Don't act like a baby [Transmigration Book]

Zhao Jindong went to take a bath, and Song Chen was wandering in the bedroom alone, and found that the pot of Yong Huai Su placed by the bed was not as beautiful as a few days ago, as if it was about to wither, but he remembered Mrs. The most famous thing about Huai Su is that besides its beautiful appearance, it blooms for a long time and won't bloom for several months.

He didn't know what was wrong.There are tens of thousands of flowers in a pot, if they just die like this, it will really make him feel distressed.

He went downstairs with flowers in his arms, the lights in the hall had already been extinguished, only the lights near the kitchen and corridor were left, Wang Ma was about to rest, when she saw him coming downstairs, she came out and said: "Haven't you rested yet? "

Song Chen nodded: "Master Zheng is staying with us recently, or has he gone home?"

"His wife passed away this spring. Since then, he seldom went back to his house, and lived in the greenhouse for eight out of ten days. What happened to your flowers?"

Song Chen said: "I think he looks sick, I'll show him."

Wang Ma said, "The grass has just been watered today, you should walk on the gravel road, and don't cross the grass."

"understood."

Song Chen hugged Yong Huaisu and went out. He was only wearing a nightgown, and it was still a bit cold when the wind blew outside.

The flower house is in the back yard, which is a separate building. When he walked in the manor, he saw the darkness around him, so he walked quickly. Fortunately, Master Zheng was not asleep yet.

Master Zheng was very happy when he saw the pot of Yong Huai Su. He really enjoyed Song Chen's favor. He has seen many precious flowers in his life: "I have heard that the second young master gave you a pot of Yong Huai Su. I’ve been wanting to see it for a long time, this genuine flower is very expensive, I’ve only seen it online.”

"Then I'll let you go, and you take good care of it."

Song Chen didn't stay in the greenhouse for too long, but after he entered, he was attracted by the fragrance of the flowers inside. The smell of blooming flowers at night was stronger, so he picked two pink and white flowers and came out of the greenhouse with them.

When I walked to the door of the house, I saw a car coming from a distance. He was holding flowers and standing on the porch. Wang Ma also came out from inside and said, "Xiao Chen, you should go in. I think it seems to be a new one." car."

They all knew what Zhao Xinzhi was thinking about Song Chen. It had only been a few days since there was a commotion, and Wang Ma was an old man in the family. She felt that Song Chen and Zhao Xinzhi seldom met.

Song Chen wanted to go in when he heard the words, but when he got to the door, the car horn sounded, so he had no choice but to stop, and stood on the porch with Wang Ma, watching the car stop in front.

Zhao Xin got out of the car and said, "You still run when you see me."

"Brother is back so late."

"I see that Zhou Yunyun's circle of friends has posted you again, and I'm worried about you, so come back and have a look."

"I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me." Song Chen said, "She was talking nonsense. She broke her nose by herself, not me."

"I think she also deserves a beating, because she is a woman, she is getting more and more slapped."

He said he entered the door with Song Chen and the others, Wang Ma asked him: "Are you hungry, do you want to eat?"

"Send a plate of fruit later." Zhao Xinzhi said.

Wang Ma went to the kitchen to prepare fruit, and Zhao Xinzhi and Song Chen went upstairs together: "What kind of flower is this?"

"I folded it casually, and I don't know."

"There are also flowers you don't know." Zhao Xinzhi smiled.

Just smiled, looked up and saw Mrs. Zhao.

Mrs. Zhao was wearing a nightgown, folded her arms and said, "Why are you honking the horn in the middle of the night?"

Zhao Xinzhi didn't speak, and Song Chen took the opportunity to say, "Then I'll go back to my room and sleep. Good night, mom, good night, brother."

Zhao Xinzhi watched him rush upstairs, and then looked at Mrs. Zhao.

Mrs. Zhao said: "I thought you learned a lesson, why are you coming back?"

"This is my home, why can I come back. I thought my mother was looking forward to my return every day."

Mrs. Zhao was a little helpless, and her gloomy face softened: "Xin Zhi..."

Zhao Xinzhi didn't speak, and went upstairs directly. The smell of perfume on his body was mixed with the smell of cigarettes, which was a bit unpleasant.

Before Zhao Jindong came out of the bathroom, Song Chen put the freshly folded flowers in a bottle and placed them on the bedside.

When the light shines, it looks similar to that pot of Yong Huai Su, but the flower color is different, it should be a kind of orchid.He leaned over and smelled it, the fragrance was very faint.

Zhao Jindong came out of the shower, saw it, and asked, "Where is the pot of Yong Huai Su?"

