Chapter 1156: Relatives [Transition Chapter Two-in-One]

Mentioning the 20,000 yuan, Mao Li instantly had no movement.

She opened her mouth and stammered for a long time, finally asking: "Hongmei, you spent more than 20,000 on appliances, I don't believe it?"

Aunt curled her lips coldly: "Nothing to believe, since my dad only has one son and one daughter. His granddaughter paid to build him a house, I can't be stingy. From water kettles to air conditioners, what doesn't need to be bought? Do you want me to show you the receipts?"

The appliances didn't cost more than 20,000, actually only a little over 10,000, but the resentment in Aunt's words was real. Not to mention 10,000, even 1,000, 100! Taking it out of her pocket would make her heart ache for a long time.

But what a sharp thing to say, what do you mean by only one son and one daughter?

Mao Li's face didn't look good, and she snorted and skipped this topic again: "Is what I just told you okay? This teacher of Ziyi, she looks so delicate! She's a perfect match for our spiritual energy."

Aunt turned her head: "It won't work, our family wants to find someone who is diligent and thrifty..."

"Oh, that's perfect!"

Mao Li said excitedly: "This girl has been poor since she was a child, she's a material for living a thrifty life. And let me tell you, her family is in a mountain gully over in Shannan, saying she has no contact with her family there."

"If you really marry her, you don't need to send gifts to her parents, and the bride price for this girl will definitely be low..."

"You, you, you! You're such a big person, if you don't want to take the civil service exam, then don't, but you actually got a tattoo on your arm... You're deliberately trying to cut off my thoughts!"

It's just right! That I grew up like this is not my fault, it's all a genetic problem! My dad said my great-grandfather was like this in the past!

As a result, the vocational school in the town didn't even last through the summer that year, and all the students moved to the city.

"That family's brain is not clear."

Simply unbearable to look at.

The medicine cabinet she uses to store Chinese medicine now was bought with her own huge investment.

Guo Dong shuddered and said subconsciously: "How about I give you 100,000."

"Oh." Che Yuan raised his head: "The batch of moxibustion boxes ordered before is not very convenient; I'm researching and adjusting them now, sending a sample to the manufacturer to re-customize."

She has a single dormitory now, and she only came back for the New Year to accompany her mother-in-law. In previous years, no matter how neatly she tidied up the house, she didn't get a word of praise; now that the mother and daughter have some money, they are perfunctory during the New Year instead.

Song Dafang:... Never expected that the first time he dated, it would be quite exciting.

"This matter, we have to settle it clearly during the New Year."

"What kind of holiday are you taking?"

Che Yuanli couldn't help but giggle, and a terrifying, ferocious smile quickly appeared on her fierce face.

He could only skip this matter and asked instead: "Do you really not need me to go to your house before the New Year?"

Zhang Yanping thought it was quite right: If he had known he could do business together, he wouldn't have been unable to take out the 10,000 or 20,000 for building the house!

This is a thousand troops and ten thousand horses crossing a single-plank bridge; if you are not careful, you will be pulled down even after being publicized. Not to mention that Song Dafang tattooed such a large green dragon and white tiger on his arm... that can't be covered up even if he wanted to!

Zhu spiritual energy nodded: "I know, Mom, don't worry, the bride price doesn't matter, but having three meals a day is the most proper—the aunt in our unit wanted to introduce a girlfriend to me a while ago, saying her family is also diligent and thrifty, but I asked around and it's not very good."

"Sending gifts is useless? He is reluctant to eat or wear, and that money is estimated to be pasted on his eldest uncle's children. Counting on his family's male descendants to burn incense and paper for his dad."

Song Dafang:??? How is it so good?

"The system can summarize data, but someone still has to fill in the forms."

This topic has been discussed many times, and Song Dafang was too lazy to talk about his parents' stubbornness, just piling up the bags he brought back:

"I just said that we deliberately tore our faces; I guess it's because they were guarding against this, so they tore their faces while building the house for the old man."

"Mom, Tan Tan said it's for our family."

Wu Fang also nodded fiercely: "That's right! People are brothers, but he only cares about eating alone."

