Song Tan Jishi

  The new popular science in the live broadcast room is continuing in the comment area, and the story at the center of the topic is also continuing.

  Grandma Wang, who was only sixty years old, had gray hair, a slightly dark face, and a lot of bloodshot cheeks, but her eyes were shining brightly, full of brilliance.

   "You said, this person has no family background, and people are so poor, it stands to reason that this marriage should not have happened."

   "However, Zheng Liangcang is also stupid. He borrowed a liter of rice, and seeing so many people, he just poured it into the pot—"

  So it was stopped in the end, and it was only half a liter, but it was shocking enough.

   After all, food is so precious, and it’s not the busy farming season (there’s no time to talk about marriage during the busy farming season), they are just a few people, why do they need so much food for a meal? !

Song Youde also looked at Qiao Qiao, who was listening attentively, and explained: "At that time, food was very precious, and every family's oil was reluctant to use it. There was no oil and water, so the food was not very hungry - at that time, everyone ate it in one meal. Three or four bowls, like the big sea bowl, you can really eat that much."

  Qiao Qiao nodded half-understood. He wanted to say that he could eat three or four bowls, but the bowls at home are so small, it seems that they are still incomparable.

   And here, the taller old lady on the side sighed:

   "Tell me, you can't blame people for divorcing him. This is really not a person who lives! How many people can eat a liter of rice?!"

  But at that moment, the daughter-in-law’s family pondered:

   "The treater is willing to cook rice like this, he must have a family background! I guess he has deep thoughts and is hiding it!"

   "No, we finally got married..."

  Of course, after half a year, they packed up their bags and left.

  I went to the south, which was still very mysterious at the time. It is said that I went to work in a factory, and now I bought a house in the south...

   Everyone ate a mouthful of old melon, and they didn't dislike it at all. Instead, they shook their heads and whispered, each having something to say.

   Netizens who only have bullet screens are very unwilling, trying to pull back the crooked building—

  【No, aren’t we talking about Lao Zheng’s third wife? How did you get to the first head? 】

  【Yes, why did the third one want to talk to Lao Zheng】

  【That’s right, I admit that this melon is also very interesting, but let’s say that gossip can’t be done halfway】

  【The one in front, that is called from one to the end】

  【This level of education, you two have graduated for more than five years, how many years have you returned to your knowledge? 】

   Fortunately, Mrs. Wang is well versed in the true meaning of gossip, and she will never give up until she explains things clearly. At this moment, it is difficult to bring back the topic:

"You should have heard of the second one in the middle, right? I remember it's surnamed Cao, right? Xiao Cao, the man died within half a year of marriage, and the family has a few acres of land, and she can't do it alone. That's why I found Old Zheng. .”

   "But I left again within two years..."

  The old man beside us who also weaves straw mats also hesitantly followed.

   And the tall old lady also spoke:

"I heard that when Xiao Cao went to the town to cook for others, he saw a family in the town—good guy, didn't the road construction in our town last month not expropriate land? Their house is connected to several big houses. All tile-roofed houses were taken away, do you know how much the family lost? 1.4 million..."

   1.4 million!

  The old lady never dared to think about so much money in her life. Now that everyone is chatting, it seems that they are getting more and more distant, but they don't feel much.

   No, Mrs. Wang is also continuing to comment:

"That man is not mean-spirited. As soon as he gets the money, the four children share 200,000 yuan each. He and Xiao Cao each share 200,000 yuan, and they leave another 200,000 yuan for pensions. They turn around and rebuild on the side of the old house." A building…”

   "No, the uncle of my natal sister-in-law and his sister-in-law went to drink Shangliang wine a while ago..."

  Everyone was amazed, from 1.4 million to the old man's splitting up is not reliable... For a while, there were many discussions about Xiao Cao's miraculous experience.

  There is only a bullet screen, and it is full of speechless ellipses for a moment.

   After a while, someone tremblingly posted a new comment—

  【Then let’s put it this way, this old Zheng is actually quite a prosperous woman. 】

  【Yes, I also think that whoever divorces him seems to have a better future】

  【Don’t be too narrow-minded in front of you, this statement is ridiculously outrageous】

  【It’s not unreasonable. People say that if there is a prosperous husband, can’t there be a prosperous woman? 】

  【Only two. The experimental reference variables are not enough, and no conclusion can be drawn for the time being...]

【Hey Hey hey! Am I the only one paying attention to the third daughter-in-law now? 】

  Okay, this time he is not the only one paying attention. The people in the yard had heard enough of the foreshadowing, and now they firmly grasped the theme, staring at Mrs. Wang eagerly.

  Old lady Wang really lived up to expectations!

"How do you know the third one? It's just that vibrato! This old Zheng plays with his mobile phone every day, and I heard that he made a vibrato saying that he was alone and had no one to depend on... No, someone asked, and told him Give him money for retirement, why not?"

   "This old Zheng also lost his nerve, and replied that he didn't want someone to take care of him, but wanted a daughter-in-law with a warm bed."

   "The girl from Shannan agrees!"

   "I'm urging to get a marriage certificate! Shannan is poor, and the girl's family is even poorer! If she doesn't marry herself, I heard that her father is going to trade her for a motorcycle!"

  (⊙o⊙) Wow!

  At this moment, the expressions of the people in the courtyard are almost the same.

   Even the old lady can't help but feel sorry for her:

   "What's the matter? Why didn't this girl ask more questions? How did she choose Lao Zheng? My natal family also has a cousin who is not married."

   "Don't dream, I saw that the bride looks pretty, she's not bad, and she speaks generously. It's just right for the young people in our village."

"It can be seen that his family is very poor. Now that she is married, the first thing she does is to ask Lao Zheng to change her mobile phone, and then take videos with her mobile phone every day, and learn to play mahjong with the villagers... to win I heard that this money was negotiated, Lao Zheng can’t use it, she saves it for her sister to go to school..."

   Qiao Qiao listened ignorantly, but the live broadcast room exploded—

  【This is against the law, how can you say you sold your daughter for a motorcycle? 】

  【In the front, people don’t talk about selling it, they just say it’s marrying a daughter! Backcountry, what can you do]

  【Shannan, don’t you know? Near the border, the signal is not good. The land is so barren that it can’t grow any food at all]

  【How should I put it, this girl is bold, careful, and has a sense of responsibility. She is a good girl... It's a pity to match Lao Zheng】

  【Too stupid, how can I put my future on marriage? She can obviously go out to work by herself]

  【Didn't you hear what others said? There are probably a series of younger brothers and sisters below. The poorer the children, the more children... She ran away, and none of the children below can get out of the mountain...]

  Shengzi, look at the grain pile...my mother, uncle, and grandma said that the family has grain in the granary but doesn't eat it, and only saves it...that is my grandpa's house.

  My dad couldn’t get enough to eat every day when he was a child.

   As for this foreign daughter-in-law, it is also true. The girl's family is really too poor, the kind of poor who can't eat enough, married in our village, plays mahjong and shoots videos every day, walks all over the village, and even takes her sister out...

   In short, never go home. (Just a brief description, without good or bad analysis, please don’t quarrel)

  I'm a little late today. good night.