Chapter 1073: Whether to Give Some Money

Lu Chuan's answer was so real; Song Tan looked at Wu Lan, whose eyes had been looking strange since today, with a half-smile.

She understood the intention of playing matchmaker; Lu Chuan was indeed quite good-looking, and his body was also very interesting...

But this wasn't a reason for them to be hot-headed! Now she had to let her own mother see the life of people in big cities.

Who knew that a mother was a mother precisely because she came with her own filters!

For example, Wu Lan appreciated this young man Lu Chuan, and now she nodded as a matter of course:

"Oh my, little Chuan is so handsome, it's only right for him to have eight or ten assistants even if he were a star; of course, things like housework have to be left to others."

She didn't just say it herself, she also persuaded Lu Jing: "Young people today have many choices; if the child is capable, let's not interfere. If he wants to hire a housekeeper, let him. He has to write stories, that consumes a lot of mental energy!"

"Look at Tantan, she doesn't do anything at home, she even calls Qiaoqiao to pour her tea... I haven't even had the nerve to say it."

Song Tan:...

Fine, fine, fine, she really is a mother!

She wasn't convinced: "Mom, aren't I working? We just have different divisions of labor. Otherwise, I'll wash the intestines, and you guys be responsible for changing the water."

Don't think that just because her work is simple, it doesn't have technical content.

She said she was going to squeeze Lu Chuan out from the sink, but the other party directly lifted the basin and turned sideways:

"The water is too cold, girls shouldn't touch it."

Wu Lan laughed out loud: "You go rest to the side, what do you know about kitchen work? You're not even as nimble as little Chuan."

While speaking, she also gave Lu Chuan instructions: "After washing this time, turn the intestines inside out; this uneven side is the surface layer, you have to tear off the oil layer on top, otherwise it won't taste good..."

Lu Chuan looked at her movements, nodded obediently, and then buried his head in work again.

Song Tan wasn't in a hurry, now she just took Wu Lan's basin:

"Mom, be content, I don't know how to cook but I know how to farm. There are thousands of people who can cook, but how many can you find who can farm as well as I do?"

Song Sancheng hadn't listened to the women's talk at all; now, seeing Lu Chuan sitting beside him, he couldn't wait to drop the greasy intestines and asked in a low voice:

"Tell me, what do you recommend for a 400,000-yuan car? Can Tantan buy it for me?"

He wore such a simple face, saying such dreamy words; even as considerate as Lu Chuan, he couldn't take it for a moment.

Although he hadn't had much contact with Song Tan, she had already brushed off Song Sancheng several times regarding the topic of cars.

Forty thousand?

If you reverse it, fourteen thousand is possible.

After thinking about it, Lu Chuan only said tactfully: "Cars depreciate quickly now, why not look at cars around a hundred thousand?"

The pig intestines from last night were washed until past 8 o'clock at night; because they had been squatting on small stools with their backs bent, everyone was stretching and complaining of back pain before going to sleep.

But early the next morning, everyone still got up full of energy.

Except for Qin Yun and He Kuang.

Weibo really brought them some heat; although it didn't have much impact on their grades, the main point was to seize the opportunity.

So, the two worked hard last night, typing at a crazy speed, and managed to produce 20,000 words; now they were sleeping soundly, completely unconscious...

Naturally, they couldn't catch this breakfast.

And Lu Chuan was used to waking up at six o'clock; breakfast time was extended to 7:30, which was enough for him to finish a chapter.

"Is 9:00 okay for departure?" He asked patiently: "My task for today is still a little bit short."

"Okay, okay." Song Tan wasn't very interested in shopping—anyone who farmed every day and couldn't wear pretty clothes probably wouldn't have much interest in dressing up.

Now she waved her hand listlessly: "Go do your work. 9:00 is not late at all; after all, many malls in the city don't open until after 9:00."

After thinking about it, she said to Song Sancheng, who had been dressed up early in the morning, sitting anxiously and impatiently: "Dad, I'm planning to buy my mom some gold jewelry. What about you? Look at the gold bracelet on my hand, it's so beautiful, buy my mom a big one too!"

She said, shaking her arm; a thin gold bracelet with a tang-grass pattern was shaking on her white wrist, reflecting the morning light, especially dazzling.

Subconsciously, Lu Chuan also turned his head to look twice. He recognized that the bracelet was brought by Lu Jing; at that time, they had looked at the pattern at the counter together and chosen it carefully.

Song Sancheng was dumbfounded: "Where would I have money?"

Heaven and earth are my witness, when he was young, his money was all handed over to Wu Lan; now that the family was wealthy, Song Tan transferred money directly to Wu Lan.

As a big man, when did he ever have the qualification to hold money?

Now, searching his whole body, he could probably only scrape together ten thousand yuan, and that was because he had to pay for some things before, so he kept a little more.

Song Tan laughed out loud: "If you don't have money, what are you in such a hurry for... Don't worry, we'll leave at nine o'clock, you rest a little longer."

Rest for what?

Song Sancheng hurriedly leaned over and showed Song Tan the dozen or so screenshots in his phone:

"Look, is this car good-looking?"

"What about this one? Do you like this color? Its seats inside are also spacious."

"This one is a little bit more expensive... but look at how interesting this sunroof is!"

"Oh my, if you want to talk about good, this one is good..."

Song Tan took the phone and flipped through the album, finding at least hundreds of pictures. But Song Sancheng must have thought about it seriously; now he had carefully selected only a dozen or so to show her.

However, she didn't know much about car prices, so she returned the phone: "They are all quite good. After shopping, let's go to the 4S store to see, whichever price is suitable, we'll buy that one."

Although she didn't mention the price, her affirmative attitude was enough to make Song Sancheng happy.

Song Tan saw this and hesitated a little, simply asking Wu Lan secretly:

"Mom, should I give my dad some more money?"

At such an old age, not being able to carry much money when going out didn't seem quite right.

Wu Lan shook her head quickly: "No, no, you don't know your dad's temperament. If he drives, he will definitely brag in the village; when the time comes, if someone coaxes him, he will lend the money out."

Lending money is about helping in an emergency, not helping the poor.

But everyone in the village knows that their family is capable now; no matter how much money is owed, it's a symbol of capability.

If someone borrows a few thousand or tens of thousands, how can you have the nerve to ask for it back?

"Besides, your dad is like a balloon, especially easy to inflate—you can't give him too much money! Haven't you heard that someone in the village next door plays cards and can lose ten or twenty thousand in one night!"

"Men! No matter how hard it is to earn money, as long as they get hot-headed and care about face, they don't care about anything else." ===== CHAPTER 1074 =====