Wu Dapeng was so angry that he almost didn't slap the table, and said angrily: "Just a little money? Do you know what the factory is like now? Business is getting worse and worse year by year, and if it continues like this for three years at most, the factory can be closed." ”

His red brick factory has been open for more than 20 years now, and it stands to reason that the longer it has been done, the better the business, after all, it has a reputation.

It's just that with the change of the times, some builders began to use other bricks instead of red bricks, and the state believes that red bricks are not environmentally friendly, so the policy on this aspect has also changed.

Without the support of the government, coupled with the smaller market demand, it is naturally more and more difficult to do business in the factory.

In previous years, it was easy to earn a million yuan a year, but this year's net profit is only more than 500,000 yuan.

Faced with such a dilemma, Wu Dapeng plans to replace all the factory equipment and start the transformation, but this requires a large amount of capital, and their own liquidity is far from enough.

It is a good choice to take out a loan with a bank, but they may not be able to borrow so much money.

So this time he invited his daughter's family home, just to see if he could borrow hundreds of thousands of millions here, after all, he had seen the photos of his daughter's new house on his mobile phone, and that villa was much better than his own villa.

With such conditions, it's nothing to get a few hundred thousand to help the family, right?

However, in the morning, he talked to his daughter and son-in-law about the matter, but he could not get a satisfactory answer, and his heart suddenly caught fire.

"I can't manage these things as a woman, anyway, you can't force people to borrow them, so I will ask you if you want to eat, and forget if you don't go. Li Guixiang was also upset for a while, and asked directly.

"I don't eat it. ”

"That's up to you. Li Guixiang turned around directly and left the bedroom, then walked out with a smile on his face and beckoned everyone to start eating.

Maybe it was because Wu Dapeng didn't come out to eat, everyone was quite silent when they ate, and no one laughed loudly or anything like that.

After the meal was finished, several women began to clean up, and Song Baojun followed his father Song Shixian back to the bedroom where they were resting.

After entering, Song Baojun closed the door with his backhand, smiled and took out a pack of cigarettes and handed one to his father, squeezing his eyebrows while helping his father hand the cigarette.

Song Shixian lit the cigarette and slapped Song Baojun on the back, and said angrily: "You kid looks very happy?"

"No, no, I'm not happy at all, I just want to ask what happened, so that I can share your worries. Song Baojun quibbled with a cheeky face.

"Cut. Song Shixian sneered, he still didn't know his son's character, and then sat on the edge of the bed and began to lower his head and smoke.

Seeing that his father didn't take the initiative to speak, Song Baojun hurriedly leaned over and sat next to Song Shixian, and asked with a smile: "Dad, what happened? You and your grandfather fought?"

As soon as I got home, my father's face was not good-looking, and my grandfather refused to come out to eat, so it must be what happened between them.

As for saying that they fought, it was a joke made by Song Baojun, he knew that his father was a traditional thinker, so he respected his elders more, and he would definitely not be able to do such a rebellious thing as beating his father-in-law.

Song Shixian sighed and said a little depressedly: "Your grandfather came to me and your mother today, saying that their factory has been in a recession in the past few years and wants to transform to buy new equipment, and he wants me and your mother to help." ”

"And then you refused?" asked Song Baojun with a smile.

"Otherwise, now the salary has risen in a month, but the family eats with five mouths, you will have to buy a house and so on when you get married in a few years, and your two younger sisters will also go to college in a few years, isn't this all money? Where did I get so much spare money to borrow him? Song Shixian's face became a little gloomy.

He knew that this time his father-in-law suddenly showed mercy and asked himself and his wife to come back for the New Year, it must be a weasel to greet the chicken, and he didn't have a good heart.

Song Baojun pursed his lips and said curiously: "Helping this kind of thing, it is love to help, and not helping is the original intention, because this kind of thing is really funny to be angry with you, but how can his old man think that our family is rich?"

"Your mother will still have a little contact with here, after the house was restarted, she took a special photo and sent it over, I guess your grandfather saw it and thought that our family had become rich overnight, and he was a little resentful when he didn't borrow money." Song Shixian sighed again, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, don't mention this, let's go home after the New Year." ”

"Will you come here for the New Year in the future?"

"Come if you want, your grandfather and they can do it if they want, anyway, I'm not coming. ”

"Then forget it, I don't want to come. Song Baojun shrugged his shoulders, then yawned and got up and went back to his room to rest.

There are two years in China, which are divided into big years and small years, and the big year must be celebrated before the big year.

The custom of celebrating the New Year is different in each place, some places are used to celebrating the New Year at the 23rd year, and some places are used to celebrating the New Year at the 24th year.

Early in the morning, Wu Dapeng's family and Song Baojun's family did not toss at home, but got into a few cars and left the villa and drove back to their hometown.

Their hometown is a village in Xianhe City, named Wujia Village, the people in the village are surnamed Wu, the Wu family was a big family, after taking root here, it has been passed down for more than ten generations, and it has evolved into today's Wujia Village.

