Evil husband dressed as a desolate prince

The old lady Song gave Song Jingwen a sideways look, took a sip of her saliva, and unexpectedly did not object, "Okay, I understand. I will ask someone to send a letter to your sister, at least it is your own sister, you have to tell her about it. Eldest sister is like a mother, she treated you wholeheartedly before you got married."

Mrs. Song paused for a moment, the corners of her eyes were wrinkled, and her eyes showed a slightly curved arc. She said with satisfaction, "I think he is really protecting you, and he doesn't talk very well with those women who gossip. Same, pretty good brother. It’s not too late for this matter, and when your sister answers, I’ll propose marriage for you right away!”

Song Jingwen was stunned by Mrs. Song's straightforwardness. He shook Mrs. Song's shoulders in disbelief, and couldn't wait to count the days, "Four days, up to four days, there must be an answer."

Song Jingwen's older sister, Song Shijia, married into Daze Village, a remote village farther than Sanshang Village.I only come back two or three times a year, and I don’t move around if there is no major event.

It stands to reason that Song Jingwen returned to normal before, and Mrs. Song sent a message to Song Shijia, but several months have passed and she has not received a reply.This matter was a bit strange, but Song Shijia didn't speak up about the water splashed by the married girl, and it was not easy for Mrs. Song to inquire.

With Mrs. Song's nod, Song Jingwen became more and more rampant, holding Xie Feng's hand tightly with his head held high, wanting to shudder when he saw anyone, and raised the hands they held together to shake in front of each other a few times.

Granny Song selected six permanent workers, three men, one brother, and two women.

The delicate small parts are handed over to women and brothers for polishing, and the large frame of bicycles is handed over to men for making.Everyone was staggered out of time to train separately for three days. The most important thing is that each of the six people is responsible for one task. It is impossible to see it alone. Only when they are put together can the prototype of the bicycle be seen.

Mrs. Song pulled Song Jingwen to talk about her ability to pick people, "There is a person who wants to learn our family's craft secretly, and I can tell it at a glance."

Granny Song stretched her neck, ground her teeth, and clapped her hands triumphantly, "That kid is sneaky. I've never seen him in Shipo Village. He probably came from other places. He was very attentive and sneaked into the village. I captured our backyard on the spot."

Song Jingwen didn't know there was such a thing, "Then which village is he from?"

"Feng Xifeng from Jingping Village." Mrs. Song had already inquired clearly, and turned her head to tell Xie Feng, "You have to watch out for this craftsmanship, don't be foolish and be deceived by others."

Xie Feng smiled and nodded, "I'm not stupid, don't worry."

Xie Feng made the parts of the bicycle, and Song Jingwen sent them to those long-term workers for copying. He only needs to be responsible for the final assembly process.

In the evening, Lin Shiqiu ran over in a hurry, and before he could catch his breath, he grabbed Song Jingwen with one hand and Xie Feng with the other, and said intermittently, "I, I'm coming too, to work at your house."

Song Jingwen moved his hand away calmly, held Xie Feng in his hand, and carefully patted the corner of Xie Feng's clothes that had been touched.

"Uncle Lin, you have to discuss recruitment with my grandma, she has already recruited people."

Lin Shiqiu beat his chest angrily, "It's all my fault. I was delayed at home, and I only heard that your family accepts long-term workers after finishing the Chefu form. What should I do? If you can make the decision, just accept me. It doesn’t matter if the wages are lower, as long as there is work to do.”

The business Lin Shiqiu received was enough for their family's expenses, so why did he care so much about a permanent job?Song Jingwen was puzzled and said, "Uncle Lin, your family is not short of this kind of money, so let's forget it."

The people on Mrs. Song's side were arranged to understand, and besides, a carpenter of Lin Shiqiu's level was overqualified for making parts.

"You don't understand, this is a new craft that needs to be passed on." Lin Shiqiu is really a bit crazy, and his love for wood art is close to a state of fanaticism, "Only by constantly touching new things can one be inspired, yes yes yes , I can paint, what do you think of engraving on a bicycle, and I can also paint."

Xie Feng's eyes lit up, and he secretly hooked Song Jingwen's palm, "You can use paint to draw patterns, and you can sell them more expensively."

Song Jingwen also thought about it, but it was not appropriate to put Lin Shiqiu in any position. He said with some embarrassment, "Look, or you can follow Xie Feng. I'm just a little sorry, you are a serious The carpenter who helped Xie Feng in our family is really inferior. Alas, Feng'er is smarter, and he has figured out these things by himself."

"Amazing." Song Jingwen couldn't think of Xuan Fu all the time, blinked his eyes and raised his chin at Xie Feng.

Lin Shiqiu was overjoyed, he didn't understand where the smugness in his words came from, and he replied repeatedly, "Okay, okay, I can learn more things by following Xie Fengqian. You are so kind to me. So caring."

Song Jingwen was speechless, he understood what it means to play the piano against a cow.

Lin Shiqiu is different from others, what he touches is the most core thing, and he can do it by himself after going out from Song Jingwen.

