Song Hai walked to a place quite far away from Song Baoxuan's house, and then spat at Song Baoxuan's house, scolding.

"Phew! Slut, slut of the family, don't think I'll let you go like this, you wait, it's good to have you. ”

"Song Baoxuan, that slut, has been hiding at home and not coming out, hmph, if you have the ability, you don't go out all the time, otherwise you will die."

"Damn, I'm so angry, I don't believe I can't cure you, I, Song Hai, haven't suffered such a big loss."

Song Baoxuan asked Zheng Huawen at home when he would return to the county seat, and when Zheng Huawen heard Song Baoxuan ask, he guessed that Song Baoxuan should want to go to the county seat.

He originally wanted to go to the factory to have a look, but now that Song Baoxuan wants to go to the county seat, it doesn't matter if he leaves earlier, there is nothing big about the factory

"I can go back at any time, there's nothing big about the factory, Baoxuan, do you want to go to the county seat with me?"

Song Baoxuan nodded and said.

"Well, I've drawn a lot of drawings in the past few days, and I'm going to take these drawings to Master Jin and them, the Jin Song family hasn't had a new style for a while."

"Okay, then let's wait for my aunt to come back and leave, it's still early, and it won't be too late for you to come back from the county seat."

As for why Song Baoxuan didn't give the drawings and then Zheng Huawen to Master Jin, it was not that Song Baoxuan was not worried about Zheng Huawen.

It's that the drawings she drew this time have new elements, and Master Jin may not be able to understand them, so Song Baoxuan has to go over and talk to them carefully.

Otherwise, Master Jin is not easy to make, and it will take a lot of time, so Song Baoxuan has to go over in person.

Zheng Huawen thought that Song Baoxuan could drive, and there were a bunch of cars in his garage at home, he was a person who liked cars, and even if he didn't drive many cars, he bought them back and put them away.

For this reason, Zheng Huawen didn't know how many times he was scolded by Old Man Zheng at home.

Old Man Zheng is a thrifty person, and he hates Zheng Huawen's behavior.

However, Zheng Huawen would rather be beaten than buy a car, and Old Man Zheng has no way to take him, just such a son, Old Man Zheng can't beat him to death!

So Old Man Zheng can only look at him 10,000 times a day, and he dislikes him very much.

Zheng Huawen said to Song Baoxuan very generously.

"Baoxuan, I have a lot of cars at home that I can't use, so I'll pick one you like and give it to you."

Song Baoxuan was stunned for a moment by Zheng Huawen's arrogance, the car said to send it?

Song Baoxuan wanted to think very much in her heart, she liked this kind of heroic behavior too much, no wonder people wanted to be friends with local tyrants, and she also wanted to have more such friends.

… Well, Zheng Huawen is not a local tyrant, and he is not local at all.

Song Baoxuan refused very reservedly.

"Uncle Zheng, I don't want it, it's too precious."

I want to want it, but she is embarrassed to take something as valuable as Zheng Huawen.

If he accepted Zheng Huawen's car, he would definitely give him something of equal value after that.

Otherwise, if there are too many times like this, no matter how deep the friendship is, it will be gradually worn out.

It's not because of money, but it's a one-sided request that makes people feel very chilling, and courtesy is the way to make friends.

Zheng Huawen said with a smile.

"Baoxuan, you must accept it, my dad recently wanted to sell my cars as scrap metal."

"He likes you the most, I'll give you a car, and he might be able to look at my cars a little more pleasantly, lest my car disappear one day."

Song Baoxuan said.

"Grandpa Zheng's favorite is Uncle Zheng, but Grandpa Zheng didn't express it."

"Baoxuan, you don't have to help my dad speak, don't I know him yet, it's okay if he doesn't kick me out of the house."

Zheng Huawen continued.

"That's it, wait a minute, you can pick one, the performance of those cars is good, you just pick up the one you look like, and you drive home directly after choosing."

Song Baoxuan thought for a while and said.

"Uncle Zheng, I can't take your car for nothing, my father and mother won't agree if they know it."

"That's it, Uncle Zheng, you sell me a car."

Zheng Huawen didn't insist on sending Song Baoxuan's car, he said.

"Okay, then I'll sell you one later, Baoxuan, you will give money when you are rich in the future, now you take the car and drive it first."

Song Baoxuan needs to spend a lot of money next, and Zheng Huawen is a little worried that she doesn't have enough funds, so she said so.