The third uncle, at the door of the house---

The man with the ear cover hat saw Song Haiming and Song Zhichao father and son from afar, but he didn't take the initiative to step forward to help push the bicycle or transfer gifts, but smiled and took out a cigarette himself, bit it in his mouth, and said to Song Haiming playfully: "Who should I be, but it turned out to be our big worker Haiming!"

His eldest brother Song Jianguo is the head of the village, and the brothers are both capable people in the village and are also 10,000 yuan households, and this year they have built a new house and bought a motorcycle--- two of the three cars parked at the door.

A long time ago, Song Haiming worked as a worker in the refrigeration factory, and was the envy of many villagers, and the Song brothers were the same, feeling that the workers were very noble, eating the country's imperial grain, and they were even more envious and jealous of Song Haiming.

Now that the peaks are turning around, and his family has money, he looks down on Song Haiming, a small worker who earns a little a month.

In the face of Song Jianjun's ridicule, Song Haiming didn't take it seriously, so he pushed the bicycle forward with a smile and said, "I'm here to pay New Year's greetings to the third uncle." ”

"New Year's greetings, let's put things in." Song Jianjun said in his mouth, then he took out a cigarette and handed it to Song Haiming, "Try these two good cigarettes--- you can't smoke it for 100 yuan a month." ”

Song Haiming hurriedly took it, and when he saw it, it was the King of Furong.

Song Jianjun turned his head and saw Song Zhichao who was following Song Haiming, but he didn't let him smoke, but pointed at Song Zhichao with a cigarette: "This is ......"

"Oh, you don't recognize it, this is my son Song Zhichao. ”

"Oh, I know, it's Ah Chao who went to the south to work!" Song Jianjun made a sudden realization, looked Song Zhichao up and down, wearing a big cotton jacket and old cotton shoes, no matter how he looked, he didn't look like a developed appearance---, his hairstyle was quite handsome, and he looked like he was unhappy to work outside, and he ran back, and immediately had a sense of contempt, pointed at Song Zhichao with a cigarette butt and said:" Xiaochao, since you're back, I'll give your third uncle a New Year's greeting first, and if you don't want to go out in the future, I'll arrange a job for you in the village, and young people must be able to endure hardships!"

Song Zhichao didn't care, he had been up and down in the Shanghai Sea for so long, he had seen everyone, how could he care about an ant who didn't understand the height of the sky.

Song Zhichao smiled: "Thank you." ”

Song Zhichao's indifferent attitude, rather than the attitude of gratitude, made Song Jianjun very dissatisfied, so he was a little displeased, and waved his hand: "Okay, let's go in!" looked too lazy to take care of it, and yelled at the bear children who were crawling around his motorcycle: "Don't climb, this is my newly bought big motorcycle--- I won't let you go home if it scratches it!"

The bear children stuck their tongues out at him, and when Song Jianjun came to drive them away, they scattered in a hurry.

......

I tied up the bicycle, took the gift, and entered the third uncle's house.

As soon as I entered, I realized that the yard was very large, and the snow on the ground had been cleaned, and it was lifted aside and surrounded in the corner, mixed with the red debris of firecrackers.

In the middle of the field, there are seats and benches at the moment, tea bottles, cups, and some tea leaves such as hairy tips on the tea table--- and some younger generations who come early to pay New Year's greetings gather together to drink tea and chat.

Song Haiming came in, and someone greeted him.

Song Haiming responded.

At this time, an older man came out, but it was Song Jianguo, the eldest son of the third uncle.

Unlike his younger brother, although Song Jianguo didn't look down on Song Haiming, a small worker, he didn't show it on the surface, on the contrary, he was very enthusiastic and helped to get gifts, that is, to give up his seat and ask for tea.

When Song Haiming sat down, Song Jianguo greeted him and said that there were too many people today, and everyone rushed to pay New Year's greetings to the ancestors, please forgive me for the poor hospitality, and looked at Song Zhichao again, saying that this is your family Ah Chao, and it has changed so much.

