Under the dim street lamps of the farmhouse manor, Song Shan couldn't help but reach out and touch his cheek.

The beauty is picturesque, the virgin is fragrant, the delicate red lips, like the kiss of fire, the residual breath under that kiss still lingers, which also makes him a little proud.

"What's going on?"

He pretended to be talking to himself: "Dude is not such a casual person!"

He's definitely not human when he gets up casually.

Song Shan thinks that he is not a very principled person, otherwise he would not have let himself enter an unhappy marriage for the sake of the future in his previous life, and he was shackled in that marriage, and he had done very ridiculous things.

As for the things that sit still, it basically has nothing to do with him.

If there is a beautiful woman who dedicates herself, there is a chance that she will not be able to escape.

Fang Nanyi is a beauty, and he has always stayed away, not because he has noble character and good ideas, but because he is afraid that he will not be able to control and do things......

Feelings are like a shackle, it can lock one person, but also two people, it is never a one-sided thing, anything, as long as it is tied to love, it will become irrational, the love of three people, sooner or later overturned.

So he has to be sane.

As for Mengyue.

If this beauty wants to say that she is in love with him, it is impossible nine times out of ten, she lives openly, transparently, and rationally makes Song Shan a little admired, she yearns for freedom, she is more independent than Fang Nanyi, and will not rely on men to live.

So he can play an ambiguous game with Mengyue without any baggage.

"Shanzi, what are you doing at the door of the girls' dormitory?" Song Jifang didn't know when he appeared behind Song Shan, slapped his palm, patted Song Shan's shoulder and shook it, and he was careful of his liver popping.

The planning of the farmhouse was assisted by Song Shan, who had a special plan for his residence estate, no matter how many people shouted that women could hold up half the sky, girls were always a protected group in this world.

Therefore, there will be a special girls' accommodation area in the farmhouse, which is not large, but it can make those girls who come to play alone feel more secure.

"Dad, people are scary, scary to death!"

Song Shan patted his chest, and then replied, "I didn't just send my friend in, and I was a little distracted thinking about things!"

"Why are you so distracted?" Song Jifang has rejuvenated the second spring of his career, and now he has learned to clean up his appearance, and his spirit is getting more and more vibrant, as if he is ten years younger.

A person who was originally less than 50 years old had been pressed by the burden of his family for many years, just like a 60-year-old old man, but now he has restored the image of a 50-year-old middle-aged man in his prime.

This made Song Shan very happy, at least what he worked hard to change had results.

"I didn't think about anything!" Song Shan couldn't continue on this topic, his father was his mother's little secret agent, don't look at his tall and big man, a gossip heart, no less than his mother, he must not leak his mouth, he diverted the topic: "It's so late, why don't you get off work yet!"

"On duty at night!"

Song Jifang said: "Recently, two tour groups have come, we have to keep an eye on it at night, although the security of our village is good, but there is no guarantee that there are no petty thieves mixed in, nothing can happen, and the reputation of our farmhouse will be ruined!"

The 20 th century is about to pass and is about to enter the 21 st century, but in today's era, not to mention the order in the cities, the order in the countryside is not very good, and it is impossible to do the situation of not closing the door and leaving the road unforgotten at night, and many villages have some wandering thieves.

"Why don't I discuss with the police station and establish a security point in our abundance!"

Song Shan thought for a while and said: "We pay for it, they send the police, first of all, to ensure some public security problems in our village, this problem can be big or small, can not be ignored, if there is some turmoil, the reputation of our village is not good!"

"That's good!"

Song Jifang thought for a while and said: "This can ensure the safety of our village, after all, the tourists come late, it is with a happy mood, we can't let these bad things spoil their mood to have fun!"

"Dad, have you been getting more and more professional lately?" Song Shan squinted, the old man was different, he had absolutely no fighting spirit like this before.

"Your dad I count on this farmhouse to fight a turnaround, don't let your mother underestimate, recently I have been working hard to learn those tourism knowledge, to know what the guests think, in order to better service!"

Song Jifang said triumphantly.

An old man who has been aggrieved all his life, has a chance for him to perform, and he is naturally as if he has been beaten with chicken blood.

Although he is now back to his parents' house, his family will no longer be ignored, but in the final analysis, it is his son's achievement, not his own, and he let the stubborn old man of the Chen family admit that he married his daughter, which is the blessing of their family.

"I have some arrangements here at the farmhouse, do you want to hear it?" Since the old man is so combative, Song Shan wants to talk to him now.

"Tell me about it!"

Song Jifang pulled Song Shan out of the accommodation area, sat down in a gazebo not far from the barbecue area in the front yard, opened a bottle of wine, and asked the kitchen to bring out some of today's leftovers, and the two of them drank it.

