Evil husband dressed as a desolate prince

On the second day after Song Shijia came back, Mrs. Song invited Matchmaker Tian to Xie's house to go through the process under Song Jingwen's expectant eyes.

After the matchmaker replied beamingly, Mrs. Song and Song Xingping took Song Jingwen and a group of Song family members to Xie's house to discuss specific matters.It's quite rare for all members to be mobilized, besides, Song Jingwen is now a figure in the village, and it's inevitable that he will be surrounded and asked questions along the way.

Mrs. Lin Tian was standing under the tree at the fork and chatting with a few women. Looking at the moving crowd, she looked like a wolf who smelled the smell of meat, and rushed up, "Song Jingwen, why did you go to Xie's house? I I heard that the matchmaker was disturbed yesterday, so we will have a banquet soon?"

Song Jingwen raised his eyebrows cheaply, nodded his head rather embarrassingly, and said generously, "We can't escape the wedding banquet, and those who come to the banquet will have a share, enough! Serve everyone according to the standards of the 'Xianghuan' restaurant." The new dishes that are not available in the restaurant are also given to the villagers to try first."

Song Shijia twitched a smile, and the old lady Song patted Song Jingwen more directly. The smile on her face couldn't hold back anymore, and she said angrily, "My good grandson, don't talk about it, I haven't married a daughter-in-law yet. Tell me It’s too full to lose it.”

Song Jingwen snorted, put Mrs. Song's arm into Song Shijia's hand, jumped away from the old lady, and retorted, "Who cares, who doesn't know that Xie Feng is my unmarried husband?" Lang."

Mrs. Lin Tian groaned, clapped her hands and elbowed her little sister Zhao Chunxiu, and said happily, "Look, I bet right. He also said that Song Jingwen fell in love with Xie An. Let me tell you, I don't think anyone left." Take a look."

Zhao Chunxiu's face was a little embarrassed. This was said a long time ago, and this straight person still remembers it.It's a good thing the Lord didn't hear it, otherwise he would be embarrassing.Zhao Chunxiu hurriedly dragged Lin Tian out of the crowd, "That's what I said before, of course I can see it now, please keep your voice down."

Song Jingwen naturally heard it, and automatically skipped it. This kind of small misunderstanding will gradually disappear over time.

He happily ran to Xie's house, and shouted shamelessly outside the door, "Xie Feng, I'm here to propose marriage!"

Xie Chaoxiong suppressed a smile, looking at Xie Feng with gentle and kind eyes.The old father had another thing on his mind. Since the last time he clarified the matter between the two of them, he felt much better and his body became stronger.

The impact of mentality on the body is unpredictable, and Xie Chaoxiong's physical function has changed from the low level in the past, and it is running slowly.

Sun Cui looked at the happy expression on Xie Chaoxiong's face inexplicably. The time she spends with each other is too short, and it is only now that she realizes that Xie Chaoxiong's spirit is much better than before.

Xie Feng was not as thick-skinned as Song Jingwen, so he was so ashamed that he almost plunged his head into the cracks in the ground.He dressed up specially today, wearing his newly sewn coat and newly bought shoes, his whole body seemed to be floating in the clouds.

His fair face was stained with the aroma of ripe peaches in the mountains, and it was slightly red.The ends of the eyes were also dyed, adding a coquettish atmosphere in broad daylight.The hair deliberately picked out from the sideburns is slightly curled, which is simply too beautiful.

Song Jingwen's Adam's apple rolled for a while, his eyes were glued to Xie Feng's body, and he described the person up and down blatantly.

Xie Chaoxiong coughed expressionlessly, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes had not yet dissipated.He sat upright at the top, quietly examining Song Jingwen, and didn't stop until he looked away from the other party.

Mrs. Song and others chased after Song Jingwen, and managed to catch him, but saw that the future father-in-law had a cold face, and the cold was overwhelming.

Mrs. Song secretly pinched Song Xingping and pushed the old man out.Song Xingping glanced at Mrs. Song blindly, followed her gaze and turned his head with a shy smile, "Look, let's discuss the marriage of the two children? When will it be done and how much dowry will it be? Can I bring this up with his grandma and his sister."

