Return after rebirth: The devil who helps his brother becomes the devil who kills his brother

The new house is almost finished. The bright two-bedroom apartment was built in accordance with Song Paner's requirements.

The courtyard wall is two meters high and is built solidly. Both sides are plastered with cement. The bricklayers also skillfully printed pictures on the wall, which looks very elegant.

The house I originally lived in was located in a side room, so I didn't tear it down and just kept it to store the sundries in the future.

There is a small vegetable garden surrounding the left side of the yard, which is enough for the grandparents and grandchildren to eat daily. There is a well next to the vegetable garden, which can be used to draw water by hand or directly pump water, which is very convenient.

The rest of the yard is paved with marble, which looks grand and clean.

There is only one thing that is out of place in this elegantly decorated courtyard.

Next to the side house, Mrs. Qian built several pig pens, chicken coops and goose coops with bricks. He said he was going to the market one day to buy some livestock and raise them back.

Song Pan'er has nothing to complain about. Raising some poultry is inevitable in a farm life. Just clean up more diligently.

Grandparents and grandson looked everywhere, discussed with great interest, dressed up and planned their new home.

Mrs. Qian knew that she was not popular, so she did not hold any housewarming party. The grandparents and grandson made a large table of delicious food by themselves, which was used to warm the new house.

"You little girl, other people's children want to have their own room. It's better for you to stay in grandma's room even if you have a room." Mrs. Qian spread the quilt and muttered, which was not difficult to hear. The arrogance in the words.

Song Pan'er was writing papers with her butt sticking out on the edge of the kang. She had been playing with her dog today and hadn't even written any papers. The teacher would check her tomorrow.

"I don't want to sleep alone. I want to listen to grandma telling stories later." Song Pan'er wrote quickly and finished several papers in more than half an hour.

Looking at the little fat dog curled up next to her, Song Pan'er couldn't help but touched it twice more. Feeling the soft and furry touch under her hands, her heart almost melted.

"Okay, seeing how rare you are, grandma will ask for a few more for you tomorrow. There are a lot of puppies in the village."

"No, I want to give it all my love, and I don't want to share it with other dogs."

Song Pan'er carefully moved Panpan into her bed and sighed with satisfaction.

"Grandma, tell me a story!"

"Okay, lie down, grandma is turning on the light."

"It is said that Guo Sanbald went to the back mountain to herd sheep, and suddenly a wolf jumped out from behind a tree. He was so frightened that Guo Sanbald threw away the small box in his hand, turned around and wanted to run away, but the wolf jumped forward two more steps. He took a closer look, hey, it turned out to be a three-legged wolf..."

The breeze blows in through the open window, and the croaking of frogs in the distance echoes the chirping of crickets in the yard, one after another.

Summer nights are noisy and quiet.

Song Paner had a good night's sleep.

Mrs. Song has been having a hard time recently. Her cheeks, which originally didn't have much flesh, now have only a layer of old skin left. They are wrinkled and look even more sinister.

Since Song Pan'er left the Song family, all the household chores have fallen on her. She has to sit around the pot every day and can't even play cards. How can Mrs. Song, who is used to being idle, bear this?

I just hope that Ma Xijuan will come back soon so that she can take over these annoying housework.

Mrs. Song glanced at Luan Xunxun's drunken son, then got off the kang helplessly to collect the wine bottles.

Song Zhigang was also very upset. He felt that he had not been going well in the past year.

The 30,000 yuan that was about to be received suddenly flew away; the good wife and son had to be sent thousands of miles away; the person who lit a cannon was sent to prison.

He doesn't want anything now. My job is gone, and my popularity is extremely low.

Although there was no evidence of what happened last time, there is now a rumor in the village that he attempted murder, and everyone is avoiding him. Now he doesn't dare to go out, and he lies on the kang all day long drinking.

But his current situation is not the worst, and he is seeing big trouble coming.