I haven't been a scumbag for many years

Xie Dongli and Song Jiu went home, and then took out all the books and homework in the schoolbag.

then……

Teach Song Jiu.

"Brother, let me teach you how to draw a big apple. The teacher taught how to draw a big apple today."

Song Jiu faintly felt that there was something wrong, but he couldn't turn his head around, so Xie Dongli taught him how to draw apples.

Xie Dongli held his hand and taught him how to draw outlines and leaves, starting from the basics.

Song Jiu was very interested.

Although the painting is not good, Xie Dongli praised him so much that he couldn't help thinking: I draw very beautifully.

Xie Dongli: "Brother, this is a banana. Can we still draw bananas?"

"Brother, let me teach you how to draw eyes."

"elder brother……"

Xie Dongli's sauerkraut is very popular online.

As long as it is on the shelves, it will be sold out. You have to wait for that time to grab it, otherwise you will never get it.

Sauerkraut comes out once a month.

If you don't get it this time, you'll have to wait until next month.

Everyone on the Internet is guessing what kind of sauerkraut will be released next month at the "After Dusk" sauerkraut shop.Because the dishes are different every month, and the taste is also different.

So, don't know what sauerkraut will be next time.

Later, Xie Dongli got some other farm stuff.

Such as dried vegetables.

Like paprika.

Like eggs.

These are to enrich the product categories in the online store.

The real big head is sauerkraut.

Growing vegetables is hard work.

After the sauerkraut made from wild cured vegetables was sold, Xie Dongli built a small, easy-to-operate machine to replace manual labor, sow seeds, plow the ground and weed...

I also buy two carts of cow dung from the ranch every six months.Song Jiu's family has ten acres of land, and they all have harvesters for rice and wheat.

Only the three mu of land reserved for myself is artificially grown and sold.

This year, only three acres of rice have been planted, and seven acres of land have been used to grow vegetables.When Xie Dongli said that, Song Jiu just nodded and replied, "Okay."

When he thanked Dongli, Xie Dongli could feel that even if he asked him to pick the stars, he might be foolish enough to use bamboo to build bamboo.

In fact, when Xie Dongli made troubles, Song Jiu always felt very strange.But he never stopped, Xie Dongli asked him for money and he gave it readily.

Song Jiu didn't know that money could be put in passbooks and cards, he only knew that money should be hidden in bags.Every time Xie Dongli received money online and accumulated to a certain level, he took out a stack of one hundred and handed it to Song Jiu.

Every time Song Jiu sees the cash, she is very happy.

I feel that my labor has not been in vain.

Make money!

If you make money, you can buy meat for Xie Dongli...

Two years later.

Xie Dongli finally dropped out of school.

He attended a kindergarten and a first grade.Song Jiu himself was only in the first grade, Xie Dongli told him: "People who have finished the first grade are already super powerful. Am I super powerful?"

Song Jiu: "Yeah." He really thinks that Xie Dongli is very powerful.

Therefore, when Xie Dongli continued to tell him, "Successfully finishing the first grade is super amazing. Those who continue to study the second grade are because they can't get [-] points in the first grade."

Song Jiu looked at Xie Dongli's two test papers, Chinese and Mathematics, both of which were [-] percent.He nodded.

Yes.

Brother, don't read it if you don't read it.

My brother is already super super powerful.

Xie Dongli breathed a sigh of relief, finally he didn't have to pretend to be a child in school anymore.terrible.

Turning around, he put his arms around Song Jiu's waist, acting coquettishly and pretending to be tender, "Brother, I got [-] points in the test, am I good?"

Song Jiu nodded, "Excellent."

Xie Dongli: "I want a reward."

There was a gentle smile in Song Jiu's eyes, he thought for a while, stood on tiptoe and kissed Xie Dongli's forehead.

Xie Dongli laughed.This year he was thirteen.

