Evil husband dressed as a desolate prince

On the next day, in the evening, an ox cart and two tricycles slowly drove into Shipo Village, heading straight for Song's house.

It was only when the cart reached the front that I realized that the speed of the ox cart was not slow, as if it was in a hurry.On the contrary, the driver of the tricycle is cautious and slows down in advance when encountering bumpy roads.The pocket on the car shook and fell back to its original place heavily.

A well-informed person got the letter a long time ago, knowing that Song Jingwen was going to build a new house, and he had set aside a big piece of land, so he was very envious.He felt that the Song family was rich, but also envied Xie Feng's good life.

Song Xingping approached the village chief to approve a piece of land. Because it was used to build a factory, he deliberately found a relatively remote place.

Song Jingwen hired two women to cook for the workers who built the house, and ordered, "There must be meat and vegetables every day. If you have any requirements, tell my grandma one day in advance."

Building a house is manual work, of course there must be hard food, and Song Jingwen is not a harsh master.

These two women were picked out by Mrs. Song herself. The house is not busy, and the dishes are delicious.The two nodded quickly, honestly, "Don't worry, let them eat well."

Zhang Yuetao had a small round face and looked very kind. She laughed loudly and said, "My man is also inside, so I have time to cook. If the food is not good, you don't need to tell him to go back and scold me." "

The other woman is Mrs. Li, who is much more stable than Zhang Yuetao, and two people with different personalities can complement each other when they work together.

Song Jingwen has been looking for Zi Ren without a break, and there is absolutely no delay in the matter of the house.The house must be built first before the beans can be purchased, and there is no rush for oil presses and the like.

"You want to build something like this?" Lin Tong held the blueprint and frowned, obviously expressing doubts about the frame of the house in front of him, "Your house has a flat roof, isn't it afraid of collapsing when it rains? The rainwater is all accumulated on it , the house will not bear it."

Lin Shiqiu curiously took the blueprint from his friend, and replied before Song Jingwen could speak, "Go ahead and build it boldly. You can see that there is a pipe on the roof that must be used for drainage, so don't worry about it." .”

Lin Shiqiu looked down at the drawings obsessively again, gearing up for the construction of the house, "Can I follow along? If there is a stonemason, there must be a carpenter. I can just follow along."

Song Jingwen had no objection, "Did Xie Feng say that? If there is free time there, it would be a good thing for you to help."

Lin Shiqiu nodded with a smile. Now the production of bicycles does not need him to follow all the time.Xie Feng is researching some kind of machine recently, and he also wants to get in touch with something new.

Song Jingwen and Lin Tong discussed the specific structure of the house, and added a roof to the two-storey house, "Six rooms are separated on each floor, and a guardrail is added to the roof."

Song Jingwen released the news that he wanted to recruit people, and the men in the whole village and several neighboring villages were moved.Forty Wen a day, plus a lunch.

This time, Song Jingwen did not require that he must be from Shipo Village. Those who are capable are qualified, and anyone who is strong can come to earn this hard money.

Song Xingping's two brothers and their son and grandson all came to help. Building a house is a big deal, so the brothers also extended their hands to help.Without asking for wages, Song Jingwen had no choice but to send two scooters to his family in return.

Song Jingwen was looking at the general scope of Lin Tong's framed house on the open space. Song Zhihe brought Lin An up to him, "Brother An is very strong, so I brought him here."

Lin An stared blankly at Song Zhihe, saw Song Jingwen along his fingers, and suddenly grinned.I don't know who taught him what he said, Lin An patted his chest and repeated rigidly, "I can do a lot of work, I have great strength, and I won't cause trouble. I am obedient and capable, and I have endured hardship."

Song Jingwen threw away the branch in his hand, dumbfounded, "Yes, I am also happy to invite someone with such strength."

Song Zhihe coughed while covering Lin An's head, and promised, "I will watch him. His father is out, and I was worried that he was home alone, so I brought him here."

"Woo~" The old cow gasped and let out two mouthfuls of hot air, his limbs trembling.Tang Cheng jumped down from the bullock cart and happened to see Song Shijia. He waved the bullwhip in his hand and shouted, "Song Shijia, is your brother at home? I brought him beans."

Song Shijia hadn't been out of the Song family's house since he came back to avoid seeing people from the Tang family, and just wandered around in the yard, but was stunned when he saw an acquaintance.

She wiped her face, hurried to open the door, and said pleasantly, "I'm at home, I'm going over there to see the house being built. I'll let Song Yu call him, and you come in and sit down first."

Tang Cheng looked behind, and saw two tricycles parked at the gate of the courtyard with wind and dust, "My son is still behind, and there are also beans in the car."

Song Shijia was shocked in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He muttered to himself, why did Song Jingwen buy so many soybeans.

After a while, Song Jingwen came back carrying a log, wiped off the sweat on his face, and counted the number in his pocket, "Uncle Tang, here we come. Are all the soybeans here?"

Tang Cheng thought he thought it was too much, rubbed his hands embarrassingly, his whole face was dark and red, "I left a hundred catties at home, and the rest are here."

He has pulled them all over, of course he can't just ship them back like this, he and his wife boasted to Haikou last night that this year's soybeans will not worry about not being sold.

Song Jingwen shook his head, "It's okay, I will accept as much as you want, the more the better."

Tang Cheng was circling happily, and Tang Fu and Tang Gui were also delighted to grab each other's hand. They didn't expect what their father said yesterday to be true, so many soybeans were really collected, and it was still at a high price of twelve cents.

