pastoral days

"Xiao Lai? This is it?" Song Gang didn't go to the workshop in the afternoon. The main reason was that he didn't have enough lunch at noon (no love lunch, no energy), so he tidied up the greenhouse at home.Hearing movement outside, he hurried out.Obediently, what's the situation.

"Hey...Brother Gang, this is what Xiaowen and I bought today." Song Lai said with an embarrassed smile.In the village, whoever bought so many things would be considered a prodigal.Zhang Ruiwen was also a little embarrassed, so he asked his father to take the lead.

"Oh, where to put it, I will put it." Song Gang is worthy of being a good husband, and if he has no other complaints, he is going to take it back with the Zhang family boy.And after a long time, it is more eye-catching in the village.

"Let's put it in the living room, Xiaowen and I will clean it up later." Song Lai gave Xiaowen a reassuring look, a little proud.

"Well, okay." Song Gang obediently went to work.Zhang Ruiwen gave Song Lai a thumbs up quietly in a place where Song Gang could not see.

Zhang Ruiwen: Inexplicably, I think of Brother Song, will he be the same as my father?

"I didn't go to the workshop this afternoon, but I found some work in the shed and replenished seedlings..." Song Gang said next to Song Lai whenever he had time, begging for praise.

"It's so amazing, thank you for your hard work. I bought cloth today, and I'll wait for you to make clothes." Song Lai hurriedly packed his things and said without distraction.

"I ate a bowl of porridge at noon..." Song Gang made a big move, his voice full of grievances.

"Okay, I'll cook in a while. I'll give you a piece of your favorite pastry to fill your stomach." Song Lai finally realized that his husband was looking for attention.

Song Gang has been fed sweetly, so let's go to work with peace of mind.

Zhang Ruiwen ate a handful of dog food beside him.Hurry up and get busy.

After a busy night, the three of them finally got things planned.Zhang Ruiwen dragged his tired body to wash and lay down on the bed.

I don't know how Brother Song is.However, according to recent news, everything in Kyoto is still very stable.Zhang Ruiwen was thinking about when Brother Song would come back.

After counting a few sheep, Zhang Ruiwen gradually fell asleep.In the dream, he was chased by a snake and ran around, and his whole body was not well.

The dream of Song Chaoyang who was thousands of miles away from him was completely different. He was dreaming of crawling out of the dog hole with Zhang Ruiwen, and then was caught by Song Lai, and finally took them out to play together. There is a hint of sweetness.

Entering the twelfth lunar month, the whole country is sorting out the harvest of the year. Song Chaoyang and Wei Zi'an often go to various dinners.There are staggering toasts and crises.If the market is good, Wei Zian can receive 3 assassinations, which is also amazing.

"I don't know who hates me so much, haha." Wei Zian could still have some fun, look at everyone's serious expressions, and tease himself with the people around him.

"..." With such a risk recently, everyone doesn't want to talk to her.

"Father invites everyone to eat Laba porridge tomorrow night," Wei Zian said after a moment of silence.

"Your Highness, you must be more careful when entering the palace. After all, we can't have so many people following after we enter the palace, and we can't enter some special places at will." Someone said sadly.

Since the twelfth lunar month, the killers seem to want no money, one batch after another.I'm afraid those people will jump over the wall in a hurry.

"Don't worry too much, I still have a little ability to protect myself. Besides, there are still many of us in the palace," Wei Zian said.

"When the time comes, adapt to the situation. Everyone should do their jobs well. Be sure to guard your posts," Song Zhaoyang said.