Song Jingwen signed a contract with Lin Shiqiu just to be on the safe side. He gave two options, "It's clearly written in black and white. The first one, you can according to the length of the signing. During this period, any Song family You can continue to learn about the new wooden products that are launched, but you can’t disclose them to the outside world. The second is to only sign the terms of the bicycle, which only takes about two months.”

Lin Shiqiu thought about it for a while, and happily signed the first one. He wished he could get started now, and asked eagerly, "When will I start working?"

Song Jingwen waved his hands dumbfounded and asked him to come tomorrow.

It is different when people are recruited to work, and the efficiency has been greatly improved.A few children led by Song Yang and Song Yu are responsible for going to the mountains to find suitable wood on weekdays. The rest of the Song family perform their duties and have their own affairs.

After three days, Xie Feng successfully built the tricycle, Song Jingwen praised himself for finding a baby, his hands-on ability is nothing to say.

There was someone who was even more excited than Song Jingwen, Lin Shiqiu wandered around the car with unsatisfied interest, and he lit a few peonies on the car, which was quite special.

Song Jingwen loaded four bicycles, two medium-sized scooters and two large-sized scooters on the tricycle.

"You ride a bicycle, and I ride a tricycle." A heavy-duty tricycle must be very solid, and it takes a lot of effort to step on it.Song Jingwen raised his legs and stepped onto the tricycle, signaling Xie Feng to follow him on his bike.

As a result, Xie Feng suddenly grabbed him from behind the car and refused to let him go, "Wait a minute."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and went to the house to take out a thick cushion, and tied it firmly to the saddle of the tricycle, then nodded with a smile, "Let's go, let's see who is faster. Although your car is big, I Pedal fast!"

so cute!Song Jingwen couldn't help but put his fist to his mouth, lest he accidentally laugh out loud.The little boyfriend thought that the bigger the car, the faster it was, so he gave up the tricycle to himself?

Song Jingwen twisted his butt restlessly, almost softening his heart.Immediately, not to be outdone, he chased after him, his smile was full of sweetness, "I have long legs, so I'm sure I can ride fast. Whoever arrives first will satisfy the other party's request. Do you dare to play?"

"I must be here first!" Xie Feng pouted and snorted, and immediately kicked his legs away.He didn't know what to ask for, but at that moment the competitive instinct in his blood prevailed.

Those who rode in the bullock carts and those who drove the bullock carts were a little dazed, feeling as if a gust of wind had blown past them, followed by a bigger cloud of dust.

Seeing it clearly this time, he turned to Nahan and said, what are the two men riding on so fast?

Only the villagers in Shipo Village and some people in Jingping Village next door knew about this new product, and the others didn't have that eye-candy at all.

Song Jingwen and Xie Feng strutted into Ningchang Town, their vehicles were neither ox carts nor donkey carts, so there was no need to deposit them.

"What kind of things are they riding? They go away as soon as they step on it. I haven't seen it before."

"I followed from under the stele. They rode faster outside, but it was so slow because there were too many people here."

It can be said that Song Jingwen's trip has earned a lot of attention and caught the attention of many people. He waved to Xie Feng in a fluttering manner, "How about it, my little ancestor. The bicycles you made will be in short supply in the future. We have to afford one." A loud slogan, just say, 'Come on, sit on a bicycle and laugh instead of sitting on a bullock cart crying.' Isn't it good?"

Xie Feng carefully let go of one hand, gently hooked Song Jingwen's little finger with the free hand, and gave him a sideways glance with a smile, "It's so ugly."

Being stared at by so many people, his face was burning, red and hot.Look at Song Jingwen again, there is nothing wrong with him, and he is still happily chatting with others.

"The ones on this car are not for sale. I will buy them at the 'Xianghuan' grocery store in five days. There will be a discount at that time."

The person who asked the question trotted all the way, pointing at the scooter unwillingly, "What about the small ones, can they be sold?"

At first glance, the owner who is not short of money will buy it even if he doesn’t know how to ride it.

The scooter was originally used as a gift, but isn't it silly to not want it when all the money is in front of you?

Song Jingwen's firm and straight body paused hesitantly, then turned his head and glanced at Xie Feng.The sights of the two meet and intertwine in mid-air, and they are tightly fused together, creating a magnetic field that no one else can interfere with.

The two stopped at the same time, as if they were one person.

Xie Feng parked the car, and took out a large-sized scooter and a medium-sized scooter from the tricycle, which were made according to the body shape of an adult, and children rode the smallest-sized scooter .

"Large four taels of silver, medium three taels of silver." Song Jingwen said slowly, Xie Feng had already stepped on the large scooter and slid in the circle made by the crowd, and he could change the direction at will by turning the front of the scooter.

Everyone exclaimed with a "wow", "This is too expensive!"

Song Jingwen shook his head, extended and shortened the bracket of the scooter, and fiddled with a few small wheels, pretending to regret, "This is made by a master. Look at the wisdom contained in it, an unprecedented work of art. There is How much money can you save in a year by using it, it can be used to coax children and is practical, it is really a treasure that is conducive to family harmony."

The author has something to say: Boss Song’s diary on October 14, 9.8th year of Yuanlong calendar

Xie Feng ran away from home, I was very confused.So I followed all the way and found that he went to count ants in the small bamboo forest.What's so good about ants, can they grow trees?