I saw that around the corner, a large back basket showed a corner first.

Then I looked at it and saw that it was Su Siwei.

He had a cigarette in his mouth, and even though his son was almost twenty years old, he still had a sense of bohemianism.

According to Su Qingfeng's inner belly, he is an old vegetable gang, and he is still pretending to be a chic character.

Daddy, let's keep the point.

Looking at his back basket, Su Qingfeng couldn't help but start worrying again.

He walked over, took advantage of Su Siwei's lack of reaction, and stepped up and saw a frame full of eggs, as well as wild duck eggs that I didn't know from which reed.

Su Qingfeng touched his head, helpless.

"Dad, your son is rich now, and the family is slowly rising, or you should wash your hands in the old golden basin. When I see you like this, my heart is ......"

As he spoke, he lowered his voice slightly, "If this is caught, it will be a big deal. ”

Su Siwei glanced at him angrily, "Rich?" You now have a month's salary of forty a day, and you have to prepare to marry a daughter-in-law and have a baby in the future, and it is not enough to chew it yourself, let alone fill the old Su family, and even fill me and your mother is not enough. ”

That's pure.

In this era, forty a month is already a very good treatment, and it is definitely not as outrageous as Su Siwei said.

But Su Qingfeng knew that he was a knife-mouthed tofu heart, and he reminded him to learn to save for private space in the future.

Sure enough, the next moment Su Siwei began to babble again:

"You make money, you make money, I make money, I make money. Don't tell me you'll support your mother. Can this son raise his mother and a man's daughter-in-law? Besides, I'm just a son like you......"

Su Qingfeng's eyes lit up slightly, thinking that he was going to say something heartwarming.

As a result, in the next second, Su Siwei said coldly: "I'm just a son like you, if you don't like me in the future and don't give me a pension, I won't make money myself, so where can I cry?" The backers will fall, and everyone will run, you say, son? ”

Su Qingfeng tugged at the corners of his lips.

This father's thinking was too advanced, and he was shocked.

He clasped his hands and nodded his head into the courtyard, "Come on, you have a reason." Let's go inside. By the way, you like to support yourself, so I won't help you move things. ”

Su Siwei, whose shoulders hurt from being weighed down by the heavy back basket, immediately swallowed the words of asking for help back into his stomach.

It's just that he couldn't help but smile when he looked at Su Qingfeng helping him open the door.

A hard-mouthed and soft-hearted boy.

When the two of them came in, they were cautious, after all, what Su Siwei did was really unsightly.

It is estimated that in the family, except for Bai Jing, the old lady and the old man know a little, and as for the others, they are all hidden.

After putting away a basket of eggs, Su Siwei made a basin of water and began to scrub his body.

When Su Qingfeng was cooking before, he just happened to be sweating, and the young man was very angry, relying on his strong physique, he directly poured a basin of water thoroughly.

At this moment, Bai Jingzhuan pulled the cloth shoes, walked into the courtyard, saw the wet appearance of the two fathers and sons, frowned, returned to the room, deliberately took a piece of cotton cloth sewn from leftovers, and carefully wiped Su Qingfeng's hair.

Her tone was slightly disgusted: "How old a person is, he still doesn't care about his body." Your hair is wet, and when you sleep on your pillow, the moisture will enter your head, and you will be uncomfortable when you wake up tomorrow morning. ”

Su Siwei touched his wet hair, unbalanced.

His hair is wet, too!

He looked at his daughter-in-law and then at Su Qingfeng.

Yes, I can't afford to offend.

He simply wiped off the droplets and changed his clothes.

Then he found a notebook, stroke by stroke, he began to record the eggs and duck eggs collected today, each family has a few, and sold them in the town when the time comes, making a little difference in the middle.

Every time he made an acquisition, Su Siwei had to climb several mountains and go to other remote mountain villages to make acquisitions.

And after so many years, the people he is looking for are all regular customers, and his mouth is not ordinarily tight, and his family relies on these eggs to save more money, so far, although Su Siwei has not earned too much, the income from the long stream of water is also extremely considerable.

It's just that in the first two years, one is for Deng Xiaoya to study, and the other is that Bai Jing has an old disease, and she has to buy medicine every three or five days, and third...... Naturally, it is to prepare for his son's marriage.

In this way, the family naturally can't save too much money.

Fortunately, now that the hardships have come to an end, life is getting better and better.

Thinking like this, Su Siwei was like drinking cat urine, and regardless of whether his son was sleepy or not, he began to chatter with great interest.

"Qingfeng, it's not that my dad is bragging, although you work in the town, you run back and forth in the canteen at home, and you don't know as many people as your father."

Su Qingfeng dozed off while watching his father talk happily.

Su Siwei took out a cigarette, slowly took out a box of matches, struck it brightly, and lit the cigarette.

When swallowing clouds and spitting out fog, Su Siwei didn't see Bai Jing's inexplicable eyes.

I still have money to buy good cigarettes, and it seems that I have saved a lot of private houses......

Su Qingfeng looked at the old lady, and then at the father who was busy bragging, and when he saw Bai Jing's eyes, he quickly showed a well-behaved smile and pulled a zipper on his mouth, promising that he would never tell the truth.

He's on the old lady's side!

Bai Jing's smile became gentler and gentler.

Su Siwei was still chattering: "In this work, you just rely on good craftsmanship, it's impossible." I have to learn from your father, I have a good brain, I can look at people, and I can calculate. ”

He was afraid that Su Qingfeng would not believe it, so he deliberately gave an example.

"There's a widow at the mill in town, and she hasn't remarried since her man was gone. When I used to walk there, the people on that street praised her for her good temper, soft personality, quick work, and good at being in charge. ”

"Hiss......" Su Qingfeng felt the force on his scalp a little heavier, and took a slight breath.

He subconsciously glanced at the old lady and didn't say a word, but in his heart he silently mourned for Su Siwei for a while.

Su Siwei's back was cold, thinking that it was a cold wind blowing, so he didn't pay much attention to it and continued to talk.

I only heard him sneer, "Soft-natured? You see, these days, if a widow is not spicy, how can she live? Son, you have remembered for me, when you go out, don't offend three kinds of people - women, old people and children. ”

"We're not saying that the widow is bad, but if we say she has a good temperament, I'm the first to disbelieve it."

The force on the scalp gradually weakened.

Su Qingfeng also breathed a sigh of relief.

After he listened, he almost woke up from a drowsiness, and couldn't help but feel a trace of curiosity, "Dad, what's this widow's name?" ”

"Jiang Xia. By the way, don't mess with her idea......"

Su Qingfeng was speechless for a moment.

"Dad, the man with the heart, everything is dirty."

Su Siwei was immediately unconvinced.

"Eh, you kid, why are you talking?"

As soon as the words fell, Bai Jing walked over with a smile and picked up his ear, "Su Siwei, I have something to tell you." ”

"Whew...... Daughter-in-law, don't pull your ears, it hurts...... I was wrong......"