Chapter 163 My Family Doesn’t Collect Garbage

Sun Liangben was quite prestigious in the village, and Hang Renshan understood what he meant. Seeing this, he knocked heavily on the table:

"They weren't here when my dad passed away, so what are they doing here now?"

The older generation is particularly particular about old traditions. If they don't keep in touch with their family members after their elders pass away, then even if they are close relatives, the relationship will be severed in the future.

At that time, Aunt Hang didn't even attend her own brother's funeral, so it's no wonder that Hang Renshan was upset.

To put it bluntly, there is a generation gap between Aunt Hang and Hang Renshan, not to mention Aunt Hang’s children and grandchildren, who have never met each other!

What is there to say?

They acted like elders. They were not country bumpkins, so who were they looking down on?

The two children’s registered residence is in Beijing and Huicheng respectively. How is their Hangzhou family any worse than hers?

Aunt Hang's hands were shaking, her face was sad: "I came back this year to burn paper for the elders at home..."

Aunt Hang's eldest son, whose surname was Zhang, took over Aunt Hang's words:

"My mother hasn't been back for decades. I didn't expect the family to have such an attitude..."

While speaking, he glanced at Hang Jingshu and Hang Renshan intentionally or unintentionally, and pointed at them and scolded them for being ignorant.

If you are diligent when you have nothing to do, you will know how to visit your relatives when you get old.

Hang Jingshu was very confused: "Since you are here to visit relatives, why are you so upset? Haven't you learned how to speak properly after growing up like this?"

Zhang Qiuhuai was almost choked to death by these words.

His mother usually likes to show off, but this time she has hit a wall.

Not only do they not take you seriously, they also hate you!

What can I do?

Zhang Qiu looked at his mother helplessly. Aunt Hang felt bad and pretended to be uncomfortable and kept crying.

The whole family had come together to find trouble, but before anything happened, their morale was broken.

Aunt Hang's second son was very righteous. He stared at Hang Jingshu with wide eyes:

"Who allowed you to speak to your elders like that, you ignorant little girl!"

Hang Chenggang immediately shouted back when he saw this: "You guys come to my land to cause trouble, why are you still talking about etiquette?"

The people in the village were all trying to suppress their laughter and only came back to burn paper money on the Little New Year.

It's really like burning newspapers in front of a grave - just to fool the devil.

Aunt Hang's lips were about to be bitten through, and her brain was spinning rapidly, trying to deal with this tricky situation as quickly as possible.

Damn it!

A bunch of old-fashioned people!

After living a lifetime, people's vision and knowledge have been formed.

Even though Aunt Hang knows that the current Hang family is different from before, she still always wants to use the old tricks to control people.

Hang Renshan stood up slowly and looked at the young people in Hang Laogu's family:

"If you want to burn paper, go ahead and don't stand there and make eyes at me. I'm treating you today but you won't get any food."

Zhang Xiaohuai pushed up his glasses and said, "Third cousin... we came here today just to have a good chat."

Hang Renshan smiled and waved his hands: "Forget about this."

Zhang Xiaohuai frowned, his eyes full of displeasure: "What do you mean by this?"

Hang Jingshu walked up to Hang Renshan and said, "It means our house is not a garbage station and we don't collect garbage."

Wang Silan also stood next to her husband, and Hang Chenggang also stood in front of his family with an expressionless face, his meaning was very clear: no matter what, there was no point in talking.

Wang Silan was holding a big stick as thick as a child's arm behind her.

Even though Ms. Wang is well-dressed now, you have to know that she comes from a decent rural family.

What are rural women like?

More than a decade of wind and rain has made it impossible to tell the exact age. No matter how delicate the hands were, they have become rough and broad in joints.

In the fields, at home and outside, everything is done by women.

Sharp-tongued, loud-voiced, calculating, and capable, this is everyone's basic impression of rural women.

Not spicy?

Then you just wait for others to bully your land!

If they steal a handful of your land every year, within a few years, your one acre of land will be reduced to eight acres by others!

In the countryside, you can't be too easy on the tongue.

There are always those shameless people who dare to take advantage blatantly.

"Calculating" is also a good word. In order to live a good life at home and outside, who doesn't live with calculations?

Rural people know how much money they have at the end of the year, and every penny must be spent wisely.

No matter what the family conditions are, every housewife has her own set of methods.

Mr. Wang’s previous principle was to speak loudly during an argument and to overwhelm the other party with his momentum.

But now, Mr. Wang, who has experienced the ups and downs in the business world, has understood another truth.

Anyone who comes over on his own initiative must have an agenda.

This is their Hang family's business, and as long as Wang Silan doesn't say anything, there will always be some leeway.

Hang Heyun saw that things were getting worse and worse, so he quickly stepped forward and said, "Village Chief, let's talk alone."

After such a commotion, the dishes were no longer hot, and everyone lost interest and left.

Wang Fuqin took her husband and son out of the house and left the house to the Hang family.

Even though his face was half torn, Hang Heyun still spoke in the same tone:

"It's not easy for you and your wife to do business in the city right now. My two grandsons are in Fengcheng, so I thought of asking them to help you."

Hang Renshan was so angry that he was fuming:

"Have you lost your mind? Listen to what you are saying. You have lost all your dignity at this age, right?"

Aunt Hang's face turned cold: "I'm helping you!

Don't think I don't know that the Hang family's business is now controlled by an outsider, and you will suffer losses sooner or later!"

Such perverse logic would not even fool the idiots in the village.

Hang Jingshu was so angry that he laughed: "Aunt, what's your last name? What's your grandson's last name?"

No matter what happens in their family, all the children have the surname Hang. Is there a need for an old lady who got married early to be talking nonsense here?

Outside the door, Sun Liang picked up a cigarette and took a puff.

Chen Yue'e's eyes rolled back and forth. The Hang family came back today, and it was she who went to the village chief's house to call Aunt Hang to inform them.

Now that they were talking in the house, Chen Yue'e began to think about it.

The Hang family's business is getting bigger and bigger, and not only him, but everyone is itching to do so.

If Hang Renshan really agreed to help Aunt Hang, then she would have to drink the soup too.

When the time comes, I will push my son over there. This...

It is said that the closer you are to the water, the better. If my son works hard in the Hang family, why should he worry about not being able to marry a young lady from the Hang family?

If she were to say, Wang Fuqin is just a fool.

Seeing that others have become rich, he arranges other marriages for his son instead. Isn't this pure stupidity?

Sun Liangben squinted his eyes as he finished smoking his pipe and picked up the shoulder pole beside him. "Old Lu, tell me the truth, was it you who called Hang Heyun to tip him off?"