Without Song Jingwen's actions, Tang Cheng and his two sons unloaded all the goods, and the tired cow immediately lay down on the ground, grazing bitterly with its big tearful eyes open.

Song Jingwen and Song Shijia poured the soybeans into the granary, "Sister, pick and see if there are any bad beans."

Song Shijia pulled down Song Jingwen's sleeve, winked at him secretly, and said in a low voice, "If you don't use up so much, it will go bad if you leave it at home. Soybeans will get moldy, just buy new ones every year."

Song Jingwen patted the back of Song Shijia's hand and gave her a comforting look, "It's okay, have you seen the house that is going to be built over there? They are all used to hold soybeans. How much soybeans do you think will be used? Eight hundred catties no Whatever it is, it's all over."

Song Jingwen brushed off the ashes on his body, and said seriously, "You have eight hundred catties here, and I'll give you nine taels and six hundred Wen, and you take it well."

Tang Cheng was still a little dazed when he left the Song family's yard. He had planted a full six acres of land and sold it for nine taels of silver!

Song Jingwen intentionally told Tang Cheng how much soybeans he would receive, in order to let him go back to make a publicity, and naturally he would not worry about no one giving him beans.

Song Jingwen picked up the wood and said to Song Shijia who was frowning and didn't know what he was thinking, "Sister, if you have nothing to do, you can go to the town. The second uncle and the third uncle sell bicycles in the town, and grandpa also works as a chef in a restaurant. Go listen to the storytelling, the storyteller in the restaurant is very eloquent."

He was really afraid that Song Shijia would be stupid staying at home. Every time he saw that the other party was either in a daze or knitting clothes, and he didn't walk out of the door, it was worrying.

Song Shijia pushed Song Jingwen with a forced smile, "Go quickly, I'm fine. Don't make people wait, this wood is for Xie Feng to move."

Song Jingwen chuckled, and shook the wood on his shoulders without any effort, "Then I'm leaving."

Song Shijia turned cold after he left, sat expressionlessly in the yard, and sighed helplessly. She was a little worried about her son Tang Xiuwen.Tian Qiuxia has always hated seeing her brother, and wonders if Tang Ruisheng can protect the child after she leaves.

One was distracted, and the needle tip pierced the pulp of the finger.

"Be good, Feng'er, open the door quickly, brother is back!" Song Jingwen slammed the wood against Xie Feng's door, trying to coax the little white rabbit and the big bad wolf with a suppressed smile.

Xie Feng opened the door shyly and embarrassingly, and Song Jingwen saw Song Zichen sitting on the stool with a flushed face, his head drooping restlessly.

Cough, it's a bit embarrassing for the little love between partners to be broken by outsiders.

However, Song Jingwen has a thick skin, he carried the wood into the door openly, and glanced at Song Zichen as if he had just noticed Song Zichen, "Oh, you're here too! Why did you come here? Does the lactone have any clues?"

Song Zichen pinched the paper in his hand and replied stumbledly, "No, no. There are words, no, I don't know them, so I have to ask Xie Feng."

Song Jingwen had to give a sweet date after hitting a stick, and said affirmatively, "The candy was done well last time, and the cotton candy was not enough to sell. This shows that you are very talented in this area, young man, come on!"

Xie Feng stuffed a sugar snowball into Song Jingwen's mouth involuntarily, pinched his neck in distress, and slowly slid his slender fingers to Song Jingwen's Adam's apple, playing with it mischievously, "This time the sugar snowball Delicious, don't mention Zichen, he is serious about learning to read and write."

Xie Feng thought for a while and laughed, "In your words, you are an unscrupulous boss who doesn't give his subordinates a rest."

Song Jingwen grabbed Xie Feng's troublesome hand with a smile, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes, "Do you know what will happen if you touch my Adam's apple?"

Xie Feng's eyelashes trembled, fluttering like a bone saucer, and a wasp danced. He blinked innocently, like an ignorant child, touched Song Jingwen's Adam's apple again, and asked with a smile, "What will happen? ?”

Song Jingwen quickly hugged him into his arms, held Xie Feng's waist with one hand, pinched his neck with the other, sprayed hot breath into Xie Feng's ears, and said with a low smile, "I will eat you!"

Song Zichen blushed in bewilderment, more shy than the person involved, and almost got up to leave, he was so shy as a manless brother, he wanted to get into the closet.

From the corner of his eyes, Xie Feng saw that Song Zichen's head was almost in contact with the table. He jumped off Song Jingwen's body in embarrassment, and pressed his cheek with the back of his hand. Song Zichen didn't know how much he heard.

Song Jingwen pointed his face on the table calmly, and taught Song Zichen his experience earnestly, "Life is such a short life, and if you meet someone you like, you should go after someone you like. Don't be shy. If I'm thin-skinned, can I chase Xie Feng? Impossible. We have to promote freedom, and sometimes it’s a lifetime to miss it, so we have to regret it.”

Song Zichen listened with gusto, and was completely fooled by Song Jingwen. He looked at the love master Song Jingwen adoringly, and Xie Feng's eyes were full of envy.Since then, I have listened to Song Jingwen's Love Collection from time to time.

The author has something to say: Boss Song’s diary on October 14, 11.5th year of Yuanlong calendar

Today's mahjong is two short of two, so my wife called Bai Jinrong, and I called Cha Jinwu.These two people are really hopeless, Xie Feng and I have settled down, and we haven't seen any movement between the two of them, could it be that we are playing the trick of crushing on each other?

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: I love green vegetables 10 bottles;

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