Chapter 386: Bringing Grandma to live at home

Once things were arranged, Wu Lan turned around: "Dad, the people coming to work will be here soon, but they can't find the water puddle. You'll have to lead them over."

"Sure." Song Youde nodded: "It's by the wild pond on the other side of the mountain where it used to be. I'll take them there."

Turning his head, he heard Wu Lan say: "By the way, Dad, since the new house is built now, why don't you and Mom just move here to live! My central air conditioning is on anyway; it's so comfortable to sleep at night."

"No, no," Song Youde hurriedly shook his head: "Your mom and I aren't used to air conditioning. Besides, the hard wooden beds in the old house are comfortable to sleep on, and it's not far away, so what's there to worry about?"

"In two days, we're planning to move the grass mat weaving over there. Don't let people come into your new house and make a mess of it."

Wu Lan laughed: "It won't come to that."

Those who could be hired to work weren't without common sense. They would definitely want to look around, but it was absolutely impossible for anyone to deliberately make a mess of things. After all, most of the people in the village had helped out at their house by now.

"By the way," Song Youde asked again: "Are you going to treat everyone to a meal for your housewarming since you moved into a new home?"

"No."

Wu Lan shook her head: "It's too busy in the summer; we can't spare the time. Besides, cooking for workers is tiring."

Song Sancheng was a bit reluctant—how did that saying go? They built such a nice new house, if they didn't show it off, it felt a bit underwhelming.

Seventh Cousin didn't feel tired at all.

With the air conditioning on, cooking didn't feel that hard anymore. The new kitchen was so bright! The chimney extracted smoke very efficiently, and the room wasn't choking at all.

But Wu Lan sensed Song Sancheng's restless thoughts and gave him a side-eye:

"Where would the money come from? We're not hosting."

Building such a good house, the only one in the village, people would have to bring gifts if they came to the banquet, and then there would be the back-and-forth of social obligations. Why bother?

What's more, the family's work was indeed tight right now.

Song Youde was quite understanding—hosting a big banquet, even if they hired professionals to manage it, the family would still have to be busy all day, and everyone would be exhausted. It was better to be quiet.

Moreover, people had a bit of a "resenting others for having what they don't" mentality. Tan Tan hadn't earned enough money yet. If their life was only a little better than others', they still had to keep a low profile to avoid jealousy and unnecessary trouble.

This honest son of his was a bit too silly. If he hadn't married Wu Lan back then, who knew what their life would be like?

He thought for a moment, feeling a bit annoyed at his son, and simply changed the subject:

"By the way, Wu Lan, didn't you say a while ago that you were going to bring the children's maternal grandparents over? Why haven't I seen you go pick them up?"

"Your house is built now, and there's air conditioning. Both of them are in poor health; call them here to live for a while and recuperate. They've been burdened by family matters for so many years, and you haven't properly shown them filial piety."

"Take this opportunity, don't delay."

Wu Lan could arrange to pick up her parents whenever she wanted. But hearing this from Song Youde made it different.

Wu Lan happily agreed:

"Sure, then I'll listen to Dad. I'll have Tan Tan go pick them up today."

Song Youde was also happy—it was his old Song family's descendants who were successful!....

"Your dad's walking is inconvenient now, and he shouldn't just be idle while sitting. When people are idle, they tend to overthink, and when they overthink, their health easily collapses—later, when the grass is dried, I'll bring him two bundles so they can weave two grass mats for themselves; it'll be comfortable to sleep on."

This was truly reasonable and well-arranged.

Wu Lan was extremely happy.

Although Tan Tan had long ago persuaded the two of them, if they came, they would definitely only stay for a few days. If they really stayed for a long time, their old-fashioned thinking would always make them feel uncomfortable and inappropriate in their daughter's home.

Now with these words from the child's grandfather, they could stay as long as they wanted!

And by arranging some small tasks for them to do, it wouldn't be tiring, they'd have someone to chat with, and they'd look like they were helping out... they'd stay even longer!

Song Tan was leaning on the balcony upstairs, pondering the perimeter wall

and what to plant on the side. Hearing this, she spoke up immediately:

"Sure, Mom, I'll drive to pick them up in a bit. Just right—" She giggled:

"Grandpa, I remember my maternal grandfather was also very good at weaving bamboo baskets! When he weaves grass mats for you later, you can't give him less in wages!"

Song Youde raised his eyebrows, and a sense of being a boss emerged:

"Don't worry, I definitely won't give him less in wages."

Song Tan's efficiency was always high.

Once this was said, she finished breakfast, grabbed the car keys, and set off.

When the car arrived, she carried the rice inside and said happily: "Big Uncle, this is the newly milled rice from this year. Take some for you all to taste."

While shouting: "Grandma, Grandpa! I'm here to pick you up to live at our house!"

Grandma hadn't reacted yet: "So fast?"

"It's not fast." Song Tan laughed: "I told you last time; how long has it been? The room is all tidied up; you can just bring a few clothes and go."

Grandma didn't refuse either, just laughed: "Sure, then your grandfather and I will go live for a few days."

"That won't do."

Song Tan shook her head: "My grandpa said that my mom has worked so hard at home all these years. Now that the house is finally built and it's comfortable to live in, he wants you to stay there and live for a few months!"

"Your grandpa said that?"

Grandfather, sitting in the wheelchair, turned his head in surprise.

"Yes, it really was my grandpa who said it. He even urged me to pick you up quickly this morning!"

"Grandma, you all tidy up your things first; I'll go chat with Big Aunt about Brother Wang Wang."

Indeed, Big Aunt had been waiting anxiously!

Seeing Song Tan come over, she used great effort to hold back, not asking immediately, so as not to seem too worried.

But in reality, how could she not be worried?

Song Tan was also well-prepared; she took out her phone and leaned over.

"Big Aunt, let me tell you! Brother Wang Wang is performing very well at home! He is truly very loyal and righteous!"

"He said he would do it for his girlfriend, and he is really working very hard."

"It's not that I'm saying this, but you and Big Uncle shouldn't keep discouraging him at home. I feel he is actually quite capable of working hard. Look—"

She opened her phone to a video of Wang Wang cutting rice—

"Doesn't this look like he's doing a proper job? But he was probably exhausted on the first day. Qiao Qiao said he slept very soundly at night; he didn't stay up late playing on his phone and fell asleep before 10 o'clock."

"Oh my, this is the normal routine!"

Big Aunt was satisfied despite her heartache!

"It has to be like this. He used to stay up late at home, playing games in the middle of the night and shouting there. I felt that if he continued like this, his health would collapse."

Indeed?

Song Tan flipped through the album again: "Look, Brother Wang Wang is picking watermelons on the mountain—the watermelons are huge. I even brought two in the car; they were prepared by him. I just forgot to carry them down."

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