“That’s right!”
Song Sancheng also nodded affirmatively: "Your uncle Zhang's family's fields have always been the best. In previous years when we were still growing rice, he harvested an average of more than 100 kilograms per mu of land than we did. Who wouldn't be envious of him?!"
"You can go and take a look at their vegetable garden. The vegetables there are more delicious than what most people usually eat."
"When you were little, your Aunt Zhang would pass by our house at three in the morning every day, carrying a basket to sell vegetables at the market in town. You would be extremely envious when you heard the noise."
Song Sancheng was not being polite when he said this. If he really meant to be polite, he would not have called Song Tan over at all.
Now that I called her here, I already had this in mind.
If Zhang Wang's family was not so capable, how could they support three children just by relying on farming
Speaking of this, Song Tan also had a vague impression.
Who among the rural children didn't want to go to the market when they were young? Unfortunately, it took nearly two hours to get to the town by mountain road.
Adults can do it, but children may not be able to hold on halfway. Therefore, if a child can be taken to the market, it is a wonderful thing that he or she will look forward to even before going to bed.
Nowadays, there are supermarkets everywhere. I'm afraid you can't understand why people work so hard just to sell vegetables, but many years ago, this was a common thing.
At this moment, she looked at Zhang Wangjia's face full of expectation and anxiety, and suddenly something moved in her heart -
The good quality of our own vegetables will sooner or later spread throughout the village. In addition to the land god taking the blame, there must be some scientific support, right
Since Zhang Wang’s fertilizer is so famous, then…
Thinking of this, she nodded: "Okay! Uncle Zhang, you came at the right time. I don't know where to find someone to help me look after the orchard!"
"It's very convenient for your family to live here. How perfect! I just wonder if you have any requirements for salary or something?"
Zhang Wangjia laughed happily, and the sadness between his brows was much less:
"No request, no request. But I..."
He thought about it and said it with difficulty: "Tan Tan, if you are willing, give me two thousand yuan a month, and I will not only look after the orchard for you, but I will also pile up the fertilizers for you in the fields and mountains."
"two thousand?"
Song Tan was a little confused.
Yes, Zhang Wangjia is old, in his fifties or sixties, and it is not easy for him to find a job outside, but it depends on what kind of job it is.
Male workers of their age are very popular in any factory. As long as they are willing to work, they can earn more than 5,000 or 6,000 yuan a month, and they also provide food and accommodation.
Staying in the mountains, apart from other things, just working in the orchard is not an easy job.
Now she asks for a salary of two thousand, which, not to mention anything else, a tea-picking auntie can earn in ten days.
Song Tan did not respond.
Even Song Sancheng became serious: "Brother Zhang, what else do you want? Tell us what you want. If we can do it, we can do it. If not, we can make it clearer."
Zhang Wangjia also fell silent.
Then he suddenly fumbled around in his body, and after a long time, he tremblingly took out a pack of cigarettes, and handed it to Song Sancheng first. Song Sancheng carefully looked at Song Tan's face, but still took it.
The two grown men lit up their cigarettes, and it seemed that things would become easier to talk about.
"Brother Song, you know what I look like now. I think people in the surrounding area are laughing at me."
"I worked hard all my life, but ended up raising three ungrateful people. I just can't understand why..."
As he spoke, he choked up and said, "I just can't understand why it's so hard to make money nowadays? My old woman never enjoyed a single day of happiness, and now she's forced to death by her children using money!"
"I don't consider them my own children anymore, but when I went to the town to cancel my household registration, I asked about it and they said the law doesn't support severing ties..."
He said with hatred on his face: "Brother Song, I don't mean anything else. How can I not survive alone!"
"I won't! I just want to get a fixed salary, eat and drink well, and let them know that I have money!"
"Tan Tan is a good farmer. I went to see the crops on your land. They are really good. Sooner or later, you will expand the scale. Look at this piece of mountain where my family lives. It happens to be connected to here. I will keep it for you. As long as I am alive, you can contract it for as many years as you want!"
"When I get old, I will return the land to the country, and you can take over the land. Our village will definitely favor our own people."
"When the time comes, I will take out all this money, burn it, and put it in my coffin! I will also give the village committee 10,000 yuan, and everyone will do a good funeral for me and bury me. I will be satisfied in this life!"
He didn't say the rest of the words, but Song Sancheng and Song Tan looked at each other and knew that after this action, his three children would have many disputes and regrets...
Is Zhang Wangjia so extreme
extreme.
Does it relieve your anger
Relieve hatred!
Even after Song Sancheng pretended to comfort her by saying "Don't be impulsive", he changed the subject:
"If you ask me, you are too soft-hearted. Just sue them and make them give you pension every month! No matter if it's a hundred or two hundred, you have to take the money from them! Pay for ten years, and you will see that my sister-in-law's medical expenses will be paid, right?"
"If anyone dares to default on their payments in a certain month, aren't they all city dwellers? If they have jobs and live in residential areas, they can just go to the community and shout and we'll know!"
The two middle-aged men spoke with great passion and tears in their eyes, as if a bright future was right under their feet, and the three unfilial descendants could kneel down and kowtow, crying and repenting at any time...
Song Tan coughed dryly and said that we should not act impulsively on this matter.
I really can't believe that Zhang Wang's family has such a good reputation in the village for being honest. Now that they are under great pressure, even an honest man can cause big trouble!
As for whether he will change his mind and then be softened by his children... even gods cannot tell.
But even if he softens his attitude, I'm afraid he won't spend any more money.
If her father continues to talk to others like this, it would be like persuading someone to divorce. In the end, he would be caught between two opposing sides.
But Song Tan also discovered that an honest person might be really honest, but being really honest doesn't mean he is stupid. On the contrary, he can see things clearly.
Let’s talk about what Zhang Wangjia said just now. Let’s not talk about mountain contracting. Let’s just talk about the issue of salary. Why don’t people go out to work
Firstly, I can’t bear to leave my hometown and want to stay here with my wife.
On the other hand, I have to stay in my hometown so that fellow villagers can spread the news at any time. Two thousand a month may not sound like much, but it is stable!
Song Tan cleared his throat and said, "Well... Uncle Zhang, destroying RMB is against the law. Money cannot be burned."
Seeing Zhang Wangjia's mood finally lifted, he suddenly fell: "That's real money. If I put it in my coffin after I die, who knows, someone might have some ideas about it..."
When a person dies, it’s like a light goes out. What taboos are there? Is it important to have money that can be seen and touched
He understands.
Song Tan quickly added: "But you can do charity."