Song Chengli lowered his head in shame.

The big house and the second room have all been erected, each with its own industry, only their third room has made slow progress, dragging down the family.

"Dad, I'm ......," Song Chengli said.

Old Man Song raised his hand and interrupted Song Chengli's words, "Third child, your three rooms are not bad!" ”

"Chickens, ducks and pigs, raising too much, is also a good livelihood."

"Good job! You can't go wrong! Old Man Song comforted.

Song Qingyuan thought to himself, raising chickens, ducks and pigs is not bad, it is a down-to-earth way, suitable for three rooms, but it is a little slower to make money.

It takes a year for a pig to be caught and sold, and it takes four months for a chicken and duck to be raised to be generally large.

If you calculate it this way, you won't make much money in a year.

Unless the quantity is increased.

This idea coincides with Old Man Song.

Old man Song said, "The big house, the second room has been erected, there is no need to worry about it at home, and the third room has also found its own way, but the development is a little slower......"

"That's what I think, our Song family, the next task is to vigorously support the three-room ......"

"What do you think?"

Old Man Song's gaze swept towards everyone in the Song family, especially Song Qingyuan.

Song Qingyuan nodded, "Master, don't worry, we are a family, even if you don't say it, we will support each other." ”

Listening to Song Qingyuan's promise, Old Man Song smiled.

Song Qingyuan collects chickens, ducks, and even pigs.

As long as the three rooms are well maintained, there is no need to worry about sales, but the quantity is ......

"Boss, second ......" Old Man Song looked at his two sons, "Last year, the family dug a lotus pond and a fish pond, and there were three acres of land left, and I plan to give three rooms." ”

"Let the three rooms be used to build a duck coop, and if the chickens are raised, they will be raised in our orchard."

"Do you agree?" Old Man Song asked.

Song Chengzhong and Song Chengyi glanced at each other, "Okay, give it to the third child!" ”

They all have money, and they are not short of these three acres of wasteland.

"Daddy...... How can I ask for my family's land! Song Chengli stood up and waved his hand again and again, "Dad, I can't ask for things at home, I ......"

Song Chengli felt that he was embarrassed, and he was trying to build a family in the second room, but he took advantage of the family, which made him feel very unhappy.

If you take this land again......

"Third child, listen to me first!" Old Man Song motioned for Song Chengli to sit down, "Home? What is Home? Home is your roots! ”

"Home is a hand that helps you when you need it, and it is your most solid backing!"

"It's your backer!"

"The third child!" Old Man Song said earnestly, "Your three rooms are not bad, and the way you three rooms found by yourself is not bad!" ”

"You're missing a little bit now."

"As long as the family gives you a boost, you can stand up with such a gentle push, do you want me and your mother to watch you climb slowly?"

"If you stand up as soon as possible, we can also rest assured." Old Man Song breathed a sigh of relief.

Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, Song Chengli is filial, as long as he says so, Song Chengli will agree.

Really.

Song Chengli's eyes turned red and choked, "Thank you, Daddy, thank you, eldest brother and second brother!" ”

Ye Shi also wiped his tears beside him.

Home, so nice!

Song Qingmo shook Ye's hand, "Wait for our family to get up, and then be filial to grandma." ”

"Yes!" Ye nodded fiercely, "Rong'er, Mo'er, you must remember in the future that the first filial piety is your grandmother." ”

"Do you know?" Ye's expression was stern, and he whispered, "Especially you, Mo'er, I am not allowed to work hard with you in the future." ”

Song Qingmo stuck out her tongue, "Got it!" ”

Old Man Song continued, "Three acres of land are given to you, you can plan well, if there is something you don't understand, you can ask Yuan'er, and discuss it with Yuan'er more......

Old Man Song looked at Song Qingyuan with hope in his eyes.

His purpose is very clear, that is, he hopes that Song Qingyuan will pull a three-room room, as long as Song Qingyuan is willing, the three-room room will be a year, and he will be able to live a good life.

Song Qingyuan patted his chest and gave Old Man Song a reassuring look.

Even if the old man doesn't say it, she will help.

"That's it! After the big things are over, let's talk about the small things......" Old Man Song's expression was relaxed and comfortable, "Our family made a lot of ...... last year"

"Your milk earns more......" Old Man Song took the opportunity to snort.

"After some discussion, we decided to give you a few children, 500 yuan per person as New Year's money." Old Man Song smiled, "I know that each of you is richer than the other, and no one is inferior to these five hundred Wen." ”

"But this is my heart and your grandmother's heart, and no one is allowed to refuse." Old Man Song deliberately straightened his face.

"That's a good idea!" Song Qingyuan responded first, and said with a smile, "Thank you, master!" Thank you milk! ”

"Thank you!" "Thank you, milk!"

The others shouted along.

Song Qingyuan turned his head and said coquettishly to the old couple, "Grandpa, grandma, our family's conditions are good, is it okay to give New Year's money every year in the future?" ”

"Good! Good! Good! Old Man Song laughed loudly, "I will give you New Year's money every year in the future!" ”

The granddaughter gave face like this, and the old man was naturally happy.

With a wave of his hand, "Next year, let's double it!" ”

Hearing this, Zhou's slashed and said angrily, "Dare to love you!" ”

Old Man Song sneered, "Our family is your master, of course you are in charge." ”

That's pretty much it!

Zhou sat up straight and waved his hand, "Next year's New Year's money will be doubled." ”

"Wow!"

Shiro immediately cheered, and the fat flesh on his face trembled, "Thank you, grandma!" ”

............

Following.

The second day of the Lunar New Year.

Song Qinglian returned to the door in the first year after getting married.

The Sun family and the Li family all postponed the day of returning to their parents' home.

Early in the morning, Zhou took a few daughters-in-law to clean the house inside and out.

Waiting for the arrival of the granddaughter, the grandson-in-law.

"The third daughter-in-law ......," Zhou shouted, "Hurry up and take out the fish, chickens, ducks, pork, frozen tofu and frozen pears in the tank." ”

"Take out those two ribs and fan them again......"

"Eldest daughter-in-law, take out two sauerkraut ......"

"The second daughter-in-law ......"

Zhou instructed several daughters-in-law to be busy.

Song Qingrong and Song Qingmo also helped Ye move things from the tank.

"Mother, take a few ducks?" Before he finished speaking, Ye's gaze froze, "This, this duck ......"

Song Qingmo turned her head, "Mother, what's wrong?" ”

"Mo'er, is Yuan'er taking the duck here?" Yip asked.

"Didn't you?" Song Qingmo is not very sure.

"Then go and ask!" Ye urged.

"Mother, what's wrong?" Song Qingmo asked.

"This ......" Ye pointed to the tank, "Why is this duck back......"

"What do you mean?" Song Qingmo was confused.

Ye explained, "Didn't there be two ducks missing before? It's a lot of ......."

"Huh? Can't it......" Song Qingmo scratched her head, "This is strange, maybe it was put by Yuan'er, I'll ask ......"

"I didn't put it!"