Song Jitong is the third child of the Song family, his parents died early, he can be regarded as raised by his two elder brothers, but the two elder brothers are busy making a living every day, and they do not have much restraint on him.

He has been the child king of this village since he was a child, a person who walks sideways, goes up the mountain to fight tigers, and does a lot of things to fish in the water, and he is very familiar with every piece of land in this village.

But now when I come back, I feel so strange, as if everything has become so fast.

"It seems that the old banyan tree has not changed?"

Song Jitong stood under the old banyan tree at the head of the village, looking at this familiar tree, and couldn't help laughing.

"Baby, you're a little familiar!"

Under the old banyan tree, a large group of old people often gather to brag and fart, play chess and chat, and an old man glanced at Song Jitong and couldn't help but say.

"Uncle Wang, I, Song Laosan!"

Song Jitong knows the old man, the old man is old, how much can he become, when these old guys were young, they were all people who reprimanded bad children like Song Jitong.

"I remember, the third child of the Song family, what's your name!"

The old man watched it for a long time, and suddenly remembered.

"It's called Jitong!"

An old man of the Song family next to him said: "Jiming Jifang's younger brother, a guy who is not angry, has been running away for ten years!"

"Uncle Thirteen!"

Song Jitong naturally remembered the old man in front of him, and said with some sneer: "Didn't I come back!"

"It's good to be back!"

Another old man said: "Our village is better now, don't run so far in the future, the family is reunited, it's better than anything else!"

"That's, that's!" Song Jitong could only nod.

"Uncle Thirteen, Uncle Wang, you continue to chat, Jifang is waiting for this kid at home, I'll take him back first!" Song Jiming came over and said with a smile.

"Go, go, go!"

A couple of old guys continued to play chess and fart.

After entering the village, Song Jitong couldn't help but shout again: "These are all villas, if I don't know, I really think that the high-end community I came from is not a rural area!"

"Shanzi said, our prosperity is the flaunt of the new countryside, so we have to do this!" Song Jiming looked at the buildings of the idyllic villas one by one, located in every place in the village, and there was a bit of satisfaction in his eyes.

Don't talk about Song Jitong.

Even if it is him Song Jiming, watching these small villas built, but every time he looks at it, he feels an incredible feeling, this abundance was still poor a few years ago, but in just a few years, it is already a beautiful new countryside.

He felt like he was dreaming.

"But brother, take me with you, maybe I'll come, I don't know the way!"

Song Ji said with empathy.

These village roads are all new roads, and the village residential areas are all hard-bottomed roads, most of which are asphalt roads, although they are not big, and the planning is not very neat, but they are very distinctive.

"Walk a few more times and you'll get used to it!"

Song Jiming said.

They walked all the way and said hello a lot, and when they returned to Song Jifang's villa, basically the whole village knew that the third child of the Song family had returned.

Song family villa.

Today, Song Jifang rested, and his particularly energetic career was put aside, catching a big rooster and an old hen from the chicken farm, and a reservoir duck from the duck farm.

Then also took some top quality ingredients from the property.

Hands-on cooking.

He hasn't been cooking for many years, and now Chen Ruhui is cooking, but in fact, Song Jifang can cook, and his skills are quite good, he didn't have this time before, and he finished the hardest and most tiring work, and he handed over the cooking to Chen Ruhui, and then he didn't want to do it, and he didn't want his daughter-in-law to know that his talent for cooking was good, so he naturally wouldn't expose his talent.

But I'm in a good mood today, so I don't care about it.

He cooks all the farmhouse dishes of the Northwest.

Dry pot chestnut chicken, gourd chicken, with knuckles...... Wait a minute.

Color, flavor, and flavor.

Today, the Song family is also complete.

The four brothers and sisters of the Song family have all arrived, Song Jiang and Song Xiu rushed back last night, Song Xiu has been on vacation, she is just picking up work, and she is not afraid not to come back under the order of her father.

Song Jin also came back the night before yesterday, and came back from Mingzhu, just after Mingzhu's winter fashion show was completed, he flew back overnight, and when he returned to Fengsheng, it was already morning.

On Song Jiming's side, Song Hao has been decadent for two months, and he has been nesting at home, he is simply a decadent young man, and he almost broke off Song Jiming's relationship.

Song Yao naturally came back, taking her husband and children with her.

Now the Song family already has two children, one is Song Yao's child, and the other is Song Jiang's child, the two children can play together, don't look at the Song Jiang family's child is not yet a full year old, but this is so smart, even the child of Song Yao's family can only be his little brother.

At this time, the eldest aunt and the mother Chen Ruhui were also helping to cook, but a group of children had nothing to do, sitting in the courtyard, drinking tea and chatting.

Song Shan was the latest to come back, who let him have a lot of things to do today, and when he came back, it was almost time to finish eating.

"It's up to you to take care of our family!"

Song Jiang said jokingly.

"Huh!"

