Chapter 323

Song Tan nodded, but didn't express any opinion, just said as if casually:

"Whether you go back or not doesn't matter, but Uncle, Grandpa plans to renovate the old house in a while. It just so happens that my family is building a house, and the budget from the construction team is 30,000 yuan. If you have time, you can also go back and discuss the layout and structure with Grandpa."

Good heavens, this was a bolt from the blue, making Uncle's brows knit tightly—

"Isn't he living just fine in that old house? Why renovate it suddenly? Building a house in this hot weather, don't they consider clearly where the two old people will live?"

His face was dark, and he was full of righteousness: "Your dad is the same! Telling them to accompany the elderly to be filial, how come they don't know how to worry at all? Just coaxing them to spend money."

Mao Li also jumped up: "Exactly! That house isn't broken or collapsed, why can't they live in it? How old are they, and they still want to build a house? How long can they live—"

She pursed her lips tightly, realizing that what she was about to say wasn't good.

But she soon found another angle: "People all say old people are like children, this old man wants one thing after another, not thinking about how much life pressure his children have now!"

"Ziyi is still so young, and tutoring classes cost a lot of money all year round, and she's tossing around here again, what, can your uncle earn money, so he can squander it like this!"

This way of speaking was simply using "shameless" to its essence.

As long as elderly people in the countryside can still work, they don't ask their children for alimony. Her uncle talks so nicely, how much money does he spend on his parents all year round?

Still squandering?

Picking up trash gives more than he gives!

Reasoning with such people is purely unclear, so Song Tan simply pretended to be innocent: "I don't know either, anyway Grandpa wants to build a house, Uncle, if you don't want to pay, I'll just go back and tell Grandpa."

Song Dafang didn't want to pay, but he was a person who cared about face, and at this moment his face was dark, and he could only hold his breath:

"No need! I'll find time to go back and talk."

"Fine," Song Tan wasn't in a hurry: "Uncle, hurry up when you have time, otherwise the cement and sand at my home are all prepared, and these all cost money."

Mao Li was still preparing to jump and say something, but was scolded by Uncle Song: "Enough!"

"Day after day, they don't treat me as a family member, such a big thing as building a house, they didn't even make a sound, and I'm the eldest son! Those who don't know would think I'm so unfilial!"

Song Tan almost didn't roll her eyes.

Qiaoqiao listened in confusion for a long time, and at this moment couldn't help but say: "But didn't you make a sound just now? Uncle, you don't want to give money yourself, why say we didn't make a sound."

"Qiaoqiao." Song Tan told him: "Why only speak the truth, Uncle doesn't like to hear it. Hurry up, put down the melon, we're going back."

"It's so late, and we haven't eaten or had water, standing here without even willing to turn on a fan, why suffer this crime?"

Qiaoqiao obediently put the melon on the ground, and then with a long stride, followed Song Tan into the car.

This last sentence was neither yin nor yang, making Song Dafang and Mao Li look like bloated toads, gnashing their teeth for a long time.

But once in the car, Qiaoqiao suddenly giggled foolishly.

Song Tan looked at him twice: "Why, are you so happy to deliver things to Uncle?"

She didn't want to deliver the melon, but she wanted to make Grandpa and Grandma happy. Elderly people, no matter what, still like their children to be harmonious—of course, these were just a few melons.

First of all, she had to be willing.

"No." Qiaoqiao was happy while puzzled: "I don't know why I feel so happy."

"Uncle used to talk too, sometimes making me very unhappy, and Aunt too. But if I wanted to refute, I didn't know how to say it, and Dad would tell me... Today, I think Sister said it so well, so I'm very happy!"

Song Sancheng's bad habit is about the same as most parents in the world—how can a child be ignorant? How can a child talk back to elders? How can a child...

Humble, ah no, humble yourself, praise others.

She laughed: "It seems finding a teacher for you was really right."

Xin Jun taught well, not rigid at all! I'll go give out prizes later!

The car drove back steadily, Qiaoqiao was obviously a bit tired after tossing all day, and was yawning in the car at this moment.

Looking at the back seat again, Ultraman Zero lay alone on top of a few watermelons, already without the glory of when they set off in the morning.

"I don't know if Brother Yanping and Teacher Xin helped feed the babies well..."

"And Big Field, it's been especially cute lately, fluffy, they should be playing with Big Field for a while, right?"

Speaking of this, even Song Tan, who wasn't interested in field mice, nodded: "It is indeed cute."

I don't know if it was because it was given too much spiritual energy when it was young, but the field mouse named "Big Field" had fur that was purely golden!

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Whatever color gold is, its fur is that color!

Its eyes were black and shiny, exceptionally clever. Although it was still young, one could already see its chubby body.

Qiaoqiao even begged Grandma to make it a flower vest, wearing the same red small vest with broken flowers as the few treasures—in the hot weather, it could only be considered a short vest, not even covering its belly.

Don't say, one could actually see two parts of cuteness, so much so that the family had no resistance to it.

But there was one point, the rush cage that Song Youde had woven before was now looking smaller and smaller.

"Do you want me to buy you that kind of hamster cage on the internet, with a wheel?"

Song Tan asked him.

Qiaoqiao thought about it, although it seemed very interesting, he still shook his head: "Big Field likes to run around, the cage is too small."

Field mice have the habit of hiding food, if one could dig out a field mouse hole during a famine, who knows how many lives it could save.

Song Tan reminded: "Don't let me find out it's stealing food from our home, if I find out, I'll reward it to Dabai, and it won't be of any use even if you cry!"

"It won't!" Qiaoqiao shook his head: "It's very obedient, and very smart, it can understand."

Song Tan felt relieved.

If nothing else, Qiaoqiao was good at raising animals.

However...

"Have you thought about what work to arrange for it in the future?"

Song Tan counted them one by one: "Look, Dawang, Dabai, Dabao, they all have work, we raise pigs to eat meat, chickens and ducks lay eggs and can also eat meat, the two long-tailed pheasants on the back mountain are forced, who let them have status?"

"Now, only your Big Field is not planned well, think about what work it can do."

This question stumped Qiaoqiao.

That is to say, a field mouse, what work can it do?

Let it watch the vegetable field, it's not enough for a weasel to eat in one bite, it can't even drive away a sparrow! It can't fly or run, and it can't even swim.

Ah, thinking about it this way, it's so useless!