Evil husband dressed as a desolate prince

The news that Song Zichen had picked up a man spread like wildfire in the village. At first, Song Zichen didn't go to work in the factory for a week, hid at home all day, and walked around too frequently with Dr. Chen.

And it was not heard that anyone in Song Zichen's family was sick, and various versions of the story came out all at once.

"Couldn't this brother be like the Tong Yangfu who was brought in by someone from the county? He's too old, so he's not suitable."

"He has high eyesight, so he looks down on the men in our village." Someone raised the corner of his mouth and said meanly, "I used to think that he was restless and flamboyant. Now he is shameless to pick up men at home. No, his brother doesn't teach him how to be a woman."

Everyone in this circle knew that this man's son had failed to pursue Song Zichen, and as long as the topic of Song Zichen was mentioned, she would have to step on it to bring out the excellence of her son.

"If you ask me, he must have had a falling out with Song Jingwen, tearing his face for money."

Mrs. Lin Tian kowtowed melon seeds and chewed tongues with a group of women, "If you tear your face, you can't leave the house? I can see Song Jingwen's character. There is nothing to say about his character. Not only did he do his best to the two elders, but This uncle can also give a hand. Look at how much Song Shilin, the fourth son of their family, spends on studying, pens, inks, papers and inkstones are too expensive."

Song Xing'er and Miss Song just got together with Lin Tian and the others recently, she was taken aback when she heard the words, and said, "If Song Jingwen had money, why didn't he go to school?"

Lin Tian said with a "呿" and laughed, "There are people who are not suitable for reading. It's enough to be able to support their daughter-in-law if they can read and write. Besides, can we build so many factories without money?"

"Who doesn't know that you work under him, and you speak good words for him!" Someone enthused that Lin Tian had hired Song Jingwen's food factory, and retorted with a sour squint, "It's been so long since you haven't started work, it's probably because Huang Already!"

Lin Tian said, "Crow's mouth, you are the fox who can't eat grapes in the scriptures, you must be sour."

"You, you sycophant!" The man blushed, and he had no face to stay any longer. Lin Tian's straightforward temperament was annoying, and she ran away after saying a word in embarrassment.

Song Xing'er had an idea in her mind, she rolled her eyes, "Auntie, is the food factory still hiring?"

Mrs. Lin Tian glanced at her, and replied carelessly, "You have to look at Song Jingwen's arrangement, and he has the final say on whether to recruit people. Why is your father letting you go out now?" Didn't you stay at home and wait? Are you married to a superior person?

Song Xing'er smiled shyly, covered her mouth shyly, and acted like a pretty girl, "I don't know what Daddy thinks, girls just listen."

The gossip spread into Song Zichen's ears, he surprisingly didn't refute it, on the contrary he was more blatant than before.

When someone ridicules him, he can still calmly say that he picked someone up and went back, but he doesn't say anything if there are too many.

The villagers pretended to be innocent, and when they passed by his house, they would always look up and down at his house. Finally, people caught the opportunity to find a tall and handsome sick beauty with thin lips and black eyes lying on her back in the yard, basking in the sun.

Yuan Moyi opened his slack eyes and looked around vigilantly.

Song Zichen supported his neck, and brought the white pill in his hand to his mouth, "Jiu, it's time to take the medicine."

The sick beauty survived a catastrophe. After waking up, she forgot her name, who lived there, and where she lived. She had a high fever that made people almost stupid.

Song Zichen simply named him Jiu.

Yuan Moyi's tense nerves immediately relaxed, and he obediently took the pill and swallowed it in one gulp. The bitterness of the pill without the sugar coating made his throat stick.

Song Zichen watched him chew the pills without changing his expression, his heart skipped a beat, this man was really cruel to him.

However, I have to say that the pills given by Song Jingwen are very effective, but they are quite expensive.

The modern anti-inflammatory drugs and antipyretics that Song Jingwen exchanged with Ruoji were sold to Song Zichen at a discounted price for the sake of his hard work.

Song Zichen couldn't help but stuffed a piece of milk candy into his mouth, but was stopped halfway, "I'll do it myself."

Yuan Moyi is very grateful to this brother, but she still can't accept the act of being too intimate.

Song Zichen felt wronged and wanted to shed tears. He was so kind to this man, but he didn't expect that he was still an ice cube that couldn't be melted.

He sniffed and retracted his hand, "Go out with me for a walk, Brother Feng asked us to eat."

Yuan Moyi stared at him for a second, seeing that the end of the man's eyes were bright red, she quickly looked away, and replied without much thought, "Okay."

Song Zichen wanted to support Yuan Moyi, but he dodged lightly. Angrily, he tugged at Yuan Moyi's arm, and said viciously, "I picked you up, so you have to listen to me."

He spoke harshly, but he was about to cry with anger.

Yuan Moyi didn't expect that this brother was like water, he was about to cry at every turn, and when he cried, he tried his best not to let the tears fall down, which was ridiculous and pitiful.

Yuan Moyi was amused by this naive speech, and pressed the corners of his mouth with great effort, and followed him, "Okay."

Song Zichen clamped his arm tightly to himself, walked for a while, then wrapped Yuan Moyi's arm around his neck, and said thoughtfully, "You lean on me, and I will carry you."

Yuan Moyi looked at his small body, and really didn't dare to rest assured on him as he said, so she could only tiptoe and secretly shift the weight to the other leg.

One weak and one disabled finally arrived at the other courtyard, Yuan Moyi breathed out calmly, such a tossing was more tiring than walking by himself.

Song Zichen carried Yuan Moyi into the living room with the attitude of a protector, and met Song Jingwen's playful eyes and didn't know how to put his hands and feet, "I, I think he has nothing to eat at home alone."