Song Shan smirked a few times, scolded him, and said, "Boss, it's not your fault, I used all kinds of opportunities!"

"Shanzi, what's wrong with me, you can't talk nonsense!" Song Jiang glared.

"Your family's listing in a good year!" Song Shan said coldly.

"What a thing!"

Song Jiang said with a smile: "It's already done, after the Chinese New Year, it's ready to go public!"

"But Meng Chengfei counted this reward on my head, why?" Song Shan said viciously: "Your affairs are my business!"

"You're not a shareholder of Jiangshan, aren't you?" said Song Jiang with squinted eyes.

"I'll take that one percent!"

"That's the shareholder, too!"

"Then I don't want it, can't I!" Song Shan wanted to cry without tears, and when he carried the pot, he knew that he was still a shareholder of Jiangshan.

"You can try!"

The flickering cold glint in Song Jiang's eyes.

"Sister-in-law, this person is so shameless, you don't care!" Song Shan said through gritted teeth.

"Shanzi, his shamelessness is also what you are used to, I can't control it!"

Dongmen Qing was teasing his baby son with Song Yao, and when he heard Song Shan's words, he also retorted, the couple had one heart and said nothing to Song Shan.

Song Shan was depressed, Dongmen was right, Song Jiang was such an honest peasant youth back then, he opened a door for him, and as a result, he became a young entrepreneur in China today, a shameless man with no limits.

"Brother, it seems that in this family, your status is not good!" Song Xiuming's eyes are bright, full of youth, when she returns home, she doesn't need to pass on the down jacket, and she doesn't even have to care about her own image, she sits lazily in a rocking chair and looks at Song Shan's jokes: "It's better for you to ally with me, at least someone can help you!"

"Get out!"

Song Shan pouted: "You have a hairy use, I won't look for your sister anymore, I want money or not, I have no guts, and it's a burden!"

"Brother, don't regret it!"

Song Xiu's little tiger teeth were grinding, and her beautiful eyes radiated a vicious light, and she said, "I will help my eldest brother deal with you in the future!"

"Hehe, I'm so scared!"

Song Shan said triumphantly, I can't bully the boss, and I can't be right for you, a little broken child.

"Big brother!" Song Xiu hated her teeth, but she couldn't help Song Shan, so she could only call for help.

"That's all you need!"

Song Jiang glanced at Song Shan: "My sister is bullying, are you still a brother?"

"You're still cheating on your brother!" Song Shan was not angry and muttered.

"Say what!"

"It's nothing!" Song Shan has always been more cowardly in front of Song Jiang, I don't know if it's an instinctive reaction, even if his physical fitness is now I don't know how many times, I feel that in front of Song Jiang's fist, there is still no resistance.

Song Shan came over at this time and walked to the side of the decadent young man Song Hao: "Brother, haven't you come out yet?"

"I'm fine!"

Song Hao was nothing.

He failed to start his business.

That Internet bubble made his company completely lose its value, and all the investments had become wasted, if it weren't for Song Jiang and Song Shan, he would have to live with huge debts.

"How long has it been since your hair was cut?"

Song Shan glanced at his long-headed rice and asked.

"Humph!"

Song Yao next to him said: "He has been hiding in the room for two months, so he ran out when he was about to eat, otherwise no one would see him!"

"What's the matter, I just think about life!" Song Hao said curtly.

"Let's talk in a few days!" Song Shan won't talk to Song Hao today, and today's protagonists are not the two of them, so they can't take the lead.

"Come in!" At this time, Song Jiming's figure appeared at the door.

Behind him, a familiar figure followed.

"Third uncle!"

Song Shan's familiar greeting.

"Third uncle!"

"Third uncle!"

Song Hao and Song Jiang hurriedly greeted each other, their age was urgent, and they naturally remembered the third uncle, even if there were some changes now, they still recognized it at a glance.

"Third uncle!"

Song Jin, Song Xiu, Song Yao, they seemed stranger, and Dongmen Qing and Song Yao's husband had never seen Song Jitong, but they still greeted everyone with them.

Song Jifang came out of the kitchen at this time, his eyes looked at the familiar younger brother, his eyes turned red all of a sudden, he couldn't speak, and his face was wooden.

"Second brother!"

Song Jitong walked up and called in a low voice.

"It's good to be back!"

A thousand words, as if there is only this one sentence left.

"Let's eat!"

Song Jifang is actually a very stupid person, even if he is now the patriarch and the owner of the farmhouse, many times, he doesn't have many words.

"It's time to eat!"

"I'll set the dishes!"

"Serve the food!"

The juniors moved quickly.

Song Shan also seemed a little excited, this meal may be regarded as a reunion after being reborn, he ate a family reunion dinner.

The people of the Song family are all complete.

In his previous life, he was unable to get Song Jitong back.

In this life, it can be regarded as making up for Song Jifang's regret that he left until his death, and it can be regarded as fulfilling one of his wishes, as long as his father can be happy.