As the spring is getting stronger and stronger, all kinds of migratory birds have returned, and the number of birds in the mountain villages has also increased significantly, and the vicinity of Kang Mingsong's house is no exception.

In this regard, Xiu Chengyan was the most happy, and even took some broken corn to feed these wild birds every morning, and regarded them as domestic.

In the Guxing area, it is generally believed that birds nesting at home means that the family is popular, the feng shui is good, and it has a very beautiful meaning.

The old house of the Kang Mingsong family has become a place where the birds like to stay, so that Xiu Chengyan's psychological hints are greatly satisfied, where will he be stingy with this little corn?

The old man is in her early sixties, her two daughters have already started a family, the family's economic situation has changed significantly in the past year, and her health is not very good.

The number of nesting birds in the house has increased dramatically, which makes the elderly happy and has an extra job of feeding the birds every day.

If it was when the family was financially strapped in the past, she might have been a little troubled, after all, these birds often keep an eye on all kinds of food in the house, and they will come to harm if they are not careful.

But now, the family's economic situation has improved greatly, although I can't proudly say "not bad money" like Uncle Benshan, but I am not short of the food to feed the birds.

Because of Xiu Chengyan's feeding, there are more and more birds in front of and behind Kang Mingsong's house. Especially every morning, when the birds leave the nest to feed, the yard of Cummingsong's house is the best place.

"It's noisy!" There was a chirping bird call in his ears, and Kang Mingsong, who wanted to sleep a little longer, covered his head with the quilt in pain and rolled on the bed.

Kang Mingsong lay on the bed for a while, and found that the quilt still could not stop the bombardment of bird calls, so he could only reluctantly get up, wash up and prepare for breakfast.

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Seeing Kang Mingsong squatting by the sink brushing his teeth in a daze, Kang Dazhi said with a stern face: "Sanwa, I think you still don't write that novel, I haven't found a few money, and I'm tired of people." If you don't write, you can rest early in the evening!"

Kang Dazhi is very satisfied with his son's performance in the past year. Although this is a little different from what he imagined, he also saw that in today's era of market economy, as long as you can make money, whether you are the iron rice bowl of the country or start your own business, there is not much difference, as long as you don't steal and rob it.

However, the boy was so tired that he had to spend hours writing novels at night, and he couldn't sleep until midnight.

If in the past, Kang Dazhi still cared more about Kang Mingsong's income from writing novels, after all, this was his main source of income at that time.

But now, he has cultivated those special agricultural products, and he earned three or four hundred thousand yuan in the second half of last year alone, and almost this number in the first half of this year.

In particular, Kang Mingsong has also partnered with others this year to expand the scale of the industry, and the income in the second half of the year will definitely be more.

As a result, the little income from writing novels can be ignored.

To be able to make his son a little easier, Kang Dazhi feels that it is also worth it.

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"I see!" Cummingsong replied weakly.

Of course, he knew that his father was for his own good, and hoped that he would not be so tired.

To be honest, the income of three or four thousand yuan a month from writing novels is really nothing to Kang Mingsong, but the habit formed in the past few years makes him habitually want to write something at night. If you stop all at once, it's really a little unaccustomed.

But Mr. Cummingson is already writing less, making it just a hobby.

Kang Mingsong doesn't smoke, drink, gamble, or play games, and when he used to go to college, he would play ball and run, but now these hobbies have been abandoned, reading novels, writing something, even if it is his hobby.

After washing, Kang Mingsong stood on the dam and moved his body, and looked at the slowly rising sun in the eastern mountains, and the feeling of tiredness finally disappeared.

Although he has seen the beautiful scenery of the rising sun countless times, Kang Mingsong still does not feel tired, on the contrary, Kang Mingsong likes this quiet and beautiful mountain village even more, and hopes to build it even better.

Perhaps, this is the so-called poverty is good alone, and good is good for the world.

In the past, Kang Mingsong was exhausted under the huge pressure of making money to support his family and saving money to buy a house and a car and get married, but now, as the relationship with Lu Xiaofang has become a thing of the past, he no longer thinks about buying a house and a car, and there is no so much pressure.

Coupled with the improvement of the family's economic situation, Kang Mingsong felt relaxed and felt that he should do something.

As intelligent creatures, if people don't have any pursuits, what is the difference between them and salted fish?

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Kang Mingsong finished washing, the breakfast at home was also good, the second sister Kang Minghui and her mother Xiu Chengyan made breakfast together, it was very simple, tomato egg noodles, tomatoes were grown in their own greenhouses, and the eggs were also under the old hens raised by their own free-range, and the taste was very good.

The family chatted casually while eating noodles. However, the topic soon came to Kang Mingsong's marriage, and Xiu Chengyan began to torture the progress of the relationship between Kang Mingsong and Yuan Bingyan.

Suddenly, Cummingsong's head was big, and he didn't know how to answer his mother's words.

Since Yuan Bingya went to school after the beginning of the year, the two have not been in contact at all, they will talk on the phone every once in a while, or flirt with prestige or something.

However, it's just an ordinary hush and warmth, and it has nothing to do with feelings. After all, there is no boyfriend and girlfriend relationship between the two.

However, it was impossible for Kang Mingsong to tell his family the truth of the matter, and in desperation, he had to vaguely say that Yuan Bingyan was busy with the master's thesis defense and the civil service examination recently, and everything else had to be put aside first.

Kang Mingsong is not lying, when she contacted Yuan Bingya recently, she said that her current situation is indeed preparing for the thesis defense, and she also applied for the civil service examination in Jiangyu City in the first half of the year.

These two things are important matters related to Yuan Bingya's life, and Xiu Chengyan also knows the priorities, so she didn't chase after Kang Mingsong and her relationship progress.

Seeing that his mother no longer continued to ask, Kang Mingsong breathed a sigh of relief, but also scratched his head a little, this matter must have an end, and it is impossible to continue to deceive like this all the time. After all, whether it is him or Yuan Bingya, they are not young anymore.