The otherworldly family in space

"Mom, let me help you do it together. How tiring it must be for you to connect more than 100 pieces of cloth by yourself."

Mrs. Song's fighting strength is outstanding, and finally collected 120 pieces of rags, most of which are the size of a palm, or smaller, and most of them are very regular.

It is enough to make a coat for the child.

When Mrs. Song spread out the large pile of colorful cloth pieces on the bed, thinking about how to sew the clothes to look good, Lin Xiaohe who was sitting on the side looked very greedy, and his saliva was about to flow out.

He also wanted to sew such a dress for his baby.

"Go, this is what I want to come in person. Don't try to covet my credit with my grandson." Mrs. Song is very contemptuous of Lin Xiaohe's idea of ​​wanting to get something for nothing. After begging, when the child grows up healthy and healthy, she should return a piece of cloth that can be made into ready-made clothes to each family that begged for cloth.

Mrs. Song ignored the possibility that Lin Xiaohe wanted to ask for cloth. During these days, she never let Lin Xiaohe go out alone, because she was afraid that he would fall asleep while walking on the road.

"Mom, just let me sew a sleeve." Lin Xiaohe hugged Mrs. Song's arm and pleaded shyly, "I won't fight with you over the baby."

"If you don't give it, you won't give it." Mrs. Song turned her face to the side, and it was useless to call her mother like a baby.

"Can you sew that button on for me?"

"No."

"Okay, Xiaohe, don't make trouble with your mother. When our second child is born, I will accompany you to get cloth for the baby."

"Really?" Lin Xiaohe looked at Song Ci in surprise.

"It's enough for the whole family to make one piece. The eldest child will wear it for a few years after the eldest child wears it." Mrs. Song poured cold water on these two sourly. The second grandson's surname will not be Lin's surname in the future, and they will not belong to their family. Okay, just to do it, and let the two old men of the Lin family ask for cloth and return favors, what are you doing.

"Mother, the boss has already done it, the second child, the third child, and the children born in the future have no children. Isn't it to blame us for being biased? As elders, we can't favor one another."

"The eldest grandson of the house is a great grandson, so it should be more valuable. If you think you are three years younger than Tiesheng, how could your grandma treat you better than Tiesheng?" Mrs. Song said.

One of the important reasons why most people don't make patchwork clothes is that they can't pay back favors.

If the child is not sick or in disaster, and the family has no foundation, who would ask for this.

If Song Ci gave birth to six or seven dolls, and each of them would make one, according to the current situation, the family would have to lose more than half of their wealth.

Song Ci didn't want to make Mrs. Song angry because of these things that didn't happen, so he changed the subject.It's really troublesome. If you were in modern times, just search on Taobao and give one to each baby. There are so many things.

However, Song Ci still wanted to keep the bowl of water as level as possible.

Although sometimes you may love this baby a little more, and that one may ignore some. In terms of material, I don't want them to have too much difference.

For the sake of his son's clothes money, Song Ci finally thought about how to open up the business of the shop after finishing his daydream of his son Xingwang giving birth to a basketball team.In his previous life, people were struggling for the money for milk powder, but now he has to work hard for the money for the baby's clothes. Life really can't be easy.

Cloth costs seven to eight hundred yuan, which means seventy or eighty bolts of cloth. Cotton cloth costs more than 800 taels, and coarse cloth costs seven to eighty taels. Such a large amount of money, although only a single ginseng is enough, it has not yet reached the level of spending money like dirt in their family. His mother probably didn't agree with such a flower.

He probably didn't dare to be so lavish.

After letting go of worries, and not being so tired every day haha, Song Ci and Lin Xiaohe finally felt sweet and tired of being together at night.

That night, after Mrs. Song fell asleep, Song Ci brought Lin Xiaohe into the space for another meal.

"Song Ergou, I want to drink strawberry juice."

"it is good."

Then Lin Xiaohe saw the fresh red strawberries again, which turned into a bowl of bright red and delicious liquid under a few rotations of the so-called juice machine, and still felt that such a scene was very miraculous.

"Song Ergou, let's raise some chickens, ducks and pigs in these open spaces." Lin Xiaohe said after drinking the juice and eating an orange.

There are 80 mu of land in the Song Ci space, and more than [-] mu were used. The remaining [-] mu is a lush grassland with some flowers planted on it. Although it is very beautiful, Lin Xiaohe always feels that the land is like this. When the special waste is idle, I think about what can be used for it.

"No, this place is so clean, you are willing to get some chickens, ducks and geese to dirty the inside, I am not even willing to raise fish." The fish raised in Lingquan water, I don't know how delicious it is.

But in order to prevent them from polluting the spring water, Song Ci held back his saliva and resolutely did not raise it, let alone other things.

"Then plant some more grain." Lin Xiaohe also felt that it was a pity to make the fairy cave mansion dirty. The grain would not be eaten up in this life, and it seemed useless to plant it again.

"Or, let's dig a small pond next to it to raise fish."