She took the things into the house and tossed them around, and after a while, she took out a stack of cash:

Song Dafang was at Dr. Xiao Guo's place, staring at the ferocious green dragon and white tiger pasted on his dark arm, unable to help but have a complex gaze:

Just tidy up the table and floor; anyway, there are no relatives to visit, and after the first few days of the New Year, I have to go to work.

These four words were said, and Song Dafang's head instantly hurt.

What is it? Waterproof tattoo stickers; you have to use oil to remove them.

The Song family also has year-end accounts, but their various expenditures and incomes are very simple and clear, and there's no need for everyone to come out; she can just fold them out with her phone calculator.

Zhang Yanping nagged, full of resentment.

Zhang Yanping's abacus in his heart clicked.

As long as they speak up, the matter is settled.

Just those two stickers cost more than 100 yuan!

Thinking about it now, I guess they were guarding against this point, so they tore their faces while building the house for the old man.

However, even more exciting things are ahead.

If they hadn't customized a set of systems, Mao Li would probably be dizzy by now, right?

"What are you doing?"

Now that the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, she can handle her own mother with ease:

Song Dafang:... Never thought that the first time he dated, it would be quite exciting.

Aunt was very disdainful of this: "Not suitable, our spiritual energy is not in a hurry."

Xin Jun:...

So the rare and delicate Che Yuanli suppressed this matter, just snorting and carrying the pot:

"It's fine," Xin Jun didn't resist at home before because she had many relatives and couldn't resist as a girl.

Making money is better than doing housework?

She said, and hung up the phone directly.

"Fresh for a while."

He skillfully took the 10,000 yuan, feeling that his mother was indeed quite doting when she didn't care about the civil service exam.

He squeezed a distorted smile on his tight face: "Mom, Che Yuan and I are preparing to do a homestay in the village together. Can you support me a little?"

"What's wrong with being a civil servant?"

The whole family discussed this matter, and soon forgot Che Yuan to the side.

"Where is your affinity?"

Song Dafang:...???

"My mom agreed very readily at the time. She said you can't tire yourself out, otherwise making money is meaningless."

And Mao Li over there...

I don't know how the previous doctor used it, but the medicine cabinet here hasn't put anything heavy yet. Now it's wobbling; if it's not dropping screws, it's dropping door panels.

"I'm dispensing medicine! There are plasters for treating bone and shoulder pain from the old prescription, and I'll bring them to you to take home to your uncle and aunt when I'm done."

After a long while, the other party replied with an even more awkward sentence:

Zhang Yanping came back from the store and asked her: "Is the matter of going home together settled? I asked someone to inquire, and the tea leaves in the hometown sell for 10,000 yuan a jin, and the chestnuts, peaches, etc., are all more than 10 yuan a jin."

And as for Mao Li, this outsider...

This is the benefit of dating?

Che Yuan's reply seemed to have no strength:

Hiss!

"It's just that on the seventh day, you go with me and take you back to see. By then, the relatives will all be back, and your face will turn around in the village, and I guarantee no one will incite my mom to find trouble again..."

Now it's good, the house was built without paying, and the whole thing was witnessed by the village secretary, and the house has no share of his own in the future...

Xin Jun said lightly: "Anyway, it's not cheap; it is said that the shopkeeper bought it for the young guys in the vocational school nearby several years ago."

"Although it doesn't tire yourself, it can tire your son. Isn't that a kind of meaning?"

Mao Li sneered and sent a voice message:

"According to the rules here, since you are dating, you should go to his house before the New Year, and send the gifts..."

Xin Jun smiled, very satisfied with her boyfriend's active performance, and couldn't help but reveal the news:

"Oh!" Aunt curled her lips, interrupting her words: "What's the benefit of being high? That money is her own when it's given to her daughter-in-law, and she brings it back to build our family with my son, so can I lose money?"

"By the way, Secretary Xiao Zhu told me to write an application next year to tidy up the medicine cabinet in the clinic—it's very likely that a sum of money will be approved."

"If it's not enough, we'll fill it ourselves; I have a little bit here too—"

"Besides, I don't count the money for wrapping the mountain between brothers; just treat it as two people working together to do business... Look, has he mentioned it from beginning to end?"