Xie Chaoxiong didn't intend to shake his face either, it was because the literati couldn't stand the young people's too open style and got angry, he also curled up his mouth when he heard the words, talking with Song Xingping, "The two children seem to be inseparable for a moment Yes, it's sticky, so it's better to get things done early and worry less. It doesn't matter if your family is a man, but our family is a brother who wants to be famous. "

Song Xingping nodded and said yes, the principals of the two families directly settled the marriage in front of the parties involved, and the Song family chose the spring of next year because Song Jingwen and Mrs. Song had greeted each other.

Xie Chaoxiong didn't agree at all, he looked at Song Xingping suspiciously, and seriously doubted whether he wanted to go back on his word.

Song Jingwen stuck his neck, stretched his big hand back blindly to hold Xie Feng's hand, fingertips to fingertips, palms to palms, he said seriously, "Uncle Xie, I'm using this time to make New house. I promised you back then that if you wanted to give Xie Feng the grandest wedding, then you must not give me time to prepare."

Xie Feng grabbed Song Jingwen's arm and squeezed it between his fingers. His bones felt numb. He blinked his big eyes in amazement, his eyelashes fluttered and said flattered, "You don't need to build a house, either. No one else has a daughter-in-law. I can just live in your room with you, I don’t choose.”

Song Jingwen blew on his thick eyelashes, and smiled maliciously, "I want a golden house to hide your beauty, can you get in? Let's live in a big house, warm in winter and cool in summer, whatever is better, than green Tile-roofed houses are even better."

Xie Feng opened his eyes blankly, and forgot to close his eyes when the heat swept by. The eye sockets were wet|squeamy and warm liquid accumulated, and he didn't know whether it was blown by the wind or too moved.

Xie Feng touched the corner of his clothes, and his voice was like a mosquito, "Come in!"

Xie Chaoxiong didn't see it, he dared to say that Feng'er was spoiled by Song Jingwen.

The marriage was settled like this, Song Jingwen wished he could stay at Xie's house and not go back, but a man can't be addicted to the gentleness and degenerate like this.

Granny Song wondered why Song Jingwen didn't go to Xie's house as often as before?

One day, when Song Jingwen set out to run to the town again, she was held back by Mrs. Song. She cautiously asked, "Are you having trouble with Xie Feng?"

Song Jingwen froze for a moment, flicked his sleeves inexplicably, and smiled slyly, "That's okay, I must have a self-reflection when I got into trouble with him, he's so cute and I'm still mad at him, isn't he out of his mind? I'm just working hard Well, men, you still have to put your career first, and start a career before starting a family."

Song Jingwen thought it was a fart, because Xie Chaoxiong was too fierce, always staring at him like a boiled eagle.How dare he blatantly molested his son in front of his parents, so he had to move to Ningchang Town.

This set of rhetoric stunned Mrs. Song for a moment, and she concluded that the two did not break up and discussed meeting in the town. This is called a date for young people.

Song Jingwen received Xie Feng at the intersection, Xie Feng landed safely in his arms, and shyly rewarded him with a kiss.

Song Jingwen licked his lower lip, and couldn't help feeling that he had the foresight to buy lip balm for Xie Feng, and the kiss was so soft, soft and bouncy.Exquisite men are not going to buy their own share, so that they can use dry lips as an excuse to ask for kisses every day.

Xie Feng didn't know anything about Song Jingwen's idea of ​​waste. He sat on the back seat of the tricycle to study new blueprints. The blueprints were placed on Song Jingwen's back. Xie Feng's little finger scratched Song Jingwen's heart bit by bit, ready to move.

Xie Feng concentrated on drawing the structural diagram of the oil press dozens of times, and he had some ideas, but he still raised doubts, "Is this oil press really easier to use than a stone mill? It seems to be similar, both are Squeeze out the oil."

Xie Feng tried to squeeze peanut oil with a stone mill before, but not only did the oil yield less oil, but the operation was also cumbersome, requiring repeated grinding over and over again.

