Old Song Taijun's words pierced Song Jingen's heart like a thorn.

In fact, how could he not be like that?

Song Shenwei is just superficially discordant with the little sister, and it can't have any impact on the little sister.

And he really hurt Xiaomei.

Song looked at his sister who was seriously cooking on the other side.

They were so close, but they seemed to be separated from two worlds.

The chest began to block again.

It's like crushing a mountain, and it's dull and breathless.

Song Jingxian lowered his eyes, a strand of black hair fell down on his forehead, blocking the gradually reddening eyes, and exhaled vigorously.

*

Meal.

Song Zhao returned to her own Zhaoyang Courtyard and continued to take care of her two plots of land.

Song Jinfu gave up the two quarters of an hour of rest and came over to help.

The brother and sister talked and laughed.

After a while, Song Jingxian and Song Shenwei also came.

"Little ghost, are you in love with farming?" Song Shenwei raised his eyebrows in surprise, and a different color flashed in his eyes.

But the discoloration was fleeting.

He stood between Song Jinfu and Song Zhao angrily, and said to Song Zhao domineeringly, "Brother is here to help you." ”

Song Jingxian also walked up and looked at Song Zhao quietly.

It's obvious what you want to help with.

Song Zhao was silent.

"No need." These are two pieces of land, and she is more than enough for herself, so she really doesn't need to help.

Song Shenwei was unhappy, "Stinky little ghost." If you ask you to call the second brother, you don't call, and now the second brother wants to help, and you don't want it. You're not giving your brother face. ”

"Second brother, I really don't need help here, I just need to hoe the ground."

When Song Jinfu said this, he was a little gloating.

After all, he used to watch his sister play with her two brothers from afar.

But now, it's the other way around.

My sister only likes one of his older brothers.

Hee-hee-hee-hee.

"Alright, just your little arms and legs, stay early. The matter of hoeing the ground is to be handed over to the real masters! ”

Song Shenwei held his head high.

Relying on his brother, he snatched the small pink hoe in Song Jinfu's hand.

He patted his broad and powerful shoulders and got carried away, "See? This is the majesty of the brother! This is the capital that can be worthy of hoeing! ”

Song Jinfu, "......"

He was brutally squeezed out by the majesty of the second brother.

Song Jingxian watched silently.

Then he squatted in a small field and hoeed the grass with his bare hands.

remembered that when he saw his little sister farming, he also reprimanded him.

Nowadays feng shui takes turns.

It was he who humbly asked the little sister to agree to his help.

Song was very active in hoeing and hoeing, and he had to look at Song Zhao's expression.

found that Song Zhao had been staring at him, and his eyes were still undulating.

It must be because I did a good job.

Song Jingxian had no expression on his face.

The hoeing is faster.

Song Zhao, "......"

No, you stop!

That's a new type of herb I've been researching!

"Little ghost, don't look at the weak chicken of the eldest brother, come and see my mighty strength." Song Shen shouted angrily.

Song Zhao reluctantly gave him a look.

I saw Song Shenhao raise her small pink hoe high and chisel it down with an invincible momentum.

Syllable.

The little hoe broke off before it could touch the soil.

Song Zhao, "......"

My little pink hoe!

Woooooo

Song Jinfu was angry, "Second brother, you broke your sister's favorite hoe." ”

Song Shenwei was embarrassed.

He just wants to please his sister, why does it always go wrong.