"I'm ready to develop a tourism project in Ping'an Village!"

Song Shan took a sip of high-purity liquor, the spicy taste went down his throat, and the force of alcohol, he suddenly appeared a scene of a beautiful woman kissing, so he couldn't help but pat himself, the mature man has been aggrieved for too long, and there is really going to be a problem, if you pick it a little, it will explode.

He hurriedly shook his head, returned to business, and discussed with Song Jifang seriously: "Now the farmhouse is not a special trend, but if the farmhouse is linked to the conventional tourism project, it will make the farmhouse hot, I am ready to build a suspension bridge on the Yanshui River, the suspension bridge is sitting at the door of the farmhouse, and Ping'an Village is directly connected, when the project of Ping'an Village is launched, tourists also have one more choice, they can choose the tourism mode of the farmhouse, complement each other!"

"I heard from the people in the village that our Ping'an Village is going to be merged into our abundance!"

"Hmm!"

"In this way, it can be regarded as a person from a village!" Song Jifang doesn't calculate too many things about interests, his peasant thinking is more serious, and the people of a village are a family, so it will be better to cooperate: "Then I'll have a good chat with Ping'an Village!"

"How you talk is your business!"

Song Shan said: "But this project, Fengsheng Agriculture will be a major shareholder, Ping'an Village will be a stake in kind, if the farmhouse wants to be involved, how to prepare early!"

"I have to discuss this with Uncle Eight!"

"Then you go and discuss, I'll go home!" Song Shan drank less than a small glass of wine, and some were dizzy.

He raised his big hand: "Meng Meng!"

Shout!

A white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes jumped out of nowhere, this big tiger is very majestic, three points stronger than when he first came to Song's house, and now his body is long, at least three and a half meters.

Huge size, like a car.

Song Shan jumped directly on the tiger's back, patted the tiger's head, and gave her a water spirit bead, and then shouted: "Go home!"

Roar!

The big tiger was paid, and he was extremely excited, and he ran up on all four legs, and he didn't mind carrying Song Shan towards his home.

"Everyone rides horses, but you're good, ride a tiger!"

Song Jifang was not surprised when he saw this scene.

The two tigers in the family, Meng Meng is much more docile than Song Tianci, especially in the recent period, the spirituality is getting stronger and stronger, whether it is Song Shan or himself, or his daughter-in-law Chen Ruhui, he can understand what he says.

Raising this tiger is much better than raising Song Tianci's white-eyed wolf, the size of the kitten has not changed for ten thousand years, and those who don't know think it's just a cat, who would have thought that Song Tianci was a tiger.

..................

Back home, it was still a cold day, Song Shan couldn't wait to take a cold shower, shivering, and the enthusiasm in his heart was like fire, which finally subsided a lot.

He is now an old man's obscene thoughts, coupled with the body of a virgin, it has always been okay like this, he was picked by Lin Xi when he was in Yanjing before, and now he has been bitten by Mengyue, he really can't afford to hurt it.

No way.

We have to find the right time, the right place, to solve this virgin problem.

After taking a bath, Song Shan sat in front of the desk, turned on the lamp, and dried his hair, before he began to look at the small gift given by Meng Yue, this is a tripod, looking at the material, it should be a bronze tripod, but it is a little different, not very big, but the lines on it are very strange.

"I like her gift!"

Song Shan likes bronze tripods.

Because his fate was changed because of a tripod on his body, which made him have a special affection for the bronze tripod.

And he was interested in the Bronze Ding all over the world, because he wanted to find out something related to the Origin Ding and the Medicine Refining Ding from above.

Shennong Sanding, Origin, Alchemy, Lieshan.

Now, except for Lieshan, which has not been found, the origin and refining medicine have been found.

He has always suspected that his unique experience has something to do with these ancient objects, although it is a little absurd, but he has to believe that technology can analyze all things, but if God exists, who can know.

This world is full of wonders.

"The pattern on this!" Song Shan took a magnifying glass, looked at the pattern on it carefully, and did not let go of it at all, he studied the bronze tripod, and generally studied the carved pattern first.

"How can they be so close, do they have a relationship?"

Song Shan looked at this bronze ancient tripod carefully, and didn't see anything, maybe it was just an ordinary bronze ancient tripod, but when he took down the Shennong Origin Ding around his neck to look at it, he suddenly felt different.

The lines of the two tripods look upside down and completely different, but when they are taken together, they feel as if they are one.

"Isn't the Shennong Hundred Sketches on the Origin Ding complete?"

Song Shan was a little suspicious.

He remembered the Origin Ding's master recognition procedure, and he couldn't help but want to try it.

Biting off a finger.

A drop of blood dripped on the bronze ancient ding.