Chapter 108

"That's true!"

Song Sancheng also nodded affirmatively on the side: "Your Uncle Zhang's fields have always been the best served. In the past, when we were still planting rice, he harvested more than a hundred jin per mu on average than us. Who in the ten miles and eight villages doesn't envy him?!"

"Go and take a look at their vegetable garden; those vegetables also have more flavor than what ordinary people eat."

"When you were young, your Aunt Zhang passed by our door at three o'clock every morning, carrying a basket to the town to sell vegetables. You were so envious when you heard the movement."

Song Sancheng didn't say this as a polite remark. If he really meant to be polite, he wouldn't have called Song Tan over at all.

Calling her now, he already had this thought in his heart.

If Zhang Wangjia weren't so capable, how could he afford three children just by farming?

Mentioning this, Song Tan also had a vague impression.

Rural children, who doesn't want to go to the market when they are young? But from their place to the town, it's nearly two hours of mountain road.

Adults can do it, but children are afraid they won't be able to hold on halfway. Therefore, if any child can be taken to the market, it is really a beautiful thing to look forward to even when sleeping.

Nowadays, there are supermarkets everywhere. Hearing this kind of hard work just to sell vegetables, I'm afraid I can't understand it, but many years ago, this was a common thing.

At this moment, she looked at Zhang Wangjia's expectation and nervousness, and suddenly her heart moved—

Her family's vegetable quality is good, and it will spread in the village sooner or later. Besides the Land God carrying this pot, there must be some scientific support, right?

Since Zhang Wangjia's fertilizer is so famous, then...

Thinking of this, she nodded: "Okay! Uncle Zhang, you came at the right time. I was just wondering where to find someone to help me watch the orchard!"

"It's convenient for you to live here, it's so suitable! It's just that I don't know if you have any requirements for salary?"

Zhang Wangjia laughed happily, and the sorrow between his eyebrows was much less:

"No requirements, no requirements. But I..."

He thought for a while, and then said it with difficulty: "Tantan, if you are willing, give me two thousand yuan a month. Not only will I watch the orchard for you, but I will also compost all the fertilizer that should be used in your fields and mountains."

"Two thousand?"

Song Tan didn't quite understand.

Yes, Zhang Wangjia is old, a person in his fifties or sixties, it's not easy to find a job outside, but it depends on what kind of work it is.

Just enter a factory, male workers of their age are very popular. As long as they are willing to work, it's easy to earn more than five or six thousand a month when going out to work, and they even provide food and housing.

And staying in the mountains, not to mention anything else, this orchard is not an easy job.

Now Zhang asked for a salary of two thousand. Not to mention anything else, the aunts who pick tea can earn it in ten days.

Song Tan didn't answer.

Even Song Sancheng became solemn: "Brother Zhang, do you have any other requirements? Say them all together, we can do it if we can, and we can make it clear if we can't."

Zhang Wangjia was also silent.

And then suddenly fumbled on his body, and it took a long time to tremblingly take out a pack of cigarettes, first handed it to Song Sancheng. Song Sancheng carefully looked at Song Tan's face, but still took it.

Two big men lit cigarettes, as if it was much easier to talk—

"Brother Song, you know what I look like now, I guess the ten miles and eight villages are watching the joke."

"I've worked hard all my life and raised three white-eyed wolves. I just can't figure it out..."

He said, choking up: "I just can't figure out why money is so hard to earn now? My old woman never enjoyed a day of happiness, but in the end, she was forced to death by her children with money!"

"I don't treat them as children anymore, but I asked when I went to the town to cancel the household registration, and they said the law doesn't support severing the relationship..."

He said, with a face full of hatred: "Brother Song, I don't mean anything else, I'm alone, how can I not live on!"

"I won't! I just want to get a fixed salary, eat and drink well, and let them know I have money!"

"Tantan plants the land well. I've seen the things in your fields, they are really good. You will expand the scale sooner or later. Look at this piece of mountain in my house, it just connects here. I'll leave it for you. As long as I'm alive, you can contract it for as many years as you want!"

"When I get old, I will return the land to the country, and you can continue to contract it. Our village will definitely favor our own people."

"At that time, I will take out all this money, burn it with a fire, and pad it in my coffin! I will give the village another ten thousand yuan, and everyone will hold a good funeral for me and bury me. I will be satisfied in this life!"

He didn't say the rest, but Song Sancheng and Song Tan looked at each other, and they both knew how many disputes and regrets his three unfilial descendants would have if this action was done...

Is Zhang Wangjia's appearance extreme?

Extreme.

Is it satisfying?

Satisfying!

Even after Song Sancheng pretended to comfort him with two sentences of "don't be impulsive," he changed the subject:

"If you ask me, you are still too soft-hearted. Sue them directly and let them give you pension money every month! No matter if it's one hundred or two hundred, you have to dig money from their hands! Dig for ten years, look, isn't my sister-in-law's medical expenses out?"

"If they dare to be in arrears any month, aren't they all city people? They have jobs and residential areas, won't they know if you shout in the residential area!"

Two half-old men talked passionately and tearfully, as if the beautiful future was at their feet, and the three unfilial descendants could come to kneel and kowtow and repent at any time...

Song Tan coughed dryly, this matter cannot be impulsive.

I really can't tell, Zhang Wangjia is usually honest in the village, but now he is forced to be very bad. Honest people can also toss out big things!

As for whether he will regret it and be softened by his children again... God can't tell this.

Just even if he is softened again, I'm afraid he won't take money out again.

It's just that if her dad continues to chat with people like this, it's like persuading people to divorce, don't be ungrateful on both sides later.

But Song Tan also found out that honest people might be really honest, but being really honest doesn't mean they are stupid. Instead, they see it quite clearly.

Just say Zhang Wangjia's words just now, not to mention the mountain contracting, just say the salary thing, why doesn't he go out to work?

For one, he is reluctant to leave his hometown and wants to stay here to accompany his old companion.

On the other hand, he has to stay in his hometown, so that this news can be spread by fellow villagers at any time. Two thousand a month, it sounds like not much, but it wins because it is stable!

Song Tan cleared her throat: "That... Uncle Zhang, destroying RMB is against the law, money cannot be burned."

Seeing Zhang Wangjia's mood, which was finally lifted, instantly fell again: "That is real gold and silver. If I leave, it will be padded in the coffin like this. I can't say that someone will have ideas..."

When people die, the lamp goes out. What taboos are taboos? Can it be as important as visible and touchable money?

He understands.

Song Tan hurriedly added: "However, you can do charity."

---Side Note---

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