Wang Ping'an tried his best to finally ask the reason for Tiantian's crying, her mother and grandmother quarreled, and her mother went back to her parents' house in a fit of anger, and her grandparents were even more desperate, so they locked the door directly and went to the field to do farm work.

The specific details, Tian Tian can't describe clearly, it is estimated that her mother wants to take her with her, but her grandparents don't let her, she doesn't eat at noon, she can't go back home, and she doesn't know where her grandparents are, so she can only cry alone at the door of the house.

Wang Ping'an served the family, especially the old couple of the black lady, and even ignored the only biological granddaughter, if the child fell into the ditch and drowned, it would be too late to regret it.

Even if there are many singles in the village who can't say that their daughters-in-law are single, the idea of preference for sons over daughters is still serious, and Tian Tian has not been treated by their old couple since she was born, and she is still like this.

However, this confused old couple doesn't want to think about it, their son is missing, their granddaughter is their only inheritance, and the widowed daughter-in-law is filial to the family, what else is there to make a fuss?

Wang Ping'an took the pig's head meat and fat intestines to Tian Tian to eat, obviously very hungry, but Tian Tian picked and choose, saying that the pig's head meat was too salty, saying that the fat intestines were too smelly, and would rather follow him to the backyard to pick cucumbers and tomatoes to eat, rather than eat braised meat and fat intestines.

"Uh, it's not to her taste?" Wang Ping'an was puzzled, he tasted it just now, except for a little salty, it was actually not bad.

Woohoo, woohoo.

The big yellow dog sparrow came back, smelled Wang Ping'an's scent, and rushed directly to the vegetable garden in the backyard, shaking his head and tail.

Wang Ping'an was startled when he saw the miserable appearance of the big yellow dog, there were several wounds on his body, which were still bleeding, and he didn't know what kind of battle he encountered, and the injuries were not light.

However, looking at its arrogant appearance, it must have won the battle, so it was displayed in front of Wang Ping'an.

"What's wrong with you? Have you fought with a wild boar, or have you fought with a rival in love? It's a pity to have a good fur and leave a scar. ”

Woohoo, woohoo!

The big yellow dog barked a few times unhappily, thinking that Wang Ping'an couldn't speak, what was he doing with the dog's fur, and he still wanted to make a dog fur coat?

Wang Ping'an didn't know how to treat the wound, and when he saw that it was pitiful, he took some leftovers from the kitchen and added a few pieces of pig's head meat, and the big yellow dog immediately ate it happily.

"The sparrow is so pitiful, it must be very painful to bleed so much. Tian Tian held a large tomato and squatted on the side, with great compassion, watching the big yellow dog eat.

"What then?" asked Wang Ping'an.

"If it doesn't bite me, I'll blow it for it, and my mother said, it won't hurt if you blow it. Tian Tian said solemnly.

"It's a stupid dog that likes to bite, so don't blow it. ”

"Sparrows aren't stupid, you're stupid...... Oops, you gave me food, I won't call you stupid today. ”

"......" Wang Ping'an was despised by Xiao Lori again.

At this time, Wang Degui came back on a bicycle and was overjoyed to see that Wang Ping'an was already at home, and the watermelon on the three-wheeled motorcycle was gone.

"Erbao, why did you come back so early? The watermelons were sold out, and there were no accidents?" Wang Degui put away his bicycle and took out a red convenience bag from the basket, which contained something and exuded the fragrance of barbecue.

"Sold out, everything went well. Wang Ping'an replied.

"No, I've heard people say that this year's melons and fruits are harvested, the price is low, and the goods are difficult to sell, the first time you go into the city to sell watermelons, it can't be so smooth, right?" Wang Degui obviously didn't believe it.

"If you don't believe it, come with me to the city tomorrow morning to have a look, won't you know?" Wang Ping'an felt that his father didn't believe him, if it was his mother, not only did he believe it, but a bunch of words of praise would have flown out a long time ago.

"What about the money? Show me the money from selling watermelons, and I'll believe it. "It's not that Wang Degui doesn't believe in his son, but this stupid son usually doesn't cause trouble, so he burns high incense, how can he really expect him to help the family sell watermelons?

The large stack of banknotes sold is still in Wang Ping'an's waist bag, almost all of them are brand new 100 yuan bills, with very little change, untie the belt of the waist bag, throw it casually, and throw it to Wang Degui.

Wang Degui opened it and was stunned, inside was a neat stack of large pink bills, and a very small number of green bills, also neat, as if they had just been taken out of the bank.

"Erbao, don't bully your father for not selling watermelons, where did you get this stack of big bills? You went to rob the bank?" Wang Degui's hands trembled a little, feeling that he had guessed the truth of the matter.

"Heh, more than 6,000 yuan, just robbed a bank? Which bank is so poor?" Wang Ping'an felt that this father was too unreliable, why did he think so well?

"Then you robbed the grocery aunt who just got the money? Dad told you, if the situation is serious, your mental illness certificate can't save you......"

Is there still a way for "......" to communicate? What about the basic trust between people, and what about harmonious and healthy socialist values?

Just when things were getting a little out of control, her mother Su Wenting finally came back and felt that the atmosphere in the yard was not right.

Wang Degui took his son's waist bag selling watermelons, trembling slightly, the cooked food bag had fallen to the ground, and his son Wang Ping'an was in a calm daze, not knowing what he was thinking, Tian Tian squatted next to the big yellow dog who was eating leftovers, and secretly blew on it......

"What's the matter? Master, why did you come back so early today? My son didn't sell watermelons with the wrong money? Was he stolen, cheated, robbed?" Su Wenting made her voice as gentle as possible, for fear of touching an unpredictable flashpoint.

"Wife, you're finally back, come and see! There are at least five or six thousand yuan in this wallet, and my son said, "This is the money he used to sell watermelons today?" Do you say I'm stupid, or are he stupid? Who are you fooling? Am I such a good deceitful person?"

Wang Degui was overly worried, already a little irritable and annoyed, and finally found a smart person to talk to, and he wanted to give up his judgment.

"Ah, five or six thousand, so much? Don't worry, let me ask my son. Su Wenting was also stunned when she took the money, but she was a person who had seen strong winds and waves, and she was not panicked.

So she was patient and asked gently: "Erbao, you pull that cart of watermelons, at most five or six hundred catties, how many pounds of your watermelons are sold?"

"There are more than 600 catties, and if you sell it for ten yuan a catty, there should be more than 6,000 yuan in your wallet, is there anything wrong?"

"Ten dollars a pound for sale? According to the arithmetic problem, this is correct. But watermelons are not lychees or mangoes, how can they be sold for ten yuan a catty?"

"I don't know! If you don't believe me, let my father sell watermelons tomorrow?" Wang Ping'an wished he wanted to find someone to sell watermelons for him.

"Wait, I'll give Laiwang a call. Su Wenting said, dialed Laiwang's phone, asked a few words carefully, and then hung up the phone with a blank face.

"What's wrong? What did you say about Lai Wang?" Wang Degui was uneasy, always feeling that something was wrong, and he seemed to be unlucky again.