Chapter 1321: Chatting

Song Hongmei arrived early in the morning.

For this Qingming, she couldn't set up her breakfast stall for half a day, so she simply came back early. This way, after worshiping, she could help pick tea or something. The Song family didn't lack people to work now, but Auntie was just this kind of personality. Otherwise, why would everyone like her?

Song Youde walked in the back, watching Song Sancheng and his son-in-law Zhu Jun in front using hoes to push aside the wild grass on both sides of the road, while asking her loudly: "Da Mei, Dafang he..."

Hmph.

Song Hongmei rolled her eyes instantly: "You still want that little TV doll from the New Year? Don't know, no contact."

Song Youde:...

Forget it, don't be deaf or dumb, don't be the head of the family. He was already at this age, why worry about the children? Pull it down!

He shook his sleeves and walked quickly to the front with his hands behind his back.

It was the old lady Wang Lifen who was still thinking about her daughter: "Have you found a suitable family for the child? How are the house preparations?"

Song Hongmei curled her lips: "It's okay. The one in the unit talked after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. I think the girl is quite good. I just hope they go smoothly."

The old lady knew her daughter's drive to save money. At this moment, she said: "Don't just be stingy about life's major events. If they aren't willing, seeing that housing prices have dropped now, buy the children a new set with an elevator. People live comfortably, and there are fewer quarrels. Don't take it lightly."

Speaking of this, Song Hongmei was happy: "I inquired about the house. They don't have any requirements. The one bought next to the unit was quite good. At that time, I chose the golden third and silver seventh floors. The property fee is 120 a year, cheap to live in!"

However, Uncle-in-law still instructed: "Dad, it's fine if you know in your heart, don't say this out. In case people think this is a piece of feng shui treasure land, what if they raise the price for us later?"

"Now it's your turn, oh my, you're even afraid of wearing out your hands when holding a hoe..."

"I just said that money is still reliable for buying a house. Yesterday I went to sell egg pancakes, quite a few people were chatting, saying that funds collapsed and they lost blood."

Behind her, the mother and daughter were really speechless.

And in the kitchen, Song Hongmei watched Lu Chuan pick a basket of mugwort early in the morning, and was rubbing and washing it to prepare for juicing, and couldn't help but shake her head sourly:

She thought for a while and asked: "Housing prices have dropped, didn't you buy another set last year? Don't be unable to sleep."

And in the bamboo forest, Song Tan and Qiao Qiao drilled in with hoes. They didn't take care of it in early spring this year, and now there were many new bamboo shoots that had grown into emerald green bamboo.

The old lady nodded: "Right, that's how it should be."

"Aren't the other two sets bought next to the school? Oh my, people who accompany reading grab them every year. No matter how much housing prices drop, my rent hasn't dropped... It doesn't affect me at all."

"Those five houses of mine, one is for us to live in. This old district is on the top floor. It couldn't be sold for a high price anyway. It doesn't matter if it drops or not, no one buys it."

Zhang Yanping glared at him: "Our Song family is living a prosperous life now. Even if you don't say it, won't people raise the price?"

She was stingy, but this kind of caution was rare for ordinary people, so the old lady was also happy: "Okay. By the way, when are you planning to return to the city? Tell me in advance, Tan Tan is planning to pick vegetables for you, you have to pinch the time."

Wang Lifen frowned. She was a remarkable old lady now and knew a lot of news, so she asked: "Doesn't that building have an elevator? The house is also quite old, is the girl willing?"

"The gap between people is as big as between princes and cattle!"

"Look at what!" Zhang Yanping was cautious now: "Just here, the place is big, quite good. If we bury it in the land our family contracted, how wasteful! Plant less food."

This was naturally very possible, but Auntie, who held five houses, didn't look like the sky was falling at all. She only saw her eyebrows dancing at this moment:

That bamboo forest land wasn't so easy to dig open. Song Hongmei worked hard for half a day, getting water blisters and sore arms, but she rested for quite a few days.

This was actually someone else's land. Wanting to bury a grave here naturally required money. If it occupied mountain land that others were using, the money had to be given more. But the barren place in front of them, 2000 was about the same.

That was also true. The three of them started discussing what level of price increase they could accept...

Very good, the style of speaking was very Song Hongmei.

While digging, she remembered Song Hongmei who worked hard last year.

She was a bit annoyed: "I bought her several durians—durians at this time are really expensive, this is eating gold! If it doesn't work out, it's too much of a loss."

"That bamboo forest land is hard as a rock. Last year, my sister and brother pressed and coaxed me, and I had to dig for half a day. I got three small water blisters on my hands, and my arms were sore for two or three days."

So, this kind of rough work was something Lu Chuan absolutely couldn't touch. It was quite good for him to make snacks. After all, digging the ground was easy for Song Tan, but snacks were her weakness.

The ancestors' graves were buried in the neighboring village. At that time, a Daoist priest was invited to specifically point out the location. Now, there were wild grasses everywhere along the way. Zhang Yanping pulled two handfuls while muttering about his own afterlife:

"When I leave, bury me here too... Look at how capable our Tan Tan is, Qiao Qiao is also good, it must be the ancestors' blessing."

Song Sancheng:... Understood, this was the real reason.

"Looking good is just different!"

Did he, Gong Wanna, look like a manual laborer?

As for the house...

Song Tan used her feet to pull away the thick bamboo leaves on the ground, accurately found a fine crack where a bamboo shoot was about to arch out, and swung her hoe to dig.

"One set is right next to the child's unit, the one they plan to live in."

Song Sancheng thought that when Gong Wan was found to have a problem back then, he was still pondering whether to move the grave, saying it must be because the location wasn't chosen right and it was cursing the child... Good or bad, it's all the ancestors' business, right?

After all, even if there was no extra spiritual energy given, the bamboo forest was right at the door, and even squirrels could rub a bit. How could they not be good?

How could there be such a person! The homestay opened was more profitable than him, and the status in the Song family was higher than him!

He didn't avoid the old man's mention, just hesitated: "Should we find someone to take a look?"

Auntie's breakfast business was only in the morning. At this moment, she was cautious: "We'll go back after lunch. Returning just in time to catch the order, let him take it to the unit, and send some to the family after work."

People in the village are so smart!

He was jealous to death!

The mother and daughter were chattering in the back, and the father and son in the front also had something to say.

It was Uncle-in-law Zhu Jun who nodded: "Indeed, buying a location in this barren land is cheap, 2000 is about the same, right?" ===== CHAPTER 1322 =====