When Xie Feng said this, it was not that he didn't believe Song Jingwen, and the impact of this invention on the market was not comparable to those of the previous products.It is an exaggeration to say that it was definitely a heavy blow to Jia Guo's business circle.

Before that, the cost of peanut oil was too high due to the disproportion between the yield of peanuts and the amount of oil produced, so people generally used meat oil, that is, animal fat.The price of oil has always been high.

Song Jingwen didn't want to put pressure on him, so he waved his hand indifferently, "This machine doesn't need a donkey to push the mill, it saves effort and can increase oil production. Try it, if it doesn't work, let's find a way. After all, this year's soybeans are cheap, and we can afford to waste them." .”

Soybean oil is the most commonly used edible oil in modern times. It would be great if you mastered this oil extraction technology in ancient times.

Xie Feng put away the drawing and rubbed it on Song Jingwen's back, rolled his eyes, and cursed with a smile, "Don't waste food, if you don't succeed, cook the beans and eat them."

This little stingy guy, Song Jingwen stretched his hand behind his back, and Xie Feng's palm came up naturally.The two scratched each other's palms, playing and flirting secretly.

Just as he was talking about soybeans, a piece was sprinkled in front of his eyes.

Song Jingwen quickly withdrew his hand and stabilized the front of the car.Soybeans all over the place were crushed under the wheels, and the car body couldn't stop spinning.Xie Feng was bouncing in the back, with one hand firmly around Song Jingwen's waist, and the other hand tightly grasping the frame of the tricycle, for fear that Song Jingwen would be knocked down.

Song Jingwen, an old driver with a one-month driving experience, parked the car steadily outside the range of Huangdou's attack. He jumped out of the car, and Xie Feng also turned over and stood beside him neatly.

Song Jingwen frowned and was about to scold someone who had no sense of public morality, when he saw an old man being thrown out, hitting the solid ground with a bang, and rushing away the surrounding soybeans.

The old man was trembling with pain, presumably he was hit by the soybean grains, he curled up, staggered up after a long while, and cursed in a trembling voice, "You profiteers, black-hearted, what was agreed before!" Eight cents a catty, if you keep your word, you won’t have a son!"

The old man scolded for a while, but the food store didn't respond at all, and no one came out, the meaning couldn't be more obvious, so he scolded whatever he wanted.

The voice was strangely familiar, Song Jingwen and Xie Feng looked at each other, Xie Feng suddenly slapped his thigh, his eyes lit up, "Tang Cheng, your sister's villager Lizheng let us go last time."

This was considered a kindness to the Song family, no matter how much kindness was given, Song Jingwen couldn't help but watch a simple and honest old man being bullied.

I don't know what deal he made with the grain bank to make this kind-hearted old farmer so angry.

Song Jingwen stepped forward to support Tang Cheng, and asked with a smile, "What a coincidence, Tang Cheng and Tang Lizheng, what are you doing here? Do you need my help? Oh, why did you spill the beans all over the ground?"

Tang Cheng sighed and shook his head helplessly, "Throw away the worthless things."

You can't throw it on the road, it almost caused a car accident.What kind of thinking is this, it seems that there is a lack of trash cans on the street!

Song Jingwen swallowed the blame on his lips, and persuaded, "Soybeans are precious, they don't want them, I want them! I will take as much as your family has. He will give you eight cents a catty, and I will give you twelve cents a catty!" "

The author has something to say: Boss Song’s diary on October 15, 7.21th year of Yuanlong calendar

My wife and I sneaked out and left the child at home.Hey, the child is indeed a sequela of love, it's too noisy.I won't take him out if I don't make a fuss, hehehe.In the world of two, he is a luminous body with a sound system, so he should stay at home honestly.

My daughter-in-law and I went to the seaside, the one with the beach, and met a group of indigenous people, who bought a lot of things in exchange for the things we brought.I originally thought that the coconuts I got in exchange could make the beauty smile, but who would have thought that he suddenly dug a sandpit and buried the coconuts. He said that the skins were too green and the shells were too hard, and they were not ripe yet, so they needed to be heated.

? ? ? ? ?The daughter-in-law probably planted poisonous bananas, so she will draw inferences from one instance.

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: sleep 2 when you are full;

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