Lin Feng sat at home, in front of the newly bought computer, built a spreadsheet, and entered the recent accounts little by little.

It can be seen from the data that the income of the lobster house is declining, and the crayfish sent by the farm are getting smaller and older day by day.

However, Lao Tang has not come back yet, and it is said that there are some things to deal with in his hometown, so the transformation will have to wait for a few days.

The spread of the Hair Spirit in the circle is not widespread, and only 15 copies have been sold during this time.

This is expected, people who are not expected to be able to see the top are not everywhere, and the price of 50,000 yuan still discourages most people.

Up to now, Lin Feng's cash balance is 4795080, and he is only one step away from 5 million.

A loser is like water washing sand, and becoming a family is like a swallow pecking at the mud.

In the past half a month, except for the advance payment of 500,000 yuan for the construction of villas, everything else is small and small, so this asset has slowly accumulated.

But that wasn't enough, there was a slight change in his plans.

Hongyun tea trees are not suitable for transplanting in low temperatures, so he has to expand the tea garden before late autumn, otherwise he will have to wait until next spring.

This matter has been entrusted to Wang Guoliang to start to deal with, gather all the idle people in the village, weed, move stones, pull the fence, and make preliminary preparations in the mountains behind Linjia Village.

Everything is almost ready.

At the same time, in a courtyard in the majestic giant city of northern China, an old man with white hair and vicissitudes of life, with a dignified face, was leisurely boiling tea, and under the eaves hung a dexterous starling, peeling melon seeds with a skillful tongue.

For Mr. Zhang, who likes to drink tea, nothing makes him feel happier than a pot of tea after a nap.

A black sedan stopped outside the gate, Zhang Siya walked into the courtyard, and when she entered the door, she smelled the familiar fragrance of the osmanthus tree, which was more than 100 years old.

"Dad!"

"Well, I'm back. ”

Zhang Siya took the purple sand teapot from him, looked at it, and put it down.

Old Man Zhang picked it up again with a little dissatisfaction, put it in his hand and rubbed it: "In the past, your mother always said that I was a loser, and half of the money I earned in a month was used to drink this stuff that was not satisfying." Later, your mother left, you took the teapot, and then you got married, that is, the girl, and now she is far away. ”

Zhang Siya smiled, knowing that this was her father complaining.

But then again, he was the only one in such a large yard, and he was driven back to rest after the nanny finished her work.

Lonely as tea, it's normal to complain when I see my daughter come back.

"Dad, don't be in a hurry to drink tea, tomorrow is your birthday, I brought you some gifts. ”

"Hmph, I'm not unfamiliar with your stuff. ”

Zhang Siya knew that he was hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, and took out a delicate turquoise snuff box from his bag.

Old Man Zhang just looked at it: "It's like this every year, and the family can't put it down, are you going to take it to the bottom of my coffin in the future?"

"Dad—don't talk about these bad luck. ”

Zhang Siya took out a small cardboard box again, a very casual kind, with no packaging.

"This is for you. ”

"The little girl has been taught badly by you and learned these clichés. ”

But after all, he took it anyway and put it in his hand.

The sound of footsteps outside the door came again, and the old man's face, which had been slightly softened, began to tense again.

Soon a family of three came over.

The man is in his fifties, his face is full of red light, his body is fat, he is still wearing a black Mao suit in such a hot weather, the neckline is tightly buttoned, and he has a pair of old Beijing cloth shoes on his feet, and he walks without a sound.

The woman looks the same size as Zhang Siya, with a little powder, wearing a blue cheongsam on a white background, with spring in her eyebrows and a graceful figure, like a freshly polished blue and white porcelain vase.

The last one was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, a white and tender little fat man, who was pampered at first glance. He was holding a large wooden box, his head bowed so hard that he couldn't see any expression.

This is Zhang Siya's brother, Zhang Siguo's family, his wife Wen Yunxiu, and his son Zhang Yubin.

"Dad, I'm here to celebrate your birthday. ”

Zhang Si has a high position and power, and it is rare to be able to spare this time.

However, Old Man Zhang didn't seem to appreciate much, just glanced at him lightly, and then pointed to the chair next to him.

The Zhang family's family education is extremely strict, Zhang Siguo is seated, but his wife and children only dare to stand behind him, and they don't dare to come out.

"Yubin, bring up the gift for grandpa. ”

Zhang Yubin held the heavy wooden box, honestly placed it on the tea table, and opened it, an incense burner wrapped in gold and jade.

"Grandpa, this is the Hetian jade three-legged lion head furnace, the real product from the Xuande period, I asked a friend to bring it back from southern Yunnan. The little fat man said.

"Let it go. ”

The old man looked at it twice more and felt that it was in line with his heart.

When people reach the age of seventy or eighty, they like these teapots and incense burners.

He has a teapot in his old man, and the purple clay pot has been used for a lifetime, and no matter how good the others are, they can't get into his eyes.

So Zhang Siguo helped his son come up with an idea and bought this incense burner so that he could please his grandfather.

"Go back and get a little pendant and go back to playing. ”

"Thank you, grandpa!"

Zhang Siguo said: "Dad, the birthday banquet in the evening is in Fangdezhai. ”

"Don't go. ”

Old Man Zhang's face sank, and Zhang Siguo could only sigh helplessly.

"I'm at home, and those who want to worship their birthdays should also let them not come, which day of the year can make me clean?"

In the end, the old man picked up the purple sand teapot and rubbed it.

The water temperature has cooled, but the tea has not yet been brewed.

Zhang Siya understood his thoughts, but she didn't make him tea like before because she heard Zhang Yuyan say that the gift she prepared for her grandfather this time was tea.

She thought about letting the old man open it and drink it on the spot, which could be regarded as living up to Zhang Yuyan's trust to her.

As a result, before I had time just now, the eldest brother's family came.

Compared with the incense burner worth more than one million, the carton sent by Zhang Yuyan is as inconspicuous as a box of toilet paper.

She naturally didn't want the things sent by Zhang Yuyan to fall under her brother Zhang Yubin, so it was not good to mention it again at this time, just hoping that the old man would find the eldest brother to come into the house to talk, so she would find an opportunity to take the carton away.

Who knew that she was thinking like this just now, Wen Yunxiu, who had been standing behind Zhang Siguo without making a sound, saw everything in her eyes, so she glanced at her son and snorted at the carton.

Zhang Yubin immediately understood, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, but he pretended to be very curious on the surface: "Grandpa, is this carton empty, do you want me to throw it away for you?"

"Hold, that's what your sister gave me. ”

"Didn't she go to Rongcheng? Won't she come back to pay your birthday to you?" Zhang Yubin didn't open any pot.

The old man deliberately favored Zhang Yuyan, and frowned slightly, revealing a trace of displeasure.

Who knows whether this Zhang Yubin is really stupid or pretending not to see it, and then said: "Grandpa, on your birthday, she gave such a thing, you really hurt her in vain." ”

Old man Zhang suddenly became angry, how Zhang Yuyan was disgusted and squeezed by their mother and son at home, of course he knew it in his heart as a grandfather.

But the girl never complained in front of him, never complained, and endured it all the time.

Now that everyone has avoided thousands of miles away, this girl is still so unforgiving.

"Open. He said to Zhang Siya.

Zhang Siya didn't dare to disobey and carefully opened the carton.

I saw a small plastic bag inside, containing six dry tree tips, and the leaves were of any color, at first glance, it seemed to be colorful, but it was dried and not very brilliant.

Zhang Yubin looked at it and snorted softly from his nostrils: "What is this? Just a few leaves, do you need such a big box to hold it?"