Chapter 336

Only Song Qiao Song Qiao hummed while stirring the green peaches in the basin, saying loudly:

"Uncle complained that the watermelon we sent last time was small, and even said Sister is a profiteer!"

Song Tan's eyes lit up—good Song Qiao Song Qiao, Sister didn't spoil you in vain.

But...

"That's too inappropriate to say," Song Tan looked at the suddenly quiet courtyard and her mother's dark face, and said seriously: "Uncle clearly wasn't that direct."

Song Qiao Song Qiao thought carefully, and finally admitted his mistake obediently: "Okay, Uncle didn't say the watermelon was small so directly."

Turning his head again, he saw Wu Lan had already walked out of the house with a straight face, holding a large melon, and then placed it on the table, cutting it in half with a snap!

Song Tan:... Oh no!

Just being quick with her tongue, she forgot her old mother's heart!

She saw Wu Lan slap the knife on the table with a "clack" and say sarcastically: "That's right! We don't even want to eat the truly big melons ourselves."

Song Tan:... Should they cut the big melon on the table or not?

And at this moment.

A semi-new, semi-old car had successfully turned onto the mountain road, with Song Song Dafang and Mao Li sitting inside.

They originally intended to bring their son and daughter-in-law, but the son was too lazy to ask for leave, and the daughter-in-law was eager to come. Song Song Dafang, however, felt that as a junior and a woman, she had no say, so he just left her at home, where she could also take care of Song Ziyi.

So the couple embarked on the return journey with the same anger.

And Mao Li was also full of anger:

"Song Sancheng is too much this time! I'm afraid he has no money to build his own house, so he's inciting the old man to get money from us!"

"I haven't even investigated whether he asked the old man to subsidize him privately, and he still has the nerve to talk about building a new house for the elderly! Bah!"

She had thought about this possibility many times, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt it was the case, so she decided to put some pressure on Song Song Sancheng, which is why she only made the call when they were almost there.

At this moment, she was still indignant in the car:

"In other families, everything is decided by the eldest son and eldest grandson. In your family, it's the opposite; the old man dotes on the youngest son, and lets him take advantage of everything."

"Just look at when the land was divided; ours was so far away, it took half an hour just to walk there!"

"His is good, right at the doorstep!"

"When building the house, the old man went to help, and when farming, he also went to help—how come I never saw them help our family? They just watched such a large piece of mountain land go to waste..."

"Seeing us living in the city, they think we're enjoying ourselves every day! Saying they'll build a house, and then just building it; saying they want money, and then just taking it—there's no such easy thing..."

"Enough."

Song Song Dafang had been listening to her nag all morning, and was feeling restless.

But it must be said that some of her words really hit home. It's just that he felt he was his own father, so he barely said:

"Our family's mountain forest was divided more than the third brother's."

"More?"

Mao Li mocked directly: "Is that worth any money? How much is it worth? Besides cutting firewood, is it of any use? Does our family burn firewood?"

"Besides, whose eldest son doesn't get more?"

Having said that, Song Song Dafang also fell silent.

The car turned a corner, and there was an old pothole on the cement road ahead, so it jolted violently.

Mao Li let out an "ah," but then saw a similarly semi-old truck driving smoothly and steadily in front, and couldn't help but sneer again: "Who is this? This truck is such an old model and they're still driving it!"

Song Song Dafang also took a look, and then said:

"In this village, isn't it a waste to drive a good car? I was thinking of changing to a new car for the New Year. We've been driving this car for seven or eight years, and there are quite a few small problems..."

Mao Li's knowledge of cars was limited to looking at the brand—those with four rings must be more expensive than those with two red wings; this was her philosophy.

So she pondered for a moment: driving a good car out gives face, and she didn't want to be pointed at while driving this old car...

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Therefore, she didn't object.

Moreover, she had her own selfish motives. Buying a car is for their own family. If this money isn't used to buy a car and is taken away by the old man, how much can the old house be worth?

Maybe in the end, it will all benefit Song Song Sancheng.

She could still calculate this account clearly.

And just at this moment, she saw the truck in front turn to the left and park steadily and familiarly at the entrance of the old house.

Mao Li immediately stretched her neck: "Who is this again? Could it be someone looking for Tan Tan to buy watermelon?"

Don't say, the old man must have put in a lot of effort for their family's land. Look at the watermelons they grow, the taste is simply beyond words!

She nagged: "... Take a few more back when we leave, and share some with my parents' family later..."

She couldn't help but ponder: "You say there are so many trees on our mountain that are useless, why don't we ask the old man to help us plant watermelons too? Can't we just pay for the capital ourselves?"

If this melon can really sell for 20, wouldn't that be a huge profit?

Song Song Dafang closed the car door, suppressing his excitement: "Enough, don't nag about this at home, ask about the house first."

And at this moment, Brother Xiao Zhang had already started to open the truck compartment, taking out bundles of packing boxes and plastic film from inside.

Song Tan came over to help, and heard him laugh:

"I find your sender familiar, it seems to be the one you usually send to the Imperial Capital. It's probably a friend, right? It's cold-chain shipping again, so I thought they sent you something special, and I rushed to deliver it to you."

After all, from the city to the town, it arrives a day later than the normal time. Any further delay, and I'd be afraid the things inside wouldn't be fresh.

Song Tan also became interested: Oh, that benefactor?

She leaned over to look: "Let me see the things!"

Brother Xiao Zhang looked at the compartment awkwardly: "That... I forgot when I was moving the packaging, I stuffed it all the way to the back."

Song Tan:...

Fine.

She then took a bundle of cardboard boxes in each hand and lifted them down nimbly.

And at this moment, she saw a familiar figure beside her and couldn't help but call out:

"Uncle, why did you come so fast? I thought it would be noon!"

Song Song Sancheng in the courtyard heard the voice, looked at the dark-faced Wu Lan, and finally came out, twitching the corners of his mouth: "Big Brother, you walked so fast..."

Song Song Dafang stood at the door, looking seriously at Song Tan and the pile of cardboard boxes in her hands:

"What are these for?"

Brother Xiao Zhang heard Song Tan call him Uncle and thought they were family, so he said with a smile: "Sending a package. I was afraid there would be many items today, so I brought some more packaging."

Song Song Dafang frowned and said disapprovingly: "The Fengfeng Express written on your truck—isn't Fengfeng Express very expensive?"

Brother Xiao Zhang became proud: "It is expensive, but it also guarantees timeliness!"

And the price he gave Song Tan was already very low.

Just as he was hesitating, he saw the middle-aged man in front of him say to Song Song Sancheng on the side:

"Song Sancheng. It's not that I want to lecture you, but you don't worry about your own family's business at all, leaving it to the children to mess around. What can they understand? What can't be sent by regular express? Why must it be Fengfeng Express? You don't know how much the cost will add up!"