Song Tan Jishi

  Chapter 422 422. Take grandma to the house

   When things were settled, Ulan turned around and said, "Dad, all the people who will work will come over later, but they can't find the puddles, so you have to take them there."

   "Okay." Song Youde nodded: "It's at the edge of the wild pond on the other side of the former mountain. I'll take them there."

   Turning around, I heard Ulan say again: "By the way, Dad, anyway, the new house has been built anyway, so why don't you and my mother move here to live here! My central air conditioner is also on, so I can sleep comfortably at night."

   "No, no, no," Song Youde shook his head quickly: "Your mother and I are not used to the air conditioner. Besides, the hard bed in the old house is comfortable to sleep on, and it's not far away. What are you afraid of?"

   "In two days, the straw mats are ready to be moved over there. This new house, don't let people come in and make a fuss."

  Ulan laughed: "Not at all."

   Those who can be invited to work are not without the eyesight. It is definitely necessary to visit, but it is absolutely impossible to say that someone deliberately made it look bad. After all, most of the people in the village have helped at home.

   "By the way," Song Youde asked again: "You moved to a new house, and you still invite everyone to eat and warm the house?"

   "No."

  Ulan shook her head: "I'm too busy this summer, I don't have time to spare, and besides, I'm tired of working and cooking."

  Song Sancheng was a little reluctant—how did you say that? The new house has been built, so it's weird not to show it off.

  Seventh Cousin didn't feel tired anymore.

  With the air conditioner on, cooking doesn’t feel too hard. The new kitchen is so spacious and bright! The chimney also smokes very neatly, and the room is not choking at all.

  But Ulan sensed Song Sancheng's eagerness to move, and rolled his eyes at him at this moment:

   "Where is the money? No way."

  Building such a good house is the only one in the village. People have to give gifts when they come to eat, and it’s a personal relationship in the end. Why bother?

   What's more, it is true that the work at home is also tense now.

  Song Youde understands quite well—even if a special person is invited to organize a big banquet, the family will still be busy all day, and they will be exhausted, so it is better to be quiet.

   What's more, people are more or less a bit of a mentality of "hating others and laughing at others". Tan Tan doesn't earn enough money now, if his life is only a little better than others, he still has to keep a low profile, so as not to cause jealousy and unnecessary trouble.

  The honest son he gave birth to was too stupid. If he hadn't married Ulan back then, what would his life have been like?

  He thought for a while, seeing that his son was a little upset, he simply changed the subject:

   "By the way, Ulan, didn't you say earlier that you were going to pick up the child's grandparents? Why didn't you meet?"

   "Your house has been built and has air-conditioning. The couple are not in good health. They are asked to live here more to take care of their health. The family affairs have dragged you down over the years, and you haven't given them a good filial piety."

   "Take this opportunity, don't delay."

   If the child’s grandparents Ulan wants to pick him up, he can arrange it at any time. But when these words came out of Song Youde's mouth, it was different.

  Ulan happily responded:

   "Okay, then I will listen to Dad, and ask Tan Tan to pick it up for them today."

  Song Youde is also happy—it is the descendants of his old Song family who are promising!

"It's not convenient for your dad to walk now, and he can't sit idle all the time. When people are idle, they tend to think too much, and when they think too much, their bodies tend to collapse--I will dry them on the grass later. I will bring him two bundles and let them Weave two straw mats for yourself, and sleep comfortably."

   These words are really reasonable, and the arrangement is appropriate.

  Ulan was extremely happy.

  Although Tan Tan persuaded the couple a long time ago, if they want to come, they must only stay for a few days. If they really stay for a long time, they always feel uncomfortable and inappropriate in their daughter's house.

  Nowadays, if there is a grandfather with a child, it doesn’t matter how long you live!

  By the way, arrange some small tasks for them, so that they are not tired from doing it, and it looks like someone can chat with them and help them...the longer they live!

  Song Tan was lying on the balcony upstairs thinking about the fence, looking at what was planted next to it, and when he heard this, he immediately spoke:

   "Okay, Mom, I'll drive to pick them up later, just in time—" She giggled:

   "Grandpa, I remember that my grandfather was good at weaving bamboo baskets before! I will weave straw mats for you later, and you can't pay less!"

  Song Youde raised his brows, and the spirit of being a boss came out:

   "Don't worry, I will definitely have to reduce my salary."

  …

  Song Tan's action efficiency has always been high.

  As soon as I said this, I took the car keys after breakfast and set off.

  When the car arrived, I took the rice in here, and said happily: "Uncle, this is the newly harvested rice this year. I'll bring you some to try."

   At the same time, he raised his voice and shouted: "Grandma, grandpa! I'm here to pick you up and live at home!"

  Grandma still didn't realize it: "So fast?"

   "It's not fast." Song Tan laughed: "I told you last time, how long has it been? The house is packed, and you can go with a few clothes."

  Grandma didn't refuse, just smiled: "Okay, then I will stay with your grandpa for a few days."

   "That's not okay."

  Song Tan shook his head: "My grandfather said that my mother has worked hard at home all these years. Finally, the house is built and the house is comfortable. I have to ask you to live there for a few months!"

   "What did your grandpa say?"

  The grandfather in the wheelchair turned his head in surprise.

   "Yes, my grandfather really said it. He urged me to pick you up in the morning!"

   "Grandma, you guys pack up your things first, I'll talk to my aunt about Brother Wu Lei."

   No, my aunt is waiting for her!

  Seeing Song Tan approaching, it took a lot of effort to hold back, and he didn't ask himself to ask immediately, looking very worried.

   But in fact, how can you rest assured?

  Song Tan was also prepared, and now he moved over with his mobile phone.

   "Auntie, let me tell you! My brother Wu Lei is doing really well at home! He really values ​​love and righteousness!"

   "I said I would do it with my girlfriend, and I really worked hard."

   "I didn't say that uncle, you can't beat him all the time at home, I think he can actually work hard, you see—"

  She turned on her phone, and there was a video of Wu Lei cutting rice—

   "Is this a decent job? But the first day I went, I guess I was tired. Qiao Qiao said that he slept soundly at night, and he didn't stay up late to play with his mobile phone. He fell asleep before 10 o'clock."

   "Ouch, this is the normal routine!"

  My aunt's heart aches, but her brows and eyes are full of satisfaction!

   "It has to be like this. He usually stays up late at home, playing games in the middle of the night and still yelling there. I think his health will collapse if he continues like this."

  Can you?

  Song Tan opened the photo album again: "Look, brother Wu Lei is picking watermelon on the mountain to eat—the watermelon is big, and I brought two in the car, which he prepared, and just forgot to carry it down."

   Ah, I'm still so dizzy... Wake up, dizzy, let's add it tomorrow.

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