Uncle Song pondered, "Isn't it said that eating fish can nourish the brain? I bought some fish today and will give one to Big Brother later. It's time to nourish your brain."
Uncle Song touched his grandson's head and said, "Xiaoyu, can we eat fish tomorrow? What can we do with this stupid brain? "
I thought that nourishing the brain was useless, so I should just nourish the body.
Father Song nodded: "Okay, you send the fish and I'll send the eggs. I see that my brother has been haggard these past two days. Really, the white hair on his front has appeared. It's scary. Is studying really so painful?"
Fortunately, his daughter is capable, otherwise, if she was scared to the point of jumping off the building, his mother would probably not let him go.
Everyone listened to Grandma Song scolding them for half an hour.
The door of the old house was opened.
Grandma Song said expressionlessly, "Come in, I have something to tell you."
Grandma Song's face seemed to be covered with a scary frost.
Grandpa Song spoke only after all the members of the Song family were present.
"Boss, boss family, are you sure you won't force Wen Xue to go to college anymore?"
While waiting for a reply, Grandpa Song never stopped smoking his pipe.
Uncle Song shook his head: "No, I promise, if I force Wenxue to study again, I will go to school with her, okay?"
It was May, a time of beautiful weather, but he felt completely cold. There was nothing more painful than studying.
I vaguely remember that he didn't seem to suffer so much when he was a child.
Zhang Ling shook her head: "I also promise, just like Jianhua, that I won't force Xiaoxue to study. If she can't learn, forget it."
Grandma Song scolded sharply: "Song Jianhua, Zhang Ling, I will not indulge you. If you do this again, get out of the Song family. Return the house to me. I won't give it to unfilial descendants like you."
"I and I have many children and grandchildren. I hope you can be more sensible. If you can't help the children, don't make things more complicated."
"Wen Xue is now in high school. You spent so much money on her education, but you didn't even arrange a job for her. To put it bluntly, if you can't raise so many children, just have fewer."
"If there are five difficulties, then have three children. Try to ensure that if all three children cannot find a job, they will have money to buy a job."
"There are also dowries and wedding houses for children. You have to consider these."
"Zhang Ling, Song Jianhua, especially you two, it's not a good thing to be too patriarchal."
"Mom, I was wrong." Uncle Song said weakly.
"What's the point of knowing you're wrong? Wen Xue jumped off the building this time. What if she jumps into the river next time and it's too late to rescue her?"
"Who can bear it when an old person sends a young person away?"
Grandma Song pounded her chest and cursed for a while before she said, "Your grandfather and I had planned to wait until we passed away before giving you the things, but we didn't expect that our family would be in trouble."
"This four hundred dollars is what my old man and I saved over the years. I'm giving it to you. It's for the grandchildren. They have it all because they're in trouble. The great-grandchildren don't count. It's divided equally. I don't care about any private transactions between you, but if it involves money transactions, it's better to have an IOU."
"Also, the old house is a two-bedroom house, and there is a vacant room. Who wants it?"
"The market price of this house is 1,200 yuan. I'll give you 200 yuan off. It will be my and my rent. Whoever wants it can pay for it. I'll share the money from the sale of the house with you. The buyer will suffer a loss. When the old man and I are gone, the house we lived in will belong to you."
"Whether you are the first or the second family, you can bring forward your ideas."
After these words were spoken, everyone looked at Grandma Song in astonishment.
Uncle Song was anxious, "Mom, it's all my fault. How could I spend your money? Your money is my confidence. Just in case, just in case, I mean, you should keep the money."
Song Wanyue thought that this happened ahead of time. In the original book, the old man sold the house and divided the money several years later.
After all, how can an old man survive without some money?
I’m afraid that my children will be unfilial and have a miserable old age.
Grandpa Song knocked his pipe on the table and said, "Alright, your mother and I have made up our minds. You guys should quickly think about who wants this house. First come first served. You can consider dividing the family property."
Uncle Song winked at Aunt Song.
Uncle Song said, "Dad, I want it. I want the house. My two sons are married. Xuemei will live with us first. Qiuyun has gone to the countryside. We will find a way to find a job for her to come back. When the money is almost saved, we can just borrow some more."
"Brother, my wife and I have almost finished our tasks, why don't you let us go first?"
They were just lucky. The people in the second branch were all in good health. Over the years, they only had some illnesses and fevers that cost a little money, and they didn't have to go through as much trouble to treat the illnesses as the people in the first branch.
Uncle Song was stunned for two seconds before he responded, "Okay, buy it."
The second and third wives have fewer children than they do, and they have never spent a lot of money on their children, so it is reasonable for them to save money.
Half an hour later, after discussion, the money was divided.
Each of the Song family’s grandchildren received 140 yuan.
Grandma Song pondered, "I divided the money among you because I hope you can help each other and let the money flow to those who need it. With the 140 yuan, you can borrow some money to get together, or even hire a temporary worker."
"There's just one thing. This money is mine. You as parents are not allowed to monopolize it. If I find out, you have to return the money to me. Especially you, Zhang Ling. If you get your two daughters' money into your own hands, I will report you to the Revolutionary Committee and accuse you of stealing your mother-in-law's money. Then you will be sent to a farm."
"I really owe you all this, it's all my ancestors."
Zhang Ling shrank back, "Mom, I won't. I'm willing to find a job for my daughter if I can afford it. Let's get the money together."
Grandma Song's face was full of anger: "You'd better keep your word. Even if the money can't buy a job, you must give the money to the child."
"You almost forced your own daughter to death. You are the first one in the Song family. If anyone sees you outside, they will say that you are such a cruel mother."
"You are a dumb person, so just be content and don't make trouble. The child is not good at studying, but I have tried my best. I got up at six o'clock to study until eleven o'clock at night. Didn't you see that?"
"What a blind man."
"I don't think you're any use to it."
"A piece of junk."
Song Wanyue was whispering to her mother.
"Wanyue, you see, you are the only child in our third room, and you only got 140 yuan. It was given away for free to others, especially the first room, who only got 700 yuan." Song's mother said sourly.
I feel that the old lady loves her eldest son.
This trick is used very well!
This old lady has a sharp tongue but a soft heart.
A little biased, but not too much.
Song Wanyue patted her mother's hand and coaxed her, "Mom, I can earn you many seven hundred yuan, so don't be jealous."
Based on the personalities of Song's father and his two uncles, they would definitely give money to the old man in private.
Mother Song smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed.
"Okay, my daughter is capable, my life is worth it. I can rely on your grandparents and uncle at my mother's house, and when she grows up, she can rely on her children."
Song Wanyue knew that every family has its own problems.
"Mom, do you think grandma loves uncle the most?"
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