Song Dingxiang [Completed]

C22.1 I Would Appreciate Your Support. (1)

Chapter 22

The large bundle of dried fruits and vegetables stuffed in a grass woven basket looked bulging and full. Third Granduncle Song's family didn't need to buy any fruits, nor could they afford to.

The fruits at home were either gifts from their family and Sixth Uncle's family, or picked from the mountain by the children or picked and stolen from somewhere. Especially in this pile of dried fruits, there were also dried potatoes, sweet potatoes, eggplants, and so on mixed in, which made people shake their heads in disbelief.

In fact, the Song Dingxiang family didn't care what kind of New Year gifts Third Granduncle Song's family could send, after all, their family was poor. But even if they were poor, they still lived better than the average rural family.

This poverty was relative to the other branches of the Song family.

Even if the New Year gifts were not good, as long as they were neatly arranged and presentable, they could still be taken out. For ordinary families, dried fruits and vegetables were quite affordable.

However, they had never seen such a random pile of things sent to them, looking like a heap of garbage.

Song Xingyi's face was also very unpleasant. He touched the tobacco pipe pot he carried with him and looked at Li shi.

Li shi's smile was like a mask, and she said softly, "It's not easy for Third Brother and Third Sister-in-law to gather this bundle of things. My dear, go and take out our return gift, don't keep your Fifth Uncle and Fifth Auntie waiting too long. It's a cold day, hurry home and have a hot soup and noodles to feel comfortable."

Zhang shi sighed, lifted the curtain and walked out, and soon returned with a box of pastries and a bag of dried fruits placed on the table. She smiled at them, then turned around and sat on the edge of the kang bed, continuing to play with her fabric scraps.

A poor family is worth ten thousand strings of cash. Even though the Song Dingxiang family was considered wealthy in the village, they would not throw away even a small scrap of rag from their worn-out clothes. These things could be collected and used to patch shoes later.

Song Zhishen took the return gift, with a smile on his face, and said, "Fourth Uncle is really generous. This is such a valuable gift right from the start."

At this time, Song Xingyi spoke, saying, "It's not about whether my family is wealthy or not. Even if you go to your Fifth Uncle's house, or Sixth Uncle's house, they would not use a bunch of unusable junk to deal with you. Fifth Son, even if your family is poor, you should still be able to prepare a decent New Year gift. Are you so self-righteous and confident in your poverty these years that you are treating your uncles in this manner?"

Song Zhishen was shocked. He said, "Fourth Uncle, where did you get that from? How have we treated you? Although you might not like these dried fruits and vegetables, they are still presentable in an ordinary household. I know, Fourth Uncle, that your family is wealthy now, but can you really look down on your poor brothers?"

"Don't say these absurd words in front of me. If I look down on your family, why don't I stop associating with your family?"

Song Xingyi was a bit upset. He straightened his back, tapped the kang bed head with the handle of his pipe, and sneered, "This year, your return gift is just a pair of shoe uppers, although it's not very auspicious, I didn't say anything. Now, you send New Year gifts, these things all mixed together in a messy way, is this how you properly send New Year gifts? Is this just to cause trouble for me? I'm too lazy to talk to you about this. After all, your family cannot make decisions on their own. Go back and tell your parents, since you caused trouble for me during the New Year, then don't come to my house in the future, just treat us as ordinary relatives."