"No need to ask, it's Xiao Qi."
Everyone was stunned, then understood.
This is already the third time, they should be used to it.
But this time and twice is a gift from God. If it happens more often, these uncles and aunts will be happy but also worried.
"Ding Lan, is Xiao Qi okay?"
Duan Dinglan shook his head slowly:
"Don't worry, brothers and sisters-in-law. The child is fine. He can eat and sleep well."
Old Mrs. Song spoke in time:
"Let's not talk about this for now. Let's deal with this corn issue. What are your opinions?"
At the end, he added another sentence.
"This is an urgent matter. We need to find a solution as soon as possible. We should try to get it done before tomorrow morning."
Although Mrs. Zhao didn't say it explicitly, everyone knew who she was wary of.
Yes, neighbors are the most troublesome.
If they did something during the day, the neighboring family would not be able to stretch their necks to look at their faces.
Besides, it is not the season for corn yet.
Zhang Cuizhi pondered for a moment, and an idea of some importance came to her mind.
"Mom, the person who can help our family is obviously far away and right in front of us."
Everyone's attention was immediately drawn over.
Song Laowu said bluntly: "Sister-in-law, I think you should stop torturing me. Just say whatever you want to say. You know that my brain can't think about these things."
Zhang Cuizhi was stunned and smiled helplessly.
"Old Five is also impatient, so I'll just say it directly. The solution to this problem still lies with Ding Lan."
Duan Dinglan understood immediately.
In fact, she thought so too.
"Sister-in-law, you really hit the nail on the head. I used to think the same way, but..."
She didn't finish her words, but it wasn't hard to tell what she meant.
Old Mrs. Song slapped her thigh and immediately remembered.
"If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten. My in-laws will probably be able to help, but we have to talk to her in advance."
This also means that she needs to be told about Xiaoqi's matter.
This is not an insurance thing.
After all, the relationship between Old Lady Duan and Xiao Qi is not as close as that between them and the Duan family.
If this is accidentally let slip, it will spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred.
When that time really comes, it will not be easy to find out who is responsible.
In other words, there is no need to pursue these issues.
Everyone's expression was slightly heavy.
If the problem can be solved within the Song family, try to solve it among the family.
Don't bother others.
But the higher the expectations, the more likely the opposite will happen.
In the end, it was Old Lady Song who had the final say.
"This matter is still the same as what we said at the beginning. Let's tell the in-laws that their family resells corn. We will send it to them overnight and split the profits 30-70."
Upon hearing this, Duan Dinglan shook her head like a rattle.
"Mom, you can't be so stubborn. Xiaoqi is the child of the Song family after all."
Old Mrs. Song didn't take it seriously and even began to comfort Duan Dinglan.
"She is my granddaughter, so she is not my in-law's granddaughter? Family members don't distinguish between relatives and strangers. This small profit is something our family can afford."
Duan Dinglan still disagreed.
It seems that the Duan family got 70% of the profit for free without paying anything.
People’s hearts are always insatiable.
Who can predict what others will think if they cannot offer such great benefits next time?
Even though the Duan family is her maternal family.
But she also didn't want to take such a big advantage of the Song family.
Besides, my brothers and sisters-in-law worked so hard, but in the end they didn’t get any hard-earned money. Isn’t it a wasted trip?
Therefore, at Duan Dinglan's strong request, the final profit was decided to be divided into 20:80.
Naturally, the Song family took the lion's share.
Taking advantage of the night, Old Lady Song directed everyone in the Song family to take action.
The children also went out with him.
Zhang Cuizhi was in poor health before, so she was kept.
How could Zhang Cuizhi allow herself to be idle?
"Mom, please let me go with you."
The whole family is busy, and she is the only one who has so much free time. This is really not good.
Old Lady Song soothed her softly, "Don't worry, Cuizhi. I originally wanted Ding Lan to stay, but we have to go to the Duan family, and without Ding Lan's help, it really won't work. I can only ask you to stay and take care of the child."
When she thought of Xiaoqi, Zhang Cuizhi's expression immediately relaxed.
"Then I'll listen to my mother."
Seeing that she agreed, Duan Dinglan gently shook her hand.
"Sister-in-law, thank you for your hard work."
"We're a family, so we're not strangers. I like Xiaoqi very much and even dream of taking care of her."
After a pause, she said with some worry, "As for you, you must be careful on the way."
Everyone nodded.
Then he began to pack the corn carefully.
These corns look like a lot, but when they are gathered together, they appear to be even more.
A few small families still have some corn.
Several children were drooling with greed.
Duan Dinglan couldn't bear it:
"Mother, let's save the corn from my brother and sister-in-law's house for them. The children are craving it, and the quantity isn't large anyway. Our carriage is more than enough to carry all the corn from the main house."
The children were looking forward to it, and all of them placed their hopeful eyes on Old Lady Song.
Everyone wants grandma's approval.
Now is not the season for eating corn, but if you can eat a piece of hot, soft, sweet corn in the cold winter, your life will be perfect.
Old Mrs. Song smiled helplessly. It seemed that she had no choice but to agree to this matter.
Several grown men from the Song family loaded the truck. In order to keep things quiet, they only moved a small amount of corn at a time, which took a lot longer.
Fortunately, it is only two o'clock in the morning, and there are still three or four hours of operation available.
Duan Dinglan and Zhang Cuizhi whispered a few words, and the latter was a little hesitant.
Duan Dinglan said softly:
"Sister-in-law, it's okay. Just listen to me and cook a pot."
She has said so, if Zhang Cuizhi still refuses to do so, then she would be really ungrateful.
"Okay, Ding Lan, I'll listen to you."
Soon, everyone smelled a rich aroma of corn coming from the kitchen.
The Song family's ox carts and horse carts were also filled with corn.
When they were about to set off, Zhang Cuizhi hurriedly called a few sisters-in-law, and they all worked together to pack up the cooked corn and stuffed it into everyone's pockets.
With such a heat source, everyone felt warm immediately.
"Ding Lan asked me to cook this because she was worried you wouldn't have anything to eat on the road."
Mrs. Song expressed her gratitude:
"Ding Lan is thoughtful. Now that it's cooked, let's not worry about it anymore. Everyone, pack your corn and we're ready to go."
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