Dressed in a fat round shape, I bought a courtyard house at 80

Chapter 31

"Father, look, doesn't it look good? My sister-in-law said to make me a dress. I have no money this time. I'll go tomorrow and find a place to make the dress. I can get it back the next day. I can wear it back. "

"You spent all the money for selling eggs?"

Wang Mingshu stared wide-eyed and asked in disbelief.

This time, Wang Mingzhu didn't dare to speak, and could only look at Nephew Qin Meng.

Nephew Qin Meng didn't care, he earned the money himself, and he could spend it however he wanted.

"It's all spent, what's the matter? Not only did we buy something, but we also stayed in the best hotel, and went to the best state-owned restaurant in the street to eat four dishes, one soup, and drink soda. What's the matter?"

After talking, Nephew Qin Meng couldn't take it anymore, so he quickly slapped the ground.

"Bah, it's the best restaurant, the food is so unpalatable."

"You, you are such a prodigal. You finally made some money. If you don't save it to pay off your debts, you will lose your life."

Wang Mingshu trembled with anger at Nephew Qin Meng's words.

"What's the use of buying pork head meat, peanuts and wine? It can pay off the debt or something. Can you die if you miss a meal?"

In the end he was so angry.

"Okay, anyway, eggs won't be sold anymore, this is your last supper, hum!"

Wang Jun: "..."

I feel bad too.

What should I say about this child?

Really loser.

But he is a father-in-law, so he can't talk like that.

"What do you mean by that?" Nephew Qin Meng was stunned for a moment and really didn't understand.

"Daughter-in-law, your idea is very good. It would be great if the chickens could keep laying eggs like this. Hey, in the two days since you left, our chickens have laid three eggs..."

Wang Jun let out a sigh of relief, and was brought back to reality by his son's words.

"Why is this happening? Sister-in-law, why didn't you let it go down all of a sudden." Wang Mingzhu clenched her hands tightly, her heart skipping a beat.

"Hey, I thought the sky was falling. Didn't it just not lay eggs? It's no big deal. I came up with a good chicken food recipe and gave them to eat. Guaranteed that each chicken will lay fifty eggs tomorrow." .”

Nephew Qin Meng suddenly thought that he was so happy that he even forgot to give the chick a drink of spiritual spring water. It would be nice if he could lay three eggs.

She stuck out her tongue secretly, raised her head suddenly, pretended not to care, and walked out with the bowl and chopsticks.

"Fifty eggs?"

Wang Mingshu was laughed out of anger.

"You want eggs, you want to go crazy, are you dreaming?"

"Son, what do you say like that?"

Wang Jun couldn't listen to the scholars talking like this, and gave his son a blank look.

"Father, I'm telling the truth. You think chickens can understand human speech, and if you tell me to order fifty, I'll give you fifty."

Wang Mingshu is a scholar, so he looks at problems based on the principle of seeking truth from facts.

"Besides, even if you can understand it, it has to be able to download that much."

"Before you said [-] impossible, now you say [-] impossible, you can say anything."

Nephew Qin Meng looked at Wang Mingshu unkindly.

"Twenty is not a lot, but laying fifty eggs a day, how is it possible, absolutely impossible."

Wang Mingshu didn't believe it anymore, and waited for Nephew Qin Meng with his mouth curled up.

"I won't argue with you, it's useless, you'll know the result tomorrow.

Nephew Qin Meng waved his hand to Wang Mingshu.

"Also, this matter has nothing to do with you, right? You didn't contribute as much as Mingzhu, and you didn't fully support me like Dad. Did you say that I can't do it?"

"Okay, bastard, you still dare to call my daughter-in-law, you have grown up so big, have you bought me anything?"

Wang Jun saw that Qin Meng's nephew was really angry, and his son also had a dark face, fearing that they would say some bad words and hurt their few feelings.

Quickly changed the subject and scolded Wang Mingshu.

"I haven't seen a single peanut. I know how to be filial to me as soon as I make money. It's much better than your own son."

After all, as he was getting older and talked a lot, he couldn't help but gasp.

"What's the use of talking about it? It's a bastard. Let me tell you, as old people, we don't care about your achievements. As long as you pretend to be like us in your heart, and you can remember to greet us when you are busy, you will be satisfied."

After talking about the grievances in his heart, Wang Jun looked at Nephew Qin Meng and said with a smile.

"Daughter-in-law, I'm really touched this time. Your father and I just want to have a drink. This is my favorite appetizer."

Wang Mingshu: "..."

stunned.

He is so big, his father never scolded him like this.

After all, it's him, unfilial, at this age, he still doesn't understand the old man's mind.

"Father, you're moved after buying this little thing? You're too easy to deal with, haha."

There was mist in the old man's eyes, so Qin Mengyi smiled and waved his hands.

"Let's not talk about each other as a family. As I said, if you want to support you, these are really nothing. Just see what I will do in the future."

"Girl."

Tears were rolling in the eye sockets, and Wang Jun was lying if he said he wasn't moved.

Dad is about to cry, and she is here to make people cry.

Nephew Qin Meng interrupted.

"Father, I'm going to mix the chicken food and let them try my newly developed formula so that they can lay more eggs. Mingzhu and I have already discussed it. Our family will mainly sell eggs for the time being."

"My sister-in-law told me that we would go to the street to sell eggs every two days, and within a month we could save enough money to return the villagers' food and chickens."

After a silence, Wang Mingzhu was finally about to speak, tugging at his father's arm, speaking fawningly.

"Father, just tell us what you want to eat and what you want, and we will buy it for you."

Nephew Qin Meng, who was cutting vegetables, smiled slightly at the faces of his father and daughter, and then sighed unconsciously.

"Father, it's inconvenient not to have a car. If I have a truck, I can raise more chickens and take thousands of eggs to the street, so I don't have to work so hard once every two days."

Wang Jun: "..."

I swallowed.

His daughter-in-law really dared to think that she still wanted a car.

Nephew Qin Meng, who was carrying the food, took one look at Wang Mingzhu and left.Wang Mingzhu nodded to Nephew Qin Meng understandingly, then took out a black pen and fountain pen from the basket, and stuffed them into the hands of Wang Mingshu who was staring at the pen in a daze.

"Brother, my sister-in-law bought this for you. The three of us have a share, but she doesn't."

Wang Mingshu: "..."

I clenched the pen in my hand, but I didn't know what it was like.

"Brother, you really shouldn't always be against your sister-in-law. Who is she doing all this for? She yells at each other, and it's not all for our family."

Wang Mingshu: "..."

The girl is right.

He really shouldn't have said that about her.

"The responsibility of supporting the family should be on you and me, not my sister-in-law. She took the initiative to shoulder the burden of the family. Not only do you not support, but you are always against her. It's really wrong."

(End of this chapter)