Five years passed in a flash.Those who said Song Jiu's sour words became even more sour, but no one said so in person.His heart was sour, but when he saw Song Jiu and Xie Dongli, he even smiled politely.

Because Xie Dongli and the others built a Chinese-style villa with high walls the year before last.Became the richest family in the village.

Then Xie Dongli would hire helpers every month.The wages are calculated at 200 yuan a day, which is generous and not tiring.

As for the relationship between people and neighbors, only those who have sympathy for Song Jiu, and who take care of Song Jiu from time to time when grandma is in or away, will move around.

Now, Xie Dongli took another driver's license test and bought a magic car.

In the countryside, having a magical car at home is nothing, but having a car is better than not having one.

Song Jiu was happy for a long time.

He has always been envious of those street vendors who drive to sell vegetables.

At first, he used a cart to push. Later, Xie Dongli bought a tricycle. Later, Xie Dongli was tall and muscular, and he was a big man, so he bought an electric tricycle.

But the road is not good, so it is much more convenient to have a magic car for express delivery.

night.

In the bedroom on the second floor, by the bay window.

It was snowing heavily outside.But the heating inside is sufficient.

Song Jiu is 25 years old this year, but she is still very young.He was well-raised by Xie Dongli, with well-proportioned bones and flesh, and white skin.From the toes to the strands of hair are traces of nourishment.

In fact, he didn't need to sell vegetables at all.

But Xie Dongli still let him go. Every morning, the two of them went to the vegetable field to cut fresh vegetables, put them in baskets, and then put them on the small tricycle that was still in use, transported them home, and then loaded them into the magic car.

Rain or shine, the two of them will go to the town to sell a round of vegetables basically every day as long as there are vegetables to sell.

Do something for nothing else.

The two teenagers ten years ago were both thin and thin.There is no flesh on the body, and one is thinner and taller than the other, like a bamboo pole.

However, over the years, he has eaten well and drank well, lived in affluent conditions, and was spiritually rich.The appearance has long been completely new.

It's just that Song Jiu has been so gentle since Xie Dongli saw him.

At this moment, Song Jiu is wearing a white velvet shawl, covering some parts of herself that cannot be seen by outsiders. There is a temptation to half-cover her face while holding a pipa, making people unable to look into the mystery. place.

There was a branch of plum blossom in Song Jiu's bright red and charming lips.

The plum blossom branches are in bud.

The white plum blossoms are holy and cold.

It conflicts and harmonizes with Song Jiu's charm.

Just like his own temperament is only gentle and gentle, slightly charming, but his eyes are innocent and innocent like angels.

Xie Dongli drew for Song Jiu on the two-meter-high drawing board.

The painting is full of aura and full of passionate love.Song Jiu is extremely beautiful under his brushstrokes.

Song Jiu herself is also stunningly beautiful.

Xie Dongli is very good at meticulous painting.

It took him five months to finish this painting, and it was finally finished today.

Xie Dongli walked to Song Jiu's side. Song Jiu took the clothes on the bed and slowly put them on. He didn't shy away from it, and he was used to it.

Because Xie Dongli asked him to be a model for him two years ago, the first painting Xie Dongli drew for him was

sky light

The water blue transparent window screen is slightly rippling by the wind

He's behind the window screen like an elf awakened by the morning light

Xie Dongli has painted several paintings for him.

Each one is bare.

He's used to it.

Xie Dongli came over and reached out to button Song Jiu naturally.

"Brother, thank you for your hard work."

Song Jiu shook her head with a smile.You work harder.

Xie Dongli understood what he meant and laughed.

"elder brother."

Song Jiu looked at Xie Dongli with bright eyes, what's wrong?

Xie Dongli lowered his head and kissed Song Jiu's forehead while helping him lift his pants.He said with a smile: "Although painting makes my brother very hard, but my brother is really good-looking. It would be a pity if I couldn't draw it."

"I want to draw my brother's appearance every year."

"I want to record my brother's appearance with my own hands."