Good you, Song Sancheng, I didn't find out you had 108 heart eyes before!

And over there, Che Yuan also held a stomach full of anger.

"What's the matter?"

"It's just that the clinic will have to wait for decades if there are no accidents. Take advantage of this time to tidy it up, and see how much quota can be approved first."

"Year-end accounts."

Until Xin Jun hung up the phone, Song Dafang giggled for a long time, and then thought of his good brother—

"Don't worry, I'll prepare the gifts for visiting people's homes during the New Year, and you be generous to the girl."

Hiss!

"It's just that the Song family doesn't care at all about the calculations from afar."

"It's just that the Song family doesn't care at all about the calculations from afar."

"And then..."

"Then you go with me on the seventh day and take you back to see. By then, the relatives will all be back, and your face will turn around in the village, and I guarantee no one will incite my mom to find trouble again..."

"It's just that the Song family doesn't care at all about the calculations from afar."

When he finally returned home with big bags and small bags, because it was inconvenient to move things, he rolled up his sleeves, and his mom called out:

"Don't feel bad about spending a few more yuan when buying vegetables; if you get sick and go to the hospital, it will delay work, and it can't be fully reimbursed, why bother?"

Can there be such a good thing?

Song Dafang felt a bit uncomfortable, unable to help but touch his face again: "My affinity is so high, is it a bit out of place to stick these two stickers?"

Tsk!

"It's the same land, we have it at home too; why should I wrap others' when I wrap ours? Can I, as an eldest brother, pit him?"

She simply couldn't understand: "You said you have an iron rice bowl, your dad and I earn money, and you don't need to earn a high salary, why is it not okay..."

"What are you doing?"

"Here, I know your salary in the village is low, and you can't do without money when dating. I'll give you 10,000 yuan first."

It's just that his sister-in-law is also powerful, and he can't handle it alone; this matter has to be settled by the old man and old lady at home.

Thinking about it this way, she can date someone like Song Dafang, which is truly a strong taking and grabbing!

Guo Dong was struck by lightning!

Song Dafang:...

He returned to his room happily with this money, first trying to video call Xin Jun, but saw a mist in front of the lens, and was stunned:

Song Dafang's curiosity arose: "Since your mom has such cognition, then you..."

Xin Jun looked at him in surprise, then silently handed him a mirror:

Only to see in the ordinary square mirror, a fierce-looking dark and strong man was tightening his face, staring coldly at the person in the mirror.

Aunt was still pondering her son's marriage: "Why is it not very good?"

"By the way, Secretary Xiao Zhu told me to write an application next year to tidy up the medicine cabinet in the clinic—it's very likely that a sum of money will be approved."

"If it's not enough, we'll fill it ourselves; I have a little bit here too—"

"Besides, I don't count the money for wrapping the mountain between brothers; just treat it as two people working together to do business... Look, has he mentioned it from beginning to end?"

Good you, Song Sancheng, I didn't find out you had 108 heart eyes before!

And over there, Che Yuan also held a stomach full of anger.

"This sticker is quite majestic; how much did you buy it for?"

"They move things every day and don't have time to come over and recuperate well; sticking this plaster will make them feel much more comfortable."

Song Dafang instantly gained spirit: "Just right, this clinic will have to wait for decades if there are no accidents. Take advantage of this time to tidy it up, and see how much quota can be approved first."

"Year-end accounts."

Until Xin Jun hung up the phone, Song Dafang giggled for a long time, and then thought of his good brother—

The son shook his head, looking down on them: "Their family is diligent and thrifty, that is, the old lady in the family goes to the vegetable market every day to pick up rotten leaves, and everything has to be put until it's stale before eating. Eating whatever is cheap every day, the food is almost green every meal..."

"Song Dafang! What is on your arm?"

But this matter is complicated to explain, for example, his girlfriend, and his girlfriend's complicated family relationships; he doesn't know if it will leave a bad impression on his mom.

Besides...

Mao Li sneered and sent a voice message:

"That's it! And you!" Great-Uncle didn't want to lose at all: "It's almost New Year, aren't you going home to tidy up?" ===== CHAPTER 1157 =====