over again.
Opening the trunk, there were three full boxes of special packaging boxes for fermented glutinous rice. They were small transparent plastic square boxes that other families used to store jewelry and beads, but the Song family used them to store fish bait.
Brother Zhang, who was familiar with the roads and was tearing off the tape and pasting the box, was filled with depression: "This road construction is taking things too long. I have to go around several villages from the other side of the town. It usually takes half an hour to get to the town. Now, It takes an hour.”
Zhang Yanping also sighed: "Who said it wasn't the case? I never expected that the road construction would be so sudden. We didn't stock up on enough building materials at that time. Now that Tantan and her father are building a house, the tolls are much more expensive."
Song Youde can't know this yet, otherwise the old man will feel sorry for money again.
Brother Zhang was facing the family dispute of the old Song family. He asked curiously:
"Hey, the old man's eldest son really can't afford even one cent?"
How outrageous!
How can a biological father build a house and the eldest son and grandson have nothing to lose? Brother Zhang is also from a village near the town. Can he not know how the village divided money, houses and land in the past?
In the past, those who were the eldest sons and grandsons took advantage and took the bigger ones.
Why? Isn’t it just for pension responsibilities? Now this is good, you have taken advantage of it, and you can just find a contradiction and throw it away...
Tsk tsk tsk!
He sighed in his heart: "How smart!"
Zhang Yanping also had a subtle expression when he heard this: "We won't come out over there."
"Not only can't it come out, but it's like a sugar rooster. I wish I could stick two feathers on it and put it back on."
"Expand it and tell me!" Brother Zhang pressed the tape tightly with a snap, and he became energetic instantly.
Zhang Yanping also looked like a gossip - no one discussed this matter at home, so it would be quite embarrassing for him to tell it... He had been holding it in for several days!
But he was Tantan's elder after all. He cleared his throat and pretended, "This matter is quite simple to say... I'll keep it short."
Brother Zhang looked at him with shining eyes.
This is so simple.
During the few days when the road construction engineering team settled in the site, Song Dafang didn't know where he got the news. He hurriedly called the old man and asked:
"Will building the road take up our land? How much will he pay?"
Song Youde was stunned by this sudden question.
He is an old man and has no other sources of information. What does he know?
He didn't even know the road plan clearly. At first glance, when his eldest son called him, he didn't want to answer the phone. He held out a glimmer of hope that if his son figured it out, he would be willing to take the money.
When I heard these words, my disappointment piled up one after another, and I didn't come back to the words.
And during this silence, Song Dafang became anxious first, and Mao Li's voice could still be vaguely heard——
"You have to explain it to the old man! Let's
The family is the eldest son and the eldest grandson, so Qiao Qiao can’t be counted on! Our Ziyi is now quite a few years old, so it won’t be too late for Yanyan to have another one, and that will be the golden grandson of our old Song family! "
"The family has been passed down from generation to generation, and the rules of the older generation cannot be broken - old man, we are not trying to get your money, but you have to be careful. In a few years, you will have golden grandchildren! "
With your golden grandson here, you can’t be a grandpa without money, right?
Song Dafang took it seriously and quickly said, "Dad, 30% of the compensation cannot be spent on the family. According to the law, I also have a share."
Good guy!
Song Youde was not stupid. He understood it as soon as his mind turned around and immediately cursed:
"The law? Whose law?! The old Song family's money, I'm talking about the law! I'll do whatever I say!"
"To compensate you... first tell me, how much money are you going to pay to build the house?"
When did the village receive any compensation for road construction? The land in the east is almost compensated in the west. As long as it does not occupy a large area, how can we negotiate a compensation model for every inch of land like in the city?
Besides, the original road in their village didn’t even mention changing the route! The road is not wide enough, that is, if we dig out the hillside next to it, who else will it interfere with?
That's all public land!
The old man hung up the phone angrily. He remembered looking at the renderings two days ago and hearing Tantan's words as if he didn't leave a room for his eldest son. He felt a little unhappy...
Now think about it again:
Pooh!
Raise children to protect against old age, raise children to protect against old age, what kind of old age can you protect against? !
Don't tell me, after cursing and muttering, he suddenly felt relieved about the house.
If you build a new one, build a new one. If you enjoy it, enjoy it. If there is no room for the eldest child, there will be no room for him!
He and his wife have worked hard for half their lives, so what if they live more comfortably? If his granddaughter is capable, he will enjoy it!
He also took a look at the small bag of dried chestnuts that he got when moving - this was after Tantan's chestnut garden was cleaned up. He and Wang Lifen went for a walk in the mountains and picked them up one by one from the squirrels' mouths, and then picked them carefully. It’s self-evident who you want to leave it to when it’s dried.
On the other side of Da Mei, Tan Tan and the others were worried, but he didn't even bother!
Now that I think about it...
The old man angrily tied the bag tightly, thinking that when the house was finished and Da Mei came back with the refrigerator, air conditioner and so on, he would just give her these chestnuts!
…
It's a long story short, but Zhang Yanping just looked at the changes in the old man's expression during that period and pieced together the whole thing. Now that he was chatting with Brother Zhang, it was like he had found a soulmate.
Brother Zhang was chatting with great interest, but suddenly his eyes turned red and he suddenly burst into tears: "What if my wife is pregnant with a son and he is so unfilial? What will I do when I get old?"
Zhang Yanping:......
What's going on? As a single person, I still have to worry about whether your children are filial or not?
"It's okay." He leaned over expressionlessly. "Let's discuss it with your wife later. If this child doesn't work, we'll have another one. Are you okay? If not, come to me. I have medicine!"
He gave me a "you know" look: "This medicine is very expensive."
Brother Zhang:......
This sudden sadness was defeated by Xing Buhe, and he said bitterly: "I don't need it!"