Because there are more or less blood relations, the people of Wujia Village have always been quite grouped, and the few villages next door dare not easily provoke the people of Wujia Village.

At the time of reform and opening up a few decades ago, many people went to the sea to do business.

At that time, there was also a big boss in Wujia Village who could do business, and the big boss took good care of the people in Wujia Village and brought some people from Wujia Village out to do business.

Wu Dapeng was one of them at the time, followed the big boss to go out to do business and save some money and then returned to Xianhe City to open a red brick factory, and later made a fortune and moved to the city to live.

Every year, the people of Wujia Village will come back to worship their ancestors together, gather together to eat together, compare achievements and the like, or gather contacts to cooperate in business.

When the car drove to the old house, a group of people got out of the car one after another, and the old house may be full of dust because no one has lived in it for too long.

Seeing the old mansion, Wu Guifang looked nostalgic, she grew up here when she was a child, and the last time she came here was more than ten years ago.

Song Baojun's two uncles also sighed beside him, and Wu Dapeng took out the key to open the door, and then looked at the dusty house and sighed: "I think I will move back in two years, and it doesn't seem like the old house is uninhabited." ”

"Then we have to renovate the house, the house is also dirty to death, Mom, you and your sister will clean it up, right?" Wu Jingzhong shouted with his nose covered, obviously unable to stand the thick layer of dust in the house.

Li Guixiangle smiled and nodded, and then pulled Wu Guifang and Song Baojun's two aunts to get cleaning tools and start cleaning up.

After they cleaned up, everyone went to the sofa in the living room and sat down, Wu Feilong sat next to his grandfather, and asked with a smile: "Grandpa, the family ancestral hall has been renovated again today, right? ”

"That's natural, the ancestors' spirit cards are in it, the ancestral hall is a good feng shui established by this thing, our descendants offer incense, the ancestors will bless our Wu family more, and when you will worship, you are all sincere, and the ancestors will bless you a lot." Wu Dapeng was a little proud on his face, and said loudly.

"Yes, yes, without the ancestors of the Wu family, how can there be us people. Wu Feilong nodded, then looked at Song Baojun next to him and said with a smile: "Cousin, you haven't been here for many years, right? ”

Song Baojun raised his eyebrows, and before he could speak, Wu Ruoyu next to him had already rushed to say: "Big brother, have you forgotten the rules of our Wu family? The ancestral hall of the Wu family does not allow people with foreign surnames to enter, otherwise according to the rules of the village, you will have to break your leg. ”

Wu Feilong immediately showed a look of sudden realization, patted his forehead and said with a wry smile: "Yes, I forgot about this stubble, although my cousin and we are said to be related by blood, we still have different surnames, but it doesn't matter, I believe that our Wu family ancestors will still bless you." ”

"It doesn't matter, I don't care about this, it's better to ask for others than for yourself, and it's better to be down-to-earth than anything else. Song Baojun smiled indifferently, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he didn't bother to pay attention to the singing and harmony of the two.

Ask for the blessing of the ancestors? Go and burn a few incense sticks, and then kneel and bow a few times, and then you can lie at home and wait for the ancestors to bless and make a fortune?

If there really is such a good thing, then what kind of work will everyone go to? Wouldn't it be okay to lie at home and worship our ancestors?

"Hehe, it's better for you to say this kind of thing at home, don't go out and let others hear it, so as not to be beaten. Wu Xiangxiang was very dissatisfied with Song Baojun's words, and snorted coldly.

Song Baojun glanced at Wu Xiangxiang, and he was not even interested in talking to this woman.

His indifferent attitude made the three juniors of the Wu family feel extremely uncomfortable, and they could feel that Song Baojun simply ignored them and did not regard them as opponents.

This kind of alternative humiliation made them a little crazy, but they didn't know how to fight back, and they also learned from Song Baojun to ignore him?

But taking the initiative to find fault, this guy doesn't pay attention to it, and occasionally people into the bones with a sentence or two, which makes them really depressed.

However, the reason why they find fault is, in the final analysis, to let Song Baojun, an outsider, know that he is not from the Wu family, so they should not make up their minds about the Wu family's property, and they don't have his share.

But what they didn't know was that Song Baojun really didn't have any idea about the Wu family's property, he had eight figures on his card, and he didn't want to ask for too many people in Xingang who wanted to send him money.

Would a dragon run away from a caterpillar for food?

A group of people sat in the house for a while, and then Wu Dapeng walked out with his two sons and two grandsons and granddaughter, and went to gather at the ancestral hall.

They have to pick an auspicious time to worship their ancestors, today's auspicious time is noon, all the people surnamed Wu have to gather in front of the ancestral hall in advance, and as soon as the auspicious time arrives, everyone will start to worship their ancestors.

Song Baojun and other people with foreign surnames are naturally not allowed to go, and Wu Guifang belongs to the daughter who has already married, and according to the family rules handed down by the Wu family, they are not allowed to enter the ancestral hall.