That night---

My mother Zhao Jinhua fed the child in her arms and put him on the bed. She used the rice borrowed by Song Sanyuan from the Qin family to make a luxurious meal of white rice, steamed rice. She also mixed cabbage with rice vinegar and stir-fryed a plate of "spicy and sour cabbage" and mixed potatoes with soy sauce to make "raw potato slices".

The food was placed on the shabby dining table, and everyone was eating enthusiastically except for Song Yuanchao who was so angry that he was like a toad.

My mother Zhao Jinhua couldn't bear to eat vegetables, so she took the chopsticks and picked up the vegetables into her two daughters' bowls.

Song Sanqiu didn't eat vegetables. He sprinkled white rice in his bowl with sugar, holding long chopsticks in his little hands, and eating his mouth full of rice grains!

Zhao Jinhua couldn't stand it anymore, so she knocked Song Sanqiu's bowl with chopsticks and said, "Eat some dishes, don't just eat sugar, be careful of tooth decay!"

Song Sanqiu said nothing and continued to scoop up the sugar and white rice.

Zhao Jinhua looked at her two daughters again. When she saw them holding the chopsticks, she said, "Please take the chopsticks longer, so that you can get married farther away and leave this poor village!"

The two girls looked at each other and laughed: "We will marry closer, so we can take care of you in the future!"

Zhao Jinhua curled her lips, but her heart felt warm.

Song Yuanchao, who had been sulking next to him, couldn't help but yell at his wife: "What do you mean by saying this? Do you dislike me? Do you dislike following me and let you suffer?"

Seeing that her husband was angry, Zhao Jinhua hurriedly said, "I don't mean that..."

"How many things aren't this meant?" Song Yuanchao slapped his face and slapped the chopsticks on the table, "Don't think I don't know, you dislike me long ago! I think I don't work and only know how to drink and play cards! Do you think I want this? I also want to make money to support my family and want to support my family, but we have so many children in one breath, and the fines alone make me breathless! I drink to relieve stress, and I play cards to express my emotions! I say you, old lady, don't understand!"

"Yes, yes, yes, I don't understand, eat!" Zhao Jinhua smiled at her husband.

Song Yuanchao snorted and sat there with his arms in his arms: "Now, I'm not in charge anymore! Let your eldest son be the leader! Hum, I really think I want that one hundred yuan? I don't care!" After saying that, he glanced at Song Sanyuan.

Song Sanyuan was picking up food with chopsticks. When his father Song Yuanchao yelled, he put down the chopsticks and looked at his father with a smile and said, "What do you want to say?"

"I don't want to say anything. I just want to know how you paid back the three hundred yuan account after you took this hundred yuan?" Song Yuanchao glanced at his son.

Zhao Jinhua also looked at her son.

The two maids Song Sanchun and Song Sanxia also looked at their brother.

Only the little guy Song Sanqiu was still burying his head at the white rice!

The 300 yuan in this era is not a small amount, and Song Sanyuan vowed to promise Li Laoqi and his group that they would pay off the 300 yuan in three days, which was simply a fantasy for Song Yuanchao and others.

Seeing that his son was silent, Song Yuanchao thought he was shocked by his "power", and shook his head and said, "So I said, this family is not easy to be! Three days later, if you can't pay back three hundred yuan, our family will be demolished by those people! Then, let alone food and drink, there will be no place to sleep!"

Song Yuanchao held his arms and looked at his wife Zhao Jinhua again, "And you, old lady, really have long hair and short knowledge! I really thought that after watching the news broadcast for a few days, I understood what political party rotation is? This country is not so easy to manage, and this family is not so easy to be a member!"

Song Yuanchao took out a cigarette and bit it on his mouth, picked up a match and lit it, "So, the escape route I proposed before is still effective! It is not embarrassing to escape! The hero of Liangshan said, keep the green mountains there, and don't be afraid of burning fire! Even the chairman, the old man, said, we must be good at fighting guerrilla warfare, the enemy advances and we retreat, and we chase them, and we must try our best to preserve our strength!"

Song Sanyuan: "The Chairman also said that he should work hard and be self-reliant! Don't always think about being a turtle with his head!"

"Oh, little brat! I am a turtle, what are you? You are a little turtle!" Song Yuanchao cursed, "I want to see what method you, the little turtle, can come up with to break this situation? Three hundred yuan, why are you still going to pay?"

"Of course it's business!"

"Do business? What kind of business? Sell your mother, sell your father, or sell your brothers and sisters?" Song Yuanchao sneered, "Our family is either a worker or a farmer, either a blacksmith or a farmer in their life. They have never done business! Now that you are promising, I want to hear what business you do?"

Even Zhao Jinhua looked at her son, wondering what the eldest son was planning.

Song Sanyuan glanced at his parents and smiled and said, "Help Uncle Qin sell those backlogged leather goods! He said that he only needs to get back 3,000 yuan of leather goods, and the rest will be mine!"

Originally, Song Sanyuan helped the Qin family sell leather goods casually, but now it is imperative.

When Song Sanyuan heard that Song Yuanchao was going to do this, he sneered and said, "I thought you were going to do something awesome, but I wanted to help the old Qin clear the warehouse!"

"Old Qin was a college student. Although he failed to start a business, his brain was still enough! You can help sell things that even a person as smart as him cannot sell? Just kidding, who do you think you are?!"

Zhao Jinhua also looked at her son with a worried look on her face.

Song Yuanchao snorted again: "If the business is so easy to do, everyone will do business. Who still farms and who still goes to the factory to work? In short, this hundred yuan is not a small amount, and I can't watch you waste it in vain! It's better for me to keep the money!"

Dad is coming to grab money and power again.

In response, Song Sanyuan smiled slightly: "Then let's vote democratically!"

"Is this a trick?" Song Yuanchao looked at his son, then at his wife and daughter.

Zhao Jinhua raised her hand awkwardly: "Uh, that I... support Sanyuan, you can give it a try!"

The younger sisters Song Sanchun and Song Sanxia also raised their hands together: "We also support our elder brother!"

Song Yuanchao's heart was bleeding. Who are these people? His wife and children collectively betray the revolution! And not once, twice!

Song Yuanchao slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and sighed that he had raised so many ungrateful wolves!

Opening his eyes, Song Yuanchao saw his youngest son Song Sanqiu looking at him without raising his hand, and couldn't help but comfort him: "You guy still has a conscience!"

Before Song Yuanchao finished speaking, he saw the little guy raising his hands together: "I support my brother! Make money to buy me toys!"

Song Yuanchao: “…?!”

Click!

Song Yuanchao made a fuss to the little guy directly: "Play and play! You know how to play!"

Holding his anger, Song Yuanchao glared at Song Sanyuan: "Just make a fuss! Do you really think business is so easy to do? I'll make you happy!"

After saying that, he never ate again. He went to bed angrily, and did not take off his clothes. He lay down with his butt sticking out and covered his quilt.

Looking at her sulking husband, Zhao Jinhua winked at the children and said, "Don't pay attention to him, let's have a meal!"

Song Sanyuan glanced at his father confidently and said softly: "Dad, you have a good sleep, and you will wait to watch the show from tomorrow!"

"Hmph!" Song Yuanchao bowed into a shrimp, shrank hard into the quilt, and his butt was sticking higher!
Chapter completed!