I will die early and cannon fodder. I will enjoy great blessings after marrying a sick man.

After lunch, the Song family went indoors to take a lunch break. They had to work in the fields in the afternoon, and it would be difficult to survive without taking a break at noon.

When he entered the house and lay down, Grandpa Song sighed. Grandma Song turned to look at him: "You old man, why are you sighing when you don't sleep?"

Grandpa Song sat up and sighed again: "Well, I just think that my family separation is the right one. I should have done it earlier if I had known."

Grandma Song also stood up and patted his arm: "Do you think that just because you want to be together, the others below have already wanted to fly away."

"Look, our grandson went to clear the land when the family was divided. I guess the money in Fengzhi's hands was almost used to build a house for the plow boy." Grandma Song didn't know that Song Shi and her brother had cleared the land themselves. I thought Song Genghua was the only one left.

Grandpa Song was silent for a moment: "Old lady, go back and take Fengzhi and Qi Qi to get some things out there. Boy Jin is a capable man, so don't worry about it. He has food and accommodation in the army. Xiaomu is also a promising person, so he can probably make his own money." It’s almost enough to build a house.”

"But Shizi, I'm afraid the two of them can't afford that much for the national flag. Fengzhi's temperament won't use other children's money for Shizi, so we need to help him."

Grandma Song's eyes became much gentler when she looked at Grandpa Song. The old man finally woke up and said, "Okay, I understand. I will take them there at some time in a few days."

Here, Grandpa Song and Grandma Song are worried about Song Shi building a house, but they don't know that Song Shi is making the fastest progress.

Looking at the picture he had drawn, Song Shi was very satisfied. He had everything ready now and only needed Dongfeng. When Brother Shen got the green bricks back, he would open the lid.

Song Mu, who was lying down, turned to look at Song Shi sitting in front of the table, full of admiration. Although he was among the best when he was in school, he didn't read much after school. Song Shi was really hardworking. He graduated a year ago. Much more, and still studying so seriously.

Song Shi turned around and saw Song Mu with his eyes open, and immediately ran over: "Second brother, I have something to ask for."

Mainly because Song Shi thought of the chair that Shen Yanqing brought back. He couldn't afford it, but he wanted it. At that time, he touched it and it felt like a wooden frame inside, so when Song Mu came back He thought of his second brother. Song Mu originally studied carpentry and now works in a furniture factory.

"Say." When Song Mu saw Song Shi, he immediately sat up. This kid never did anything good to him, never! ! !

"Second brother, have you ever seen that kind of soft chair?" Song Shi thought for a long time but couldn't think of what to call it, so he could only give Song Mu a simple description.

Song Mu knew what he was talking about as soon as he heard it. He had seen it when he was in the factory.

"I've seen it before, what's wrong?" Song Mu glanced at Song Shi strangely, wondering how this kid knew.

"Second brother, I want a set." Song Shi said with a smile.

Song Mu's eyelids twitched. This boy really dared to say it, but he still explained to this stupid brother: "Even if it's cheaper to make it yourself, you can't afford it. Even if I don't need money, the materials are not cheap, and we still have There are no blueprints.”

They all have design drawings for their carpentry work. Otherwise, if they don't grasp the dimensions well, they will easily make bad work.

Song Shi waved his hand indifferently: "It's okay, as long as you can do it, second brother, I will make the design drawings and materials myself."

Song Shi felt that this was completely feasible. He had seen Brother Shen's house and it would be no problem to draw a design. As for the materials, he could ask Brother Shen for help.

Song Mu looked at him, a little speechless. This brother was living in a dream! He was looking for materials, not to mention other things. He was worried about the fabric on the surface. There was so much cloth, where to get cloth tickets.

And after doing it, there was no place to put it. Thinking of this, Song Mu said: "My silly brother, please take a look at our house. Even if it is made, where will you put it?"

Song Shi looked at Song Mu and said lightly: "When you finish it, my house will be built and put in the new house!"

Song Mu reached out and touched his head: "You don't have a fever, why are you talking nonsense?"

Song Shi slapped his hand away with a proud look on his face: "My bricks are all on the way back, and I didn't just build one, I even covered my sister's one."

Seeing his serious face, Song Mu also believed it: "Where did you get the money?"

"You've earned it! Anyway, you have enough money." Song Shi took out his bankbook and waved it in front of Song Mu's eyes.

But before Song Shi could say anything for two seconds, Song Mu took the bankbook. Looking at the amount on it, Song Mu rubbed his eyes: "I'll go, what's wrong with you kid..."

Before Song Mu could finish speaking, Song Shi quickly covered his mouth, and Song Geng on the other side also shouted: "What are you two doing?"

Song Mu blinked at Song Shi, and Song Shi let go of his hand. Song Mu shouted to Song Geng, "It's okay, brother, go to sleep!"

Listening to Song Geng's snoring, the two brothers continued to talk: "How...where did you get so much money?"

"Doing business, but we don't do it now." The reason why Song Shi told Song Mu was because he needed a source of money to build a house, and this candidate could only be his second brother.

Hearing this, Song Mu's eyes wandered for a moment, but he quickly came back to his senses.

Song Shi smiled and moved his face closer to Song Mu: "Second brother, I don't want to be scolded, let alone beaten."

Song Mu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head decisively: "This is impossible. Mom would definitely beat you if she knew it."

"I know, so I need you! Second brother~" Song Shi said coquettishly, but Song Mu only felt that the weather in June was unusually cold.

However, Song Mu finally agreed to help Song Shi hide it. Who made him unable to withstand Song Shi's attack?

Looking at Song Shi with a smile on his face, Song Mu just felt like a big grievance. He had been Song Shi's special scapegoat since he was a child, and he couldn't refuse.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Song Mu decisively decided to trick his younger brother. It didn't matter if he was younger before, but now he has to collect some interest: "My youngest brother, my second brother will help you take the blame. Please give me some braised pork. It's not too much!"

Song Shi quickly covered his little treasury: "Second brother, you can't say that. Look, this matter has only advantages and no disadvantages for you."

Song Mu looked at him puzzled, and Song Shi continued: "Look, you said that the money to build the house is yours. Everyone will think, wow, my God, how could there be such a good brother like Song Mu."

"And there's also my sister's share. When you see her, people say, 'That second brother Manman is so kind to her!' No matter how you look at it, second brother, you are the one taking advantage. You should treat me to braised pork."

After being told by Song Shi, Song Mu also felt that this was the case. He didn't pay the money, but he got the reputation.

He looked at Song Shi with some embarrassment. He actually felt aggrieved just now. It was so wrong.

He patted Song Shi on the shoulder: "Youngest, my second brother will invite you to eat braised pork later."

Song Shi nodded with a sullen face and looked at Song Mu lying down before smiling silently. Sure enough, it was right to ask the second brother for this matter. The eldest brother had no money and no reason. The third brother couldn't deceive him. The second brother was just right. Perfect.

Growing up, his second brother had been very mean-spirited towards others, but he had never been defensive about his younger brothers and sisters.