Chapter Twenty-Nine: New Year's Money
"Dad has always been thinking about you, and you will always be mentioned here!Yiyi, don't think so......" Saying that, Song Zi'an peeked at Song Zemin's expression, seeing that Dad had not been angry, and breathed a sigh of relief. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Song Yiyi smiled: "Just talking about it is true love? Then how can he not talk about the cadres and soldiers in the regiment who are in difficulty, but must give money! Her daughter will only think that her father does not like her, does not care about her, and does not care about her!"
"I won't say this kind of thing again in the future, just mourning the past time!" Song Yiyi is just grieving for the original owner, and now this is his father!
She shook the money in her hand, "What, Mom and Dad, you have to compensate me! In this way, give me 200 yuan as this year's New Year's money, and if you have more money in the future, you must make up all my New Year's money for the past 12 years!"
After saying that, she took out two hundred yuan directly from a pile of money, and didn't care about the expressions of others at all. Because she didn't look at it, she also knew that her parents would definitely agree, and even thought that even if she was given 200 yuan, she still owed her.
The husband and wife have always pursued the strategy of pampering their daughters under the premise of "understanding etiquette, understanding honesty, and knowing people and hearts"! It's just that Gu Youzhi's ability to recognize people and hearts has not yet been experienced. However, people's hearts are unpredictable! The husband and wife died in a car accident, and they didn't have a good person!
Song Zi'an couldn't look at it: "Yiyi, don't make trouble, return the money quickly! You are a child, what do you want so much money for! Besides, Yiyi, you must not take money so seriously, people must have higher pursuits!"
Song Yiyi raised her eyebrows and looked at Song Zi'an with interest: "Brother, there is no money, what do you want me to eat, drink, what to wear, and pursue it hungry!"
"The decisions and performances made by my father in the past few days after he was injured have made me very worried, he used to give money to people who really need it? We must help those who should be helped, but we must not help those white-eyed wolves or those who take advantage of the opportunity!"
"I am not yet an adult, and as a parent, I have the obligation to support me! In the past, my mother always paid for me, and my father ignored me, and now it is time to change this mistake!"
The more Song Zi'an listened, the more frowning his brows became: "Yiyi, haven't you always been hungry? Look at how good your complexion is, do you know that there are many children who still can't eat!"
"Most of the uncles that Dad helped are good people, you can't be because of Uncle Xiao...... Captain Xiao alone doesn't trust anyone else!"
Song Yiyi touched her white and tender little face with her hand: "Is my complexion good?" Hehe, I used to have a vegetable and leaf color, but you and Dad are dedicated to the public and dedicate all your feelings and blood to the army, how can you notice me, an insignificant child!"
A look of ridicule appeared on her face, and Song Yiyi squinted her eyes slightly at Song Zi'an: "Brother, you are really the good son of the previous father! If this is the case, brother, as your own sister, I advise you, you must not get married and have children in the future, you cannot become a qualified husband and father, so please let go of the woman who may become your wife and her children in the future!"
Song Zi'an didn't know what was going on, he heard the disappointment and indignation in his sister's tone, but he still thought that he was not wrong: "How sacred are soldiers! They defend their families and the country at the cost of their lives! If you don't have them, how can you live so happily?"
Song Yiyi looked at him lightly: "I'm talking about you, not about soldiers! Soldiers have the duty of soldiers, and their duty is to protect their families and defend the country!"
"I'm saying you, if in your heart, there are only these, then if you want to dedicate, you can dedicate, that is your freedom, and it is none of my business at all! However, if you are selfless, you must be selfless and thorough, and don't drag your wife and children to be selfless with you! Isn't this a manifestation of your extreme selfishness! They will be forced by you to exchange their happiness for some kind of success for you!"
Song Zi'an was completely petrified in place, and he was still thinking about what his sister said, although there were some things that made him puzzled, such as the good son of the previous father. But there seems to be some truth in other words......
Song Zemin, who was lying on the kang, spoke out at the right time: "Yiyi, your parents will give you 200 yuan for the New Year's money this year, and it will increase year by year in the future." In addition, Dad will give you pocket money every month, do you think twenty yuan is enough?"
Song Yiyi sat up straight, waved her little hand, and said heroically: "Pocket money is free, parents look at it and give it." If there's anything extra I need to pay for, I'll ask for it!"
Shi Fengzhu looked at Song Zi'an, who was a little stunned, and asked, "Zi'an, you have been following your father in the army, and there is no Yiyi where you spend money, can you give you 100 yuan for this year's New Year's money?"
Song Zi'an's head shook like a rattle: "You don't have to give it to me, there are only three hundred yuan left in the family, and Dad still needs to recuperate......"
Song Zemin knew that his daughter-in-law didn't want to treat the two children differently, but Song Zi'an's long-term concept was probably not acceptable, and this practice of giving children a lot of autonomy was not acceptable. And since he accepted this son, since he wants to become a soldier, he must strictly demand him: "Zi'an is very sensible! Then I will give you 20 yuan this year! When you reach the age of 18, you will not have this treatment!"
Song Zi'an was very happy to be recognized by his father: "I know, I will be eighteen years old the year after tomorrow." He took twenty yuan from Shi Fengzhu's hand and put it in the inner pocket of his padded jacket.
Song Yiyi then poured out the tickets in the other box, sorted out the food stamps, meat stamps, and oil stamps with her hands and feet, and handed them all to her mother: "Why don't you have cloth stamps, industrial stamps, or anything?"
Song Zemin covered his face and slowly took his hand away before explaining: "Cloth tickets, sugar tickets, and industrial tickets have all been given away." My cadres or soldiers go home to visit their relatives and want to bring more things......"
Speaking of this, he looked at his daughter with eyes that you all understand, and then joked: "However, this person is quite reliable! No, the food stamps, meat stamps, and oil stamps that he and his children need are not given to them, hehe......"
"Bang!bang!" knocked on the courtyard door again.
Song Zi'an put on his coat: "I'll take a look." With that, he strode out.
After the courtyard gate opened, Song Zi'an's shout came from the courtyard: "Parents, it's Uncle He who brought us meat and vegetables!"
When Shi Fengzhu heard this, he stood up and went to the courtyard.