"Baby, don't underestimate these flowers and plants, they are actually very useful."

"What's the use?"

"If you take out the peonies and camellias in those places, some people are willing to spend a lot of money to beg us to buy them. The sunflowers there can be fried with melon seeds." Song Ci said.

Lin Xiaohe's mouth has grown, these fairy things are so valuable.

But it's a pity that there is no way to explain the source.

In fact, where are the things of immortals, those rare flowers are just new varieties that Song Ci randomly scattered two seeds at the beginning, and after countless generations of accelerated growth in space, they were just new varieties that mutated.

Song Ci didn't take care of it.

It's just an old saying, without a backing, he himself is not short of money, Song Ci has not touched the thoughts of these flowers and plants, it is good to let it be pleasing to the eye, if life is only left with eating and drinking, wouldn't it be too boring.

"Leave them alone, the water is boiled, let's take a bath."

Lin Xiaohe's face flushed when he heard that he was taking a bath, "Turn around."

"Why are you ashamed? It's not like we haven't washed together." Song Ci immediately hugged Lin Xiaohe, took off his belt, stripped Lin Xiaohe of his clothes one by one, and threw the clothes casually on the ground.

Restraining his restless heart, Song Ci carried the man into the wooden barrel, and then jumped into it himself, causing a large splash of water.

Lin Xiaohe squinted his eyes and covered his head with his arms to prevent the spray from entering his eyes.

Lin Xiaohe's skin under his clothes used to be fair and tender, only his face was a little darker. Recently, under Song Ci's care, his complexion has become better, and he has become more beautiful.

There is a hint of the charm of being a husband.

Although Lin Xiaohe slowly accepted this kind of thing of bathing together under Song Ci's training, he was still shy. Zhu Song Ci buried himself in his chest and did not move.

"Baby, I won't be polite if you take the initiative."

"Hmph." Lin Xiaohe didn't say a word, he hasn't been three months yet, Song Ergou didn't dare to touch him at all.

Of course, Song Ci didn't dare to touch Lin Xiaohe, and when he was helping others take a bath, it was also a welfare, isn't it.Even though he couldn't do anything, Song Ci enjoyed it very much.

Zheng Fang's talent in martial arts is more than a little better than Song Ci and Lin Xiaohe.Song Ci was used like a show, and Lin Xiaohe had learned darts for a long time and hadn't even developed his strength yet. When it was in Zheng Fang's hands, he could use it like a finger, and he could shoot wherever he pointed.

I learned not to speak in two days. Although it is not a hundred hits, Zheng Fang can always hit seven or eight out of ten times.

At that moment, Song Ci suddenly believed that Li Yuanba's double hammers might really weigh eight hundred catties.

The abilities of the ancients really cannot be measured casually by today's people.

"Zheng Fang, Ergou said, I told you not to bring your prey in the future." When Zheng Fang sent a silly roe deer and two hares that he had hit with darts to Song's house on the third day, Mrs. Song told him again. He said, "That dart, it's not Ergou's thing, it's just looking for a successor for the master, it's your fate if you learn it, don't be so polite."

"Ms. Song, this is a teacher. I will send it off again today. I won't come tomorrow." Zheng Fang said.

"Okay, let's accept this last time. Don't come tomorrow. It's too real for me to say you are a kid."

Zheng Fang didn't say anything, Song Ergou taught him how to make darts and how to throw darts, without any water mixed in, and taught him honestly, that's why he learned so fast.Although the two of them do not have the status of master and apprentice, they still have such a friendship.

Moreover, Song Ergou said that he came up with a meteor dart himself, and after he finished drawing it in two days, he would ask him to study it together.

It's just sending some prey, and it's hard to repay Song Ergou's friendship to him.

In fact, people who have been gangsters are not useless, at least in terms of morality and friendship, they are much better than most people who only focus on daily necessities.

Zheng Fang, Song Ergou's friend, sincerely recognized it.

Mrs. Song watched Zheng Fangyuan's back, feeling pity in her heart, such a good child, it would be great to be a son-in-law, why doesn't their family have a young brother or girl of the right age.

Song Ci relied on this method to get a good friend in this other world.

The villagers were very puzzled that Zheng Fang had mixed up with Song Ergou.A good young man and a young man suspected of being reformed have become friends. How can such a conversation be let go.

I heard that Zheng Fang taught Song Ergou to hunt. Someone saw them putting hidden weapons together in the grove that day.

Hearing that Zheng Fang gave Song Ergou his prey, Song Jin couldn't keep his mouth shut these two days.

"Brother Ergou, why did Zheng Fang fall in love with you?" Song Shisheng, who had won his trust, felt a little depressed when his idol was seduced by Brother Ergou first.

"Of course it's my clever head."

"Say it or not." Song Shisheng pointed at Song Ci threateningly with a poker.

"Tell me, can I help you guys get a line again?" Song Ci said cowardly.

If you were a brother, I doubt you would like to be someone else.

Song Shisheng, who didn't know what Song Ci was up to, was finally satisfied.