Song Jingwen spread his hands and raised his chin, "Then why are you still hugging people? Seeing that Jiu is sweating profusely, you still don't fan them."

Xie Feng also looked at Song Zichen with a smile as he hurriedly settled the person down, and he couldn't wait to fan him while pulling his sleeves.

"Fan," Xie Feng couldn't see his stupidity, so he handed the fan to Song Zichen, teasingly said, "What's the use of your sleeve, it doesn't make any difference if you fan it or not. If you faint from heat , It fell down again before it was raised well."

A sickly flush appeared on Yuan Moyi's face, and a few strands of hair hung on his temples.

Song Zichen patted him on the back naturally, and smiled, "If you give him a few more pills, he will be fine."

Song Jingwen waved his hand, "Now it's enough to recuperate slowly, there are only a few pills in total, and I'll give you all of them."

"I thought it was reserved for your life-saving use, but you gave it all to Jiu."

Can't this medicine be bought with money?Xie Feng looked at Song Jingwen suspiciously, seeing him playfully winking at himself, he knew that he said that on purpose.

Yuan Moyi tugged at the center of his eyebrows in a complicated mood, and took down the fan from Song Zichen's hand full of guilt, "You..."

Song Zichen was quite at a loss, and went to pinch his leg again, "Medicine is for saving lives, and I'm not sick."

Song Jingwen and Xie Feng slipped into the kitchen and let them argue outside.

Xie Feng opened his mouth to swallow a chocolate bean, and smacked his lips happily, "Why did you say that on purpose just now?"

Song Jingwen filled a bowl of chocolate beans, and held a chocolate-stained finger to Xie Feng's mouth, "It's rare for that little brother Song Zichen to fall in love with someone, and that person has lost his memory, isn't this a great opportunity? I'm connecting the two of them, as a boss, you have to care about the love life of your subordinates."

Of course, Song Jingwen would not say that he just wanted to watch a show, and he continued to talk nonsense seriously, "Only when the employee's happiness index improves can they be more active in production and life."

Xie Feng wrapped Song Jingwen's finger into his warm mouth, believed it foolishly, and then turned his head to look out, "There are still many single people in the factory, why don't we all get along?"

Song Jingwen handed the bowl to Xie Feng, and coaxed, "I just care about Song Zichen playing well with you, go eat chocolate with him. My brother likes milk chocolate, it's so sweet."

Song Jingwen pushed Xie Feng out of the kitchen, "I'll steam the vermicelli, it's too hot here, you go out to cool off."

Xie Feng curled his lips, and looked towards the stove from time to time, he didn't chew the chocolate in his mouth, but pushed it back and forth with his tongue.

Song Zichen's eyes were straightened, and he twisted a chocolate bean again and brought it to Yuan Moyi's mouth, "It's silky smooth, I've never tasted it before, it's bitter and sweet, taste it quickly."

Yuan Moyi sticks out his tongue lightly, and slowly rolls in the dark egg, which is so sweet.

Xie Feng shook his feet and said with a smile, "This is a cola bean, there is only a little bit, if you want to eat it, you can only wait until today."

Song Zichen felt more and more admiration for Xie Feng and Song Jingwen, "Brother Feng, you are really amazing."

"You're great too. If you're not here, no one knows how to do anything in the office." Xie Feng pressed a piece of chocolate under his tongue, his cheeks were bulging, "Husband and I are busy with other things. "

Song Zichen suddenly became proud, and turned around in front of Yuan Moyi triumphantly, like a peacock courting a mate.

At this time, Huahong hurried in from outside, folded her hands and said, "Madam, there are guests outside."

Xie Feng immediately stopped eating chocolate beans, and quickly swallowed the beans in his mouth.Who will come in time for lunch, is there something urgent?

Xie Feng stood up and asked, "Do you know who is here?"

Hua Bai carried a bag of flour from outside, and said, "Master Niu Boniu, and some friends."

Huabai is much more reliable than her younger sister, Huahong, so Xie Feng can rest assured that there will be no major incidents, so he ordered the servant to bring him in.

Niu Bo was also carrying a bag of things, and said with a smile, "Brother Feng, long time no see."

Xie Feng smiled, "Long time no see, who are you?"

Niu Bo replied, "Sweet potato flour, didn't you hear that Boss Song is collecting sweet potatoes? We just came to stock up, so we shipped a few truckloads of sweet potato and sweet potato flour along the way. It's more cost-effective than going empty."

Song Jingwen heard the commotion outside, and thought it was Xie Feng and the others having a good chat.He squinted his eyes, and put four casseroles on a tray.

"Little ancestor, what are you guys talking about? You're so happy." Song Jingwen snorted, and complained pretentiously, "You forgot me, my husband, in the kitchen."

Xie Feng put down the crowd and hurried to pick up the tray in Song Jingwen's hand, staring at him with amused eyes, and muttered, "Obviously you asked me to come out."

Song Jingwen hurriedly avoided, "Don't burn your hands."

The two have completely become a magnetic field by themselves, isolating others.

Niu Bo's jaw almost fell to the ground, he hesitated and said, "Boss Song is cooking?"

Song Jingwen put the casserole on the table, raised his eyebrows generously and said, "Why not make it for my wife?"

The author has something to say: Boss Song’s diary on October 17, 7.11th year of Yuanlong calendar

Oh look what I found.The love letter my daughter-in-law wrote to me, let’s count it as a love letter.so sweet!Song Jingwen is such a nice man!Oh, I'm so damn attractive.Although I also said that I was too used to him so that he couldn't be alone, and planned to go out for a while.

He is dreaming!I will hide his clothes tomorrow and see how he runs, hehehe...

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 from Liliyuan;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of up and down;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!