"Good article!" Zhao Jianguo waved immediately.

Hearing the sound, Song Jiawen looked up and saw the two of them coming over. He immediately stood up: "Why are you two here?"

He was very curious about what Zhao Jianguo brought Zhang Xu over to do.

"Master Song, I feel sorry for you." Zhang Xu said, taking out a white bag from his pocket and handing it over.

Song Jiawen was about to take it, but as soon as he reached out, someone snatched it first.

Zhang Xu didn't even see clearly, and the white bag in his hand had already reached someone else's hands.

The two looked a bit similar to Song Jiawen. Seeing that there was a piece of black cloth hanging on their arms, Zhang Xu naturally understood that these were Song Jiawen’s two brothers who were thinking about competing for family property.

The eldest brother Song Jiawu and the third brother Song Jiajie.

The one who just grabbed the red envelope was the third brother Song Jiajie.

"Second brother, okay, is this your friend? It's quite generous, two hundred!"

When she heard that the white bag contained two hundred, Song Jiawu, as the boss, also widened her eyes.

These days, we usually pay 50 yuan for weddings and funerals, and if we can pay 50 yuan, the relationship is amazing.

Zhang Xu gave away two hundred, which naturally made the two of them look a little higher.

"Two hundred?" Song Jiawen took it back as soon as he heard so many, thinking of giving it back to Zhang Xu: "I have received your kindness, but I...

Before he could finish his words, Song Jiawu, who was beside him, took him back.

"Brother?!" Song Jiawen was a little angry.

"Second, this is all their kindness. Why are you so unhappy? No wonder you haven't been in the factory for many years," Song Jiawu said, looking at Zhang Xu with a smile: "My brother is ignorant, don't mind."

This smile made Zhang Xu feel a little disgusting.

It was covered in white around. It was obviously a funeral, but this guy could actually smile so happily for a white bag.

Oh, is this the human heart?

Facing Zhang Xu's contemptuous look, Song Jiawu couldn't hold back his face and gave the third brother beside him a wink.

The other party immediately reacted: "Oh, by the way, brother, hurry up and settle the master's money. Otherwise, they will have no money to buy materials tomorrow, so what will they come to eat?"

The two of them said and then returned to the yard.

Zhang Xu is not a fool, so he can naturally see that the two are singing a double act.

Normally, when you find a master who comes to play the table, you will collect a fixed amount first, and then receive a final payment after the end. How can you ask for money from others?

But now Song Jiawen didn't say that Zhang Xu, as a guest, naturally couldn't say anything.

"It makes you laugh." Song Jiawen looked at the two people in front of him, his face full of helplessness.

Zhao Jianguo poked his head and looked into the yard. Seeing the two men pulling out the money in the white bag, he asked sneakily: "Jiawen, what's going on in the end?"

"I'm determined to sell the house and someone will come to see you tomorrow."

"So fast?!" Zhao Jianguo's eyes were full of surprise.

Zhang Xu, who was standing beside him, immediately realized that this was what the two brothers planned.

Normal people buy a house, but they can't avoid it. There is no place to find someone just because they die.

This is obviously the person arranged by Song Jiawen and the two brothers. They will definitely be able to get the price at that time. As for whom they will end up in the end, that's all.

But what is certain is that Song Jiawen can get it, it must be less than he thinks.

"Let them go."

At this time, Song Jiawen was exhausted and no longer wanted to care about these things.

"No matter how you say it is all the relics left by your parents, are you really willing to give them to others like this?" Zhang Xu asked suddenly.

Listening to his words, although Song Jiawen was unwilling to accept it, he was all his brothers, and it seemed unreasonable to say that he would not give it to him.

"It's all brothers, so it's normal to split up...." Song Jiawen said, picking up a glass of wine on the table and pouring it in.

Zhao Jianguo felt unbearable and turned his head to look at the two brothers who were counting money: "They didn't pay for your parents' funeral expenses. Your milk got sick, the retirement allowance was completed, and the savings in his hand were all spent. They were all fine, but they didn't pay a penny. Now they are still thinking about asking for a house?"

Many relatives and friends on the side also heard these words.

They naturally understood the situation of the Song family, but Song Jiawen's two brothers were not good at it. If they really made a fuss, their relatives' faces would be torn apart, and they would probably not be able to say anything from those two mouths.

"Forget it, I have a dormitory in my factory to live in. I can still have some money after I divide it."

Listening to Song Jiawen's words, Zhang Xu looked at Xiang's courtyard, as if he was planning something, then leaned forward and asked softly, "What if they could give up on themselves?"
Chapter completed!