Song Jiu looked at Xie Dongli tenderly and shyly, and then he said, "Take a picture with your phone."

Xie Dongli understood what he meant.What Song Jiu meant was that he could directly use his mobile phone to take pictures and record the same thing.It might be the same for him, but is it the same for Xie Dongli?

No, it's not the same at all.

Xie Dongli hugged Song Jiu affectionately.Rubbing Song Jiu's cheek, "Brother, I like you so much."

Song Jiu leaned back slightly on Xie Dongli's shoulder and looked up at him.Very pampering.

Song Jiu has long been used to Xie Dongli's intimacy with him, and...he has no way of comparing whether he loves love or family affection or family affection.

He only knows that Xie Dongli is his most important person, and that he loves him.And love, which kind, he does not know.

All of this depends on Xie Dongli's guidance.

Xie Dongli hugged Song Jiu's waist, resting his chin on the top of Song Jiu's hair, and looked at the vivid meticulous painting with Song Jiu.

Song Jiu on the top and Song Jiu in his arms, one between the fairy and the demon.One... gentle, gentle and silly.

Xie Dongli said softly to Song Jiu: "Brother, do you know what the day after tomorrow is?"

Song Jiu didn't know.

He looked at Xie Dongli questioningly, Xie Dongli smiled slightly, and kissed Song Jiu's hair top.

"It doesn't matter if brother doesn't remember. Brother will know the day after tomorrow."

Song Jiu: "?"

Although curious, he didn't ask further questions.

And he quickly put the matter behind him.

He didn't notice that in Xie Dongli's eyes looking at him, a certain desire finally turned into an extremely ferocious beast, and there was only one thread left to break through the cage of reason.Just a light pounce!

It was snowing heavily the next day, but Xie Dongli still drove out.Song Jiu stood at the door and watched his car go a long way before continuing to sweep the snow worriedly.

It is snowing and the snow is thick.I'm really afraid the car will skid.

Xie Dongli is going to pick up the courier.

Song Jiu didn't know what Xie Dongli bought.Xie Dongli would tell himself what he bought before.Song Jiu couldn't help but suddenly remembered what Xie Dongli said to him last night - does brother remember what the day after tomorrow is?

He really doesn't know what day tomorrow is.

It took Xie Dongli an hour to go back and forth to the town. Not only did he go to pick up the courier, but he also bought a washing machine with a dryer and came back.

winter snowy wet cold

spring rain

Continuous rainy season

……

Every time Song Jiu washes the clothes in the washing machine, spins them dry, and hangs them on the balcony...it's better not to hang them.Clothes are damper.

He returned home, first moved a big box to the bedroom, then went to the balcony to replace the old washing machine, and then taught Song Jiu how to use the new washing machine.

Song Jiu is quite strange.

So I washed and dried the sheets very diligently.

After lunch, I washed the sofa cover again.

Xie Dongli felt bored watching Song Jiu busy and busy.

Why is my wife so diligent in every world.

It made him... even if he didn't want to be lazy!Tut tut tut!

When sleeping at night, Song Jiu glanced several times at the unopened delivery box in the bedroom.

What is it?

Xie Dongli looked at him with a smile: "It can't be disassembled now, but it will be disassembled tomorrow night."

Song Jiu squinted and smiled.

I was very confused, so... what day is tomorrow?

It was rare for Song Jiu to be so excited, and she couldn't sleep at night.

He is now being hugged in Xie Dongli's arms, Xie Dongli's hand went in from his clothes, and his fingers rested on Song Jiu's small waist.

Song Jiu didn't feel it.

Xie Dongli, however, held the soft flesh and the just right position for resting his hands, and his heart was shaking every night, and he couldn't help himself.

The next morning, Song Jiu woke up early, looking at Xie Dongli with such big black eyes.

Wondering what's in the box.

Wondering what day it is today.

But Xie Dongli is still mysterious.

He smiled and touched Song Jiu's face, "Brother, be good, let's watch it tonight."