Chapter 726 The young widow who inherited her dead husband’s estate (76)
The young widow who inherited her dead husband's estate (Part 76)
Song Ning and Lance discussed it for a whole night and finally decided to listen to Dong Dafu's opinion.
After all, Dong Dafu is now the person who knows the official practices best, so it’s always a good idea to listen to him.
"What? You still want to donate it?"
Dong Dafu jumped out of bed when he heard it, and he ignored the voice of "You have been killed in action" coming from his mobile phone.
His expression was like a chicken that was pinched and screamed, "No buddy, you have a good life, why are you donating it?"
This is all money. Song Ning doesn't know how popular the vegetables he sells are when they are stored in their internal mall, right?
Song Ning felt a little panicked by his stare, but he still tried to express his thoughts.
"I'm not going to donate this batch now. I plan to use my ability to produce a new batch and then donate it. The main purpose is to provide some fresh vegetables for everyone to eat."
"Oh, that's how it is."
Dong Dafu sat back down, grabbed his phone and tried to turn the tide.
Unfortunately, his teammates were already checking every page of his household registration book. Dong Dafu quietly quit the game. He looked up at Lance and said, "Brother, aren't you going to stop him?"
His buddy feels like he's really spoiled now. If it were in the past, he wouldn't have been able to say it. It's not that he couldn't say it, but the main reason is that he has nothing to donate.
When I think about it this way, I don’t know if it’s a good thing or not.
Lance leaned against the door frame, looked at Song Ning's back, and shook his head.
"As long as he likes it, we also considered it before deciding to ask for your opinion."
He can certainly protect Song Ning well, but is this what Song Ning wants?
Seeing him like this, Dong Dafu couldn't help but roll his eyes.
His buddy was spoiled by his elder brother.
But having said that, although Dong Dafu was moved, he still thought about it seriously.
"To be honest, if you really want to donate this thing, you can. But big brother's concerns are also correct. I have identified so many people with your ability, and you are really the only one. You are very rare."
He thought quickly, "As for what you are considering, I think you were thinking in the wrong direction from the beginning."
Song Ning said, "What do you mean?"
Dong Dafu turned over and sat up, looking more dignified.
"Instead of donating, I think you should just cooperate for a while. You don't have to work there. I'll talk to the director for you and tell him that you want to contribute to the recent disaster. Then the director will find people and land for you and arrange the procedures. You just need to farm the land. You don't have to worry about the rest. The director will definitely make all the arrangements."
Dong Dafu also gave Song Ning an idea.
"You can ask the director to arrange for Brother Liang to take charge of this area. To be honest, if he is around, you really don't have to worry about anything."
After he finished speaking, he was stunned for a moment, then he came to his senses and shook his head.
"Just pretend I didn't say that. You forgot that Brother Liang was just rescued from the snowy mountains."
He just managed to escape and now he's looking for work for Brother Liang. What is he thinking?
Lance listened and kept it in mind.
After discussing with Dong Dafu, Lance remembered to go find Xianyun, who was lying in another guest room, to tell his fortune.
When Xianyun heard that they wanted fortune-telling, he immediately offered a price.
"Then I want to eat that preserved egg with pepper!"
He didn't eat century eggs before, but after having one here, he was amazed by how delicious they were!
It’s so delicious and goes really well with rice!
Song Ning found it a little funny and looked at Lance.
"Brother, it looks like you have conquered another person."
Lance was very calm, "It doesn't matter, my goal is to conquer you."
Xianyun rejected the bowl of dog food with a "Pah" and kicked it away.
The divination about the exchange of pepper and preserved egg was very good, but Xianyun felt as if the sky had fallen after reading it.
Song Ning was a little worried when he saw it, "What's wrong? Is it really bad?"
Could it really be dangerous for him to do this?
But Dong Dafu also said that the official side is now very mature, and the people in charge of this area, Lieutenant General Zhang and Director Li, are both very wise people, and they should not...
Xianyun felt hopeless and had a resentful look in his eyes.
"It's good that everything is going well and there are signs of rapid advancement, but I also calculated that you will leave me. My peppered preserved eggs, my grilled lamb chops, my white radish stewed with lamb, my..."
He mumbled a long list of dish names, and Song Ning fell into deep thought as he listened.
It seems like some of these are the dishes he and Lance discussed for the New Year’s Eve dinner?
Are Taoist Xianyun’s divinations really so powerful?
Can this count?
Although Xianyun was very sad, when the news came on at dinner time, Song Ning became more determined in his idea.
The cold wave swept in, and in many places, due to insufficient manpower and being caught off guard, almost all the crops in the fields were frozen and inedible.
Many places also experienced heavy snowfall, which had never happened before. Fortunately, it was approaching the end of the year and many people had already returned home for the holidays, so no major losses were caused.
But there are even more people who cannot go to work or go home because of the cold waves. Planes cannot take off due to the bad weather, and they can only use transportation such as trains.
However, there were also many places where traffic was paralyzed due to this once-in-a-century heavy snowfall. For a moment, the approaching New Year's Eve had lost all the festive atmosphere.
Song Ning watched and felt very complicated.
“I still remember the year I graduated from high school.”
On the sofa, Song Ning snuggled in Lance's arms with a blanket and watched the news together.
He suddenly spoke, and several people looked at him.
Song Ning: "That was also the last time I received government subsidies for orphans like us. After I turned 18, these subsidies were gone. I had to find ways to pay for my living expenses and tuition by myself."
"Although I knew I could get a loan to pay for my university tuition, the living expenses still overwhelmed me."
"So when we graduated, other classmates went traveling, but I found a job as a screwdriver in a factory. It was hard work, but I earned nearly 20,000 yuan in three months."
Song Ning sounded a little proud when he spoke about it.
"I used this money to buy a cell phone and a computer when I went to college, and also to support my living expenses. So when the winter vacation came, I thought about earning some more money."
As he spoke, his voice gradually became deeper. "Because at that time I thought, I'm alone during the New Year anyway, and since there's no point, why not just go and make some money?"
"But when I was still screwing in the screws on Chinese New Year's Day, I realized that I actually wanted to have a good New Year."
He looked up at everyone, a little embarrassed but speaking firmly.
"So I want to do my part this time to help everyone have a better year."
Even if it was just to help in some small way, he wanted to do it.