It can be said that Song Jianguo was the first person to recognize Song Zhichao, which shows that he can sit in the position of village chief and have some ability.

Song Jianguo said that he was so led, and other relatives also noticed that Song Zhichao came--- originally Song Zhichao was wearing a big cotton jacket, except for his handsome face, there was nothing unusual, but after all, he went out to work and came back, this time, everyone was curious, curious about how he had been outside in the past few years, whether the outside world was fun or not, and most importantly, whether he had made any money.

"It turned out to be Ah Chao, no wonder I feel familiar! Well, I'm your fourth uncle. ”

"Ah Chao, I'm getting more and more handsome, is it okay to work outside? How much money can I earn a month? I'm the second aunt. ”

"You can just call me Liubo--- I heard that working in the south can make a lot of money, is it true?"

Being surrounded by this group of strange elders asking questions, even if Song Zhichao is very measured and does things in a measured way, he still feels a little difficult.

"It's still okay to work in the south to make money, but it's a salary calculated by the number of pieces, and the more you do, the more you earn. ”

"Generally speaking, it's about 230 yuan a month, of course, there are some fast ones who can earn more than 300. ”

Hearing Song Zhichao say that he could earn so much by working outside, those old guys were all envious.

"I knew this earlier, and let our little five go to the south to work, it's better than being lazy and lazy at home. ”

"It's better to go out to work, it's better than farming at home. ”

"If you earn 300 a month, won't it cost about 4,000 a year?"

Everyone looked at Song Zhichao's eyes a little wrong, a little envious, and felt that this kid was very good.

The children of those relatives around them cast a light of jealousy towards Song Zhichao--- Song Zhichao was good, the more incompetent they became.

Song Haiming saw that everyone was like this to his son, and his heart was happy, and his face was exposed.

Song Jianguo saw Song Haiming's appearance, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, as if he saw Song Haiming as a worker in the past, but he and his younger brother returned to the field to herd sheep and plough the land, as long as others saw his brothers, they would be compared with Song Haiming, and they were ridiculed, saying that they were unproductive, Song Haiming ate the imperial grain, but they could only farm and herd sheep, and there was no hope for a lifetime.

Thinking of this, Song Jianguo smiled slightly, flicked the cigarette he was holding with his hand, flicked off the cigarette ash, and said to Song Zhichao: "Xiaochao, since the south is so good, why are you back again?"

What kind of person is Song Zhichao, as soon as he heard this, he understood what it meant, so he smiled and said: "I came back for the New Year, I haven't seen my family for several years, I miss it a lot--- besides, I have long since stopped doing it in the factory." ”

"Oh, why didn't you do it in the factory?" Song Jianguo asked as if he had seized some opportunity.

Song Zhichao smiled slightly, "I don't think there is much future." ”

As soon as Song Zhichao's words came out, the people around him immediately reacted, "No future, can't you endure hardship?" "Yes, what a good job--- young people, just so ambitious!"

Everyone muttered, almost all of them said that Song Zhichao was not, and the good impression of him just now was gone. In the consciousness of these people, the words that Song Zhichao just said are also blind.

Seeing everyone like this, those who were the same generation as Song Zhichao secretly rejoiced.

Song Haiming was a little anxious, and he couldn't wait to tell the story that he had 100,000 yuan hidden under his bed--- and told everyone loudly that my son is not a working boy, he is now in business, he is a big boss, and he has made a lot of money--- 100,000 yuan, have you seen it?

But in the end, Song Haiming couldn't help but say it, because he still didn't believe that the 100,000 yuan was really earned by his son doing serious business, in case it was made by speculation or doing bad things, wouldn't he sell his son when he said this?

Thinking of this, looking at everyone's ridicule of his son, Song Haiming could only endure it, his old face was flushed, and he couldn't even say a word for his son.

Song Zhichao calmly dealt with everyone's ridicule and counting, and did not explain anything to these people--- what is the use of explaining, and what is the meaning...... We are two types of people who are not on the same channel.

At this moment, You came out of the house, stood and shouted, "Everyone is ready to start, it's time to pay New Year's greetings to the princess!"

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the field.