The five hundred catties of food in the space must not be taken out, if you want to give credit to the brigade, let alone whether the brigade has it, even if there is, take it out to Jiang Xiaochi, and any villager will have an opinion.

Jiang Xiaochi's face was also a little unsightly, not only for the five hundred catties of grain, but mainly for the fear that Song Lao and his family would regret it again. The days to come will be longer, and the days will definitely get better and better, and the things that turn their faces and turn their faces into lions will definitely be able to be done.

Jiang Xiaochi really couldn't bear to slap Song Lao Er's face, his father didn't love his mother, and he was shocked to live to his part.

Jiang Xiaochi was a little angry, but she didn't want to stumble people now, after all, she was Song Laoer's parents, no matter what happened to Song Laoer in the future, respecting the elders was still taboo.

"500 catties, 200 catties, I can still let my grandmother go to the team on credit."

Two hundred catties is Jiang Xiaochi's limit, and in the eyes of outsiders like Jiang Dawu and his family, it has already given Song Laoshui and his family a lot of face.

Aunt Song's neck is straight, and the oil and salt do not enter: "The second child of our family is a good guy from ten miles and eight villages, but he is not recruited casually by idlers in the family." Two hundred pounds? Don't look in the mirror to see what you look like, can you match my second child? It's to let you light the fire for my second child and take off your shoes, all of which are to lift you! ”

Song Lao Er was anxious: "Mom! ”

No matter how stupid Jiang Xiaochi's character is, he can hear that this is a curse. "Auntie, it was your Song family who came to propose marriage at the beginning, and I reluctantly agreed.

Even now, not to mention five hundred catties, even two hundred catties, don't say that I don't have it now, just for you and your uncle to do these things recently, even if I am reluctant to take them out. ”

Aunt Song: "What's the matter, let you marry the second child and wronged you?" ”

Jiang Xiaochi: "The girl's family affairs have repeatedly been said on the bright side, isn't this clearly bullying me?" ”

Jiang Xiaochi tried not to get angry, looked at Aunt Song with a smile, glanced at Song Lao Shuo out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help thinking: The dog that doesn't bark - bites.

Song Laozhuan noticed Jiang Xiaochi's afterglow, and knocked the cigarette pouch pot impatiently: "Since we can't talk about it, I think it's better to forget about this marriage." ”

Song Lao Bolt was in trouble again, and Song Lao Er's anxious tears swirled in his eyes.

Jiang Xiaochi glanced at Song Lao Er: He is really unproductive, where is his ability on weekdays.

"Uncle, it's all a new society, and it doesn't work for parents to be a faction. is still the same sentence, marriage is now autonomous, and the stick beats the mandarin ducks that are the four olds. I don't have a grain of food, as long as the second child is willing, I will always be my son-in-law. ”

Song Lao Er nodded vigorously: "I'm willing, why don't I want to!" "I love to listen to the gluttonous girl's hard energy.

Jiang Xiaochi regretted saying this a little, so he recruited such a son-in-law who couldn't support the wall back, when will the door of the Jiang family be erected!

Jiang Dawu added on the side: "Brother Song, you can admit the child's matter." It's still the same sentence, it's a new society a long time ago, and it's not going to be the same as before. ”

Song Lao's face was gloomy: "If you don't do it earlier, no one is missing the bride price!" If you don't give anything else, you can't miss the milk money. Just recruit the child out in such a daze, who can't poke my backbone behind my back? ”

If you don't give a grain of food, don't say anything else, Song Lao Er can't raise his head in the village alone. Not to mention that this is in vogue nowadays, even in another fifty, seventy or eighty years, this custom will not be avoidable.

Jiang Xiaochi made a plan in his heart: "Uncle, I still say the same thing, I will give out 200 catties of grain, and I won't be able to get any more." ”

Aunt Song was anxious: "If you don't have food, you will bring the chickens and pigs, four chickens and a pig, the whole village knows about it, who else do you want to hide!" ”

Jiang Xiaochi paused: "Chickens and pigs are both rewarded by the government, and Director Huang specially explained before leaving, even if I dare to send it, do you dare to accept it?" After the notice of conscription, no matter how hard the relatives at home are, don't they have to get by with the big things? ”

didn't say it explicitly, but as soon as the big guy heard it, he knew that Jiang Xiaochi was referring to Boss Song's soldiering.

Aunt Song suddenly became dumb, if she is linked to the boss, it is not good, and the family is still counting on the boss to support the façade.

Aunt Song's anxious eyes rolled: "Then take the house and the land, and in the future, all the eggs laid by the hen will belong to us." ”

Why are you so shameless! If it weren't for Song Laoer's face, Jiang Xiaochi would have the heart to throw out his arm.

Even Jiang Dawu, who was talking about peace on the side, felt that Aunt Song was a little embarrassed, 200 catties of grain was already a lot, and he dared to worry about other people's land and government rewards, but people couldn't do such a thing.

Jiang Xiaochi pursed his lips: "Then your good young man should keep it for himself, don't say that I'm not rare, it's rare that your price is too high, and I can't afford it." ”

Unreasonable, Jiang Xiaochi felt that there was no need to talk about it anymore, so he was about to go out with Mrs. Zhang.

Song Lao Er immediately became anxious: "What are you doing hungry girl, you don't want me!" The one-meter-eight boy almost cried.

Jiang Xiaochi was speechless, she was telling the truth, who can take out 500 catties of grain this year, even if they go to grab it, they have to have a land that can be robbed!

Looking at Song Laoer, he was a little worried: "Haosheng is waiting for me at home, your parents really don't agree, so I robbed you and kept it for me to be Mrs. Zhai." ”

Belch? Brother Song wiped away his tears, and he couldn't wait to let Jiang Xiaochi snatch him away immediately.

Song Lao angrily smashed the cigarette bag and pot three times: "Nonsense!" When will you set up bandits, you will be shameless if you don't have a father or a mother! ”

Jiang Xiaochi deliberately smiled on his face: "Then uncle, aren't you bullying me now that I don't have a father or a mother?" ”

Seeing Jiang Xiaochi's trouble, Song Laozhuan hurriedly shook his head: "How can you speak, the marriage is a big matter, it is your parents who are not there, and we, as elders, have to think about it for you." ”

Jiang Xiaochi: "Don't! I'm going to die, pretend to be an elder in me, don't turn back to you. Your eldest family will be beautiful in the future, and you will have a blessed day. ”

Song Lao Xuan didn't understand for a while, and he mentioned what his boss was doing, wasn't the boss messing with him outside.

"We are discussing the grain, you and the second child are willing to do so, and we can't hurt our feelings because of money." Song Laozhuan finally spat out: "After all, Dalin is still watching from above." ”

Song Lao is shameless, and if he doesn't spit out how much food he wants in the end, no one can guess how much he thinks.

Song Laozhuan hesitated for a long time before finally opening his mouth: "Four hundred catties, give two hundred catties to the relatives first, and then make up the other two hundred catties when to do the wedding wine." ”

The battle line is stretched a little long. After two years, the production will be distributed to the household, not to mention 200 catties, even if you add a few hundred catties, it is nothing. At that time, Song Lao and the two of them may not know how to toss.

Jiang Xiaochi looked at Jiang Dawu: "Uncle, did you say that I gave 200 catties of grain on credit to the village?" ”

Jiang Dawu didn't even fight: "The matter of a white strip, the past!" Said the past! ”

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