The bamboo insects in the base were soon known by the people in the village.

Everyone came in pairs, wanting to see this rare "big bug"

For two days, the base was very lively.

At this time, the barley wheat seeds that had just been planted had grown from the ground to a height the size of a finger, plus the lush vegetables in the vegetable field, and the gurgling sound of bamboo insects.

There are neat rows of wooden houses opposite, farm tools neatly stacked in front of the house, and all kinds of flowers that were brought by Mother Song and Aunt Zhang, and there is a pond not far away.

Clean, full of life and beautiful views.

The village chief and Uncle Li were busy in the base talking and laughing, the smoke coming out of the kitchen, and the mellow smell, Mother Song and Aunt Zhang sat under the wooden shed to clean up the seeds to be sown next time.

Song Xiaoshan and a few children chased and fought between the ridges, and everything seemed so harmonious and friendly.

Where is this place to work, this is clearly a small farm yard!

It's still the kind of house that you open, and the people in it are all family, no, it's closer than a family!

Many people were envious and began to regret that the village chief did not agree when he encouraged everyone.

Otherwise, where do they need to go out to do hard labor and farm the land, just in this base, it is a penny of silver a month!

What a lot of effort you can save!

Song Xiaohe stood in front of the studio and looked at the people visiting the courtyard of the base.

The voice of No. 9 sounded in his head, "Master, master, now everyone is very envious of you, do you want to listen to their hearts?" ”

Song Xiaohe raised his eyebrows, "You still have this function?" ”

Can you hear the voices of others directly?

"Of course, No. 9 has many functions, but the owner has not developed them!"

Number 9 said proudly.

But Song Xiaohe was not interested in its functions, "Who knows if you will use your function of hearing your heart for a while, whether you will use this to ask me for character value, and I will not fall for you." ”

She has already suffered so many losses before, so she won't be stupid again.

Hearing Song Xiaohe's words, No. 9 expressed great regret.

But I don't know if I was afraid of being scolded by Song Xiaohe, so it quickly disappeared and stopped making a sound.

Song Xiaohe didn't have the interest to ask what happened to No. 9.

She was a little interested in what she was saying, but she was just a little bit of it.

Why listen to other people's ideas, it's nothing more than good, bad, good, and bad.

Anyway, no matter what they say, their base is still doing well and doing well, which is the truth.

"Xiao He."

Yang Danian stood up and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Song Xiaohe looked back at him and handed him the water cup on the table.

"Okay?"

"Yes."

Yang Danian took the cup.

His lips are very beautiful, and the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned, making him look a little more amiable.

The lip color is neither red nor light, neither thick nor thin, everything is just right.

Now that I have drunk water, my whole lips seem to be more and more hydrated.

"Let Uncle Hu come in."

Yang Danian handed the water cup to Song Xiaohe, lowered his head and put the cocoon at the door.

"Xiao He, have you set the price? It just so happens that everyone is here today, so let's listen to it. ”

That's right, almost half of the people in the village are here today, and if you can get publicity here, it will be twice the result with half the effort.

Although the cocoon car is already more popular than when it first started, it is not enough.

Some people don't take things into their hands easily, especially if they have something to do with their livelihood.

Yang Danian's words brought Song Xiaohe back to her senses, and she looked away from Yang Danian's face in a little panic.

Turning his head and walking towards the outside