"I think it's a bit dull, so I took it to the greenhouse to take care of Master Zheng."

Zhao Jindong didn't speak, and took a cup to drink water.

He seems to drink water after taking a bath, which is a living habit.To Song Chen, Zhao Jindong, who just came out of the shower and drank water in a bathrobe, was very sexy.

When he met Zhao Jindong for the first time, he was caught by the scene of him drinking water.There is an inexplicable lust in the swallowing throat, which can easily make people fantasize.

He coughed lightly, lifted the quilt and sat on the bed.After a while, Zhao Jindong also went to bed, took out his tablet, put on his glasses, and started his evening work.

He found that Zhao Jindong was actually working very hard, a little different from what he thought of as a kid from a rich family, and much busier than he thought.He thought the boss was just signing documents and issuing orders, and it should be easy all day long.

Zhao Jindong was busy with work, and he was viciously playing with his mobile phone next to him.

Song Chen found that his novel finally welcomed many real readers.

Probably because he voted a lot, he was voted on the Overlord List, and suddenly there were a lot of clicks and comments, and the exposure came out. There are seven or eight comments from new readers, and the latest one is: "Expect follow-up".

It can make readers want to continue reading after reading it, which is also a comfort.

Although there is no such thing as "why is it so beautiful", "it's so beautiful".

But what he is more concerned about right now is who is the "like treasure" who threw him the thunder, and he intuitively feels that it should be Zhao Xinzhi.

He had just watched it not long ago, and his tone was more like him. He had always been doting on Song Chen.

It was embarrassing enough that he mistakenly thought it was Zhao Jindong.

It seems that Zhao Jindong is still very indifferent to him.But it doesn't matter, he will let Zhao Jindong slowly change his view of him.

Don't be liked by the person you like, but at least don't let the other person hate you.

He sent a message to ask Sun Sihai how he did in the later stage.

Sun Sihai replied: "I'm still working on it. This time I used some special effects. I'm not satisfied with the effect of the first version. I asked them to redo it tonight."

Song Chen replied, "Don't tell them to work overtime, don't worry."

Sun Sihai replied with an OK expression.

What Song Chen really wanted to deal with was the farmhouse. The old housekeeper said that the building materials had already been picked up the mountain, because the main houses were wooden houses, and most of them could be obtained locally.Song Chen asked him to find the villagers in Menggu Village and surrounding villages: "Anyone who can work is fine, and someone who knows a little about building houses is even better."

The old housekeeper asked: "Don't you want a professional construction team?"

"No, we can build whatever the local houses are like. You don't need to make them fancy. After the house is built, I will find a designer to decorate and design it. Just clean it up. You can find it as much as possible. Local people, also find some livelihood for them.”

The old butler said: "You can't do this. Doing business is not doing charity. You can't keep thinking about them."

Song Chen said: "Anyway, it's not for making money. If you can help someone, that's one."

He is really happy from the bottom of his heart to be able to help people in the mountains. He used to think that if he is prosperous, he can do some kind of charity and help the needy households, and he will definitely have a sense of accomplishment. I feel motivated all over.

Creating the conditions to make money for the local people as much as possible is of more long-term significance than giving them red envelopes during festivals.Getting something without paying sometimes turns into a story of a farmer and a snake. People in rural areas are simple, but sometimes they are more greedy. It depends on how to deal with it.

"Don't worry here, I don't have much to do now, I'll keep an eye on you all day long."

"Forget it in normal times. If it rains and the mountain road is difficult to walk, then don't go. Be careful."

The old butler said, "I know."

After he hung up the phone, Zhao Jindong asked him, "What are you doing, building a house?"

Song Chen nodded and said, "I see a place in Dongdong Mountain, and I plan to build a farmhouse in that kind of plum blossom, so that if tourists come to play, they will have a place to rest and eat."

Zhao Jindong asked, "Don't you have a flower field in Wenchang?"

"I made another one." Song Chen said.

Zhao Jindong didn't say anything after hearing this.

Anyway, Song Chen always remembered that it was a one-off, and he thought that Song Chen was messing around again for his hobby.

"In the video I shot last time, the old plum tree was there. I originally wanted to buy plum blossoms and plant them in the Wenchang flower field, but I heard that the old plum tree was hundreds of years old, so I ran over with Uncle Bai. After looking at it, I fell in love with it at a glance, and bought the old plum tree. I was afraid of transplanting it to Wenchang, in case it would die again, or it would not bloom this year, so I simply built one over there. Plum Blossom Field, I bought a lot of small plum trees and planted them in the field, when the plum blossoms bloom in winter, I invite you to go and see them together?"

Zhao Jindong glanced at Song Chen and said, "We'll see when the time comes."

They didn't even answer him directly.

Song Chen lay on the bed and flicked his phone, then turned his head after a while and said, "What are you looking at, are you free? How busy are you, you don't even have time."

Zhao Jindong said, "If it was years ago, I might not be free."

Every year, two or three months before the Spring Festival, he is so busy that he never touches the ground.That is to say, the few days during the Spring Festival are a little looser, and when I go to work after the year, the company has a lot of things to do.

His winter is very busy, even during the Spring Festival, it is relatively loose. Now the brothers have started to shoulder the burden, there are many people to visit during the Spring Festival, and there are so many dinners that there are no three in a day. over.

In the Zhao family, only Song Chen's Spring Festival is loose...he is loose all year round, except for playing.

A veritable idle boy.

"How much money did you invest in this time?" Zhao Jindong asked.

Song Chen lay down beside him, put his hands on his stomach, and said, "I don't know the specifics, but Uncle Bai is in charge. It's probably tens of thousands or 10,000+. It's mainly the money to buy plum blossoms, and some labor costs. .”

"You have spent a lot on planting flowers these years. I don't know how large-scale your farmhouse is. If you don't have enough money, I will give you an idea. There are so many rare flowers in your greenhouse, how many pots can you sell? Go out, the money is in place."

"The two of us want to go together!" Song Chen rolled over and looked at him on his stomach again: "I have thought about this too, but I still have a lot of cards in my card, which I can't use up. Dad just gave me some time ago. A lot of money was transferred.”

He also had this idea before checking his bank card.In fact, there are too many things he can sell. Just selling those gadgets like "Jinzhiyuye" is enough for him to spend his whole life!

Infected by his appearance, Zhao Jindong smiled at the corner of his mouth, his glasses glowed flat, and said, "Our family belongs to you if you are rich."

The few brothers are wealthy, but when it comes to the cash or valuables in hand, the four brothers together are not as rich as Song Chen alone.

"If you need money, tell me, I'm really rich." Song Chen said with a smile.

Zhao Jindong looked at the smile on Song Chen's face through his glasses, it was bright and soft.

"I don't need it." Zhao Jindong said.

It's really rare for the two of them to have such a long conversation, and the atmosphere is good, without any tension, and it's a bit like what married life should be like.Song Chen was greedy for such warmth, racked his brains to continue the conversation, and continued, "Don't buy me such expensive flowers as Yong Huai Su in the future. In fact, as long as the flowers look good, it doesn't matter if they are expensive or not." .”

"Don't you just love expensive ones?"

Song Chen said: "I'm already expensive enough, I can't afford it anymore."

Zhao Jindong put down the tablet in his hand and looked at him.

Song Chen continued: "Although we've been living together, I haven't cared much about you. How short-sighted are you? You already wear glasses."

Zhao Jindong said, "One or two hundred, and I wear it when I work at night... What's the matter with you?"

"what?"

"Why are you a little abnormal?" Zhao Jindong looked at him seriously.

……

Song Chen stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, and said, "After applying the medicine you gave me, I will be gentle with you. Why, do you want me to be cruel to you?"

Zhao Jindong picked up the tablet again and said, "Nervous."

Song Chen laughed and lay down again. Now he can freely switch between gentleness and fierceness. He is a little nervous and moody, which fits Song Chen's usual image.

Hearing his muffled laughter, Zhao Jindong drifted away from the corner of his eyes again. Seeing Song Chen looking at him and smiling, he straightened his gaze again, pretending not to see it.

Song Chen looks at him now with more naked eyes than before. Before, he would pretend to be fierce and use indifference to disguise, and only dared to look at him secretly, but now he is blatant.

But he was very useful in his heart.

So many people like Song Chen, but in the end they can't catch up with the flattery. He was indifferent to Song Chen, but he won his heart. Thinking about it carefully, it's actually very happy.

It's more fulfilling than climbing up a few levels in the company.

Maybe I am so happy in my heart that I occasionally have some stupid thoughts, such as being tempted by the current harmonious atmosphere and wanting to do something more harmonious.

He had to kill this stupid idea in time. His highest goal was to make Song Chen fall in love with him, but Song Chen couldn't eat a single bite.

As he was thinking this way, he suddenly thought of the scene where Song Chen gave him food.

The plump and beautiful lips that once attracted his attention on the big screen looked distorted by stretching...

I fuck.

Zhao Jindong was shocked.