Evil husband dressed as a desolate prince

There were no nighttime activities in ancient times. Song Jingwen helped Mrs. Song put things away, and sent the two chicks to the chicken pen.

Using a handful of chestnuts to demonstrate to Mrs. Song, Mrs. Song even licked the chestnut shell clean.Mrs. Song happily took over the job of frying chestnuts and drove Song Jingwen out.

As the night grew darker, the rest of the Song family went back to their rooms early, and Mrs. Song closed the door of the stove alone to study the ratio of chestnuts and sugar, trying to fry as many chestnuts as possible with the least amount of sugar.

Song Jingwen wandered around in the yard, laying down on the ground and doing push-ups. He wanted to hurry up and get his body back in shape.

Sensing a figure passing by outside the courtyard gate, Song Jingwen was much more vigilant than the others.He quietly walked around the vegetable field from behind, his figure seemed a little anxious, he wanted to knock on the courtyard door of Song's house, but for some reason he stopped moving forward.

Song Jingwen brushed back the hair on his shoulders, and pounced on him deliberately lightly. He swept the ground with one foot, raised one arm of the opponent, and fell over his shoulder, moving swiftly and violently like a leopard.

Song Jingwen heard the person below him groan, and then squatted on top of him, wrapped his arms around the person's neck and asked viciously, "Little thief, what are you doing so sneakily?"

The person under him turned his head with difficulty, a light flashed in his gray-green eyes, Xie Feng said in a breathy voice, "I didn't, let me go!"

There is obvious anger and grievance in the tone.

I'm really dizzy, I don't have any enemies in this world, it's too much to be an enemy.Song Jingwen realized that he had wronged someone, and hurriedly got up.

Song Jingwen scratched his head in bewilderment, "Sorry, I didn't recognize you, why are you still wearing a headscarf at night?"

He stretched out his hand to pull Xie Feng up, but was knocked off unceremoniously by the other party.

Xie Feng panted heavily, his voice was a little hoarse, "It's none of your business, I just love it!"

Look, it strangles people's throats.

Song Jingwen nodded, "Yes, yes, then why are you wandering around my house?"

"I have something to ask you." Xie Feng patted the ashes on his body, and then remembered that he was asking for help, and his tone eased a lot, "Are you going to sell shepherd's purse? I mean... if you don't plan Can you let me try to sell it?"

Xie Feng blushed, "I know that this is not good for me, so I will ask your opinion first. If you have plans, I will not move on. I will keep it a secret for you."

Song Jingwen paid attention to his small movements, just now he felt that the moon was hiding, but now he took advantage of the moonlight to see Xie Feng all over.

Song Jingwen saw that he lowered his head awkwardly, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "I don't have any plans. Shepherd's purse is at most a wild vegetable, and anyone can pick it. Are you stupid to ask me?"

He really didn't want to get shepherd's purse, how much can he sell for it.Moreover, under the current circumstances, Mrs. Song would definitely not rest assured that he often ran up the mountain.

Xie Feng frowned and looked at him, "You are stupid, so is Chestnut. If you tell it all, what money can you make?"

It may be that it is rare for someone to be willing to talk to me so much, Xie Feng became more and more excited as he spoke, "You just gave away the things like this, people who know you are good will show some affection, and those who don't know what to do will call you a fool .”

Normally, Sun Cui would not let him go out, let alone talk so much with the villagers.

Song Jingwen saw that the expression on his face did not seem to be fake, he was really anxious for him, and looked at him with a suppressed smile, "No hurry, just speak slowly."

Xie Feng choked on his saliva and coughed.

Song Jingwen patted him on the back winkingly, obviously caring about the other party but insisted on smearing oil on his mouth, "Why are you still coughing, do you want me to pour you a bowl of water? Please come in and sit down, let's go slowly." Slow down."

Xie Feng gave him a fierce look, "No need! You won't listen to me. Stay away from me, so as not to be seen gossiping."

Song Jingwen suddenly jumped to the side as if seeing a beast, he almost forgot that this is not his brother who can make dirty jokes, but a brother who can marry, what a sin...

It doesn't matter to him, but Gu Gu valued his reputation very much, so he didn't want to bring trouble to Xie Feng.

A trace of sadness flashed in Xie Feng's eyes, and he soon became relieved.Sure enough, this is the case, I am indeed not as good-looking as Xie An.

Xie Feng didn't stay long after he got the answer he wanted, he turned around and left wrapped in a turban, his back was inexplicably lonely.

"Hey, don't go." No matter how dull Song Jingwen was, he could see that Xie Feng was not happy. He stretched out his hand to grab his sleeve, but he didn't dare to pull it, barely hovering beside Xie Feng's hand.

Xie Feng turned around impatiently, if this person made another long speech about his appearance, he would insist on making him look good.

The hands of the two touched each other inadvertently, Song Jingwen hurriedly took a step back, maintaining a safe social distance, "Wait for me for a while, I'll go in and get you something."

Song Jingwen jumped in two or three times from the courtyard, and quickly appeared in Xie Feng's field of vision.

Xie Feng's palm warmed up, and Song Jingwen moved his hand to the other, "The freshly fried chestnuts are sweet, you can eat them."

"..." Xie Feng couldn't understand his brain circuit, he avoided it like a snake and scorpion just now, and now he gave something, raised his head and looked at him directly, "You are not... What do you want to do?"

"You eat, you see you are too thin, eating more meat is good for your health." Song Jingwen looked at him sincerely, seeing Xie Feng's pimples getting bigger and bigger, he lowered his head and looked at him, "I Well, I didn't dislike you just now."

"??? Then what do you mean, I know I'm not good-looking, you don't need to react so much, right? I won't marry you, so what are you afraid of!" Xie Feng's scimitar and long eyebrows were tangled up, "It's not that you dislike something, you even jumped to the side."

Here is the proof!Song Jingwen swallowed, this guy is quite fierce.This temper is hot and exciting!

There was a big misunderstanding, Song Jingwen hurriedly waved his hands, "No way, you are really good-looking. I am afraid that it will affect you badly if others see it, and I don't need to get married."

Xie Feng looked at him in shock, he didn't know whether it was because he repeatedly emphasized "you look good" or because he was worried about himself, this kind of unreasonable kindness made him a little flattered.

Xie Feng hummed in a low voice, afraid that he might not be sincere enough, "I see, thank you for the chestnut."

When the beauty smiles, the sun and the moon fade away.

Song Jingwen lay on the bed stupidly, rolling from side to side, really not used to falling asleep so early, "Sir, come out and chat with me."

A mobile phone appeared in Song Jingwen's hands, "Ruoji No. 15 is at your service!"

Now the only person he can confide in without reservation is a smart phone, which is quite ridiculous.

Song Jingwen made a rough estimate of the Song family's financial resources, and found that it was not bad in Shipo Village.But it's not enough to see it in the town, and it's not something a small farmer can afford to go to Fucheng.

"What is the most valuable thing in Shipo Village?" Song Jingwen wanted to try the functions of this mobile phone. Besides looking for chestnut trees, what else could he do.

"People." Said the emotionless No. 15.

Song Jingwen, "Are you going to let me do human trafficking? It's not a bad year, and you can still do the two-legged sheep business? It's too cruel, your sir is too much, you are so vicious. Hey~"

Ruoji 15 made a "Zi La" sound, and Song Jingwen let out a nonchalant wow, "Why are you still angry? If you get angry again, you will be scrapped."

"Xie Feng." Ruoji No. 15 spat out two words miserly. It was a high-end mobile phone that was about to be forced into a machine with feelings.

"What do you mean, I don't understand." Song Jingwen heard the joke, how could such an extraordinary person as Xie Feng live in such a remote village, and judging from the reactions of the villagers in the past two days, they obviously Never met anyone from another country.

"Xie Feng is your noble man. I don't know how much he is. I only know that he is the most valuable in this village." Ruoji called up a picture on the 15th, "I have analyzed it for you. In addition, Chestnut The tree was bought because you benefited the villagers, and I'm just a tool."

It can be regarded as a causal relationship, if Song Jingwen helps others, No. 15 will give certain rewards according to his wishes.

Song Jingwen put away his dead mobile phone. Maxima often has it, but Bole doesn't.It is a great thing for a person to meet a noble person in his life. Song Jingwen has no one to rely on in Jia Guo, so he thought it would be safer to cultivate a group of confidants for himself.

This kind of thing has to be figured out slowly.

But noble people need to exchange hearts to get them. Song Jingwen decided that Xie Feng's living standard must be improved.

Song Jingwen thought of the backs of the hands that the two of them accidentally touched together at night, and the hand they grabbed when they met for the first time. The brother's hand was not as well maintained as his, which meant that he did not do less heavy work.

There was a thin layer of red on his face that he didn't even notice.

Song Jingwen only slept for three hours, and at about ten o'clock, the door of Song's house opened.

Mrs. Song is already busy. She wants to process the chestnuts at home before selling them. The method of roasting chestnuts with sugar is too easy to learn.Before everyone can react, make a fortune first.

Song Jingwen wanted to help, but Mrs. Song refused.He can only run around the village in the morning, a habit he has developed over the years.

After breakfast, Song Shihai and Song Shishan set off with a basket on their backs, which were covered with a layer of cloth.One is to keep warm, and the other is to not be conspicuous.

At night, Mrs. Song, Hu Xiu, and Zhao Lanhua waited for someone in the village with their necks stretched out.Song Shihai who came back first was wandering around the surrounding villages, "How is it, have you sold it?"

Song Shihai sighed, put the basket down in the yard, and said angrily, "Mother, you just listen to Song Jingwen's nonsense every day, and you have wasted a lot of money. Look, it won't sell at all."

Song Shihai sat on a stone bench and after walking for a day, his feet were blistered.It was all Song Jingwen's bad idea, and he only ate a few of the chestnuts for sale when he was too hungry.

Old lady Song stood aside silently, feeling a little regretful, but in her private heart, she couldn't hear Song Shihai saying that her grandson was not good, and the intergenerational relationship was fully reflected in old lady Song.

Mrs. Song picked up a handful of chestnuts thoughtfully. Her second son was as lazy as his daughter-in-law.

Just as Mrs. Song was about to say something, Song Jingwen came in from outside with a basket on her back, with a smug look on her face, "Grandma, third uncle is back."

Mrs. Song's eyes are so vicious. The rope on the basket is not firmly stuck on Song Jingwen's shoulder, which shows that the basket is light enough.

Granny Song hurriedly picked up the basket with small steps, pursed her withered mouth and said distressedly, "Why do you still have to carry it? It's not too heavy."

"Mother, my nephew is really running too fast." Song Shishan propped his hands on his knees, panting heavily.Looking back at Song Jingwen's situation, his cheeks were slightly red.

Zhao Lanhua fell at the end, "That's right, my nephew picked up the basket and ran away, we didn't pay attention for a moment. Mom, it's not heavy, the basket is empty, Shi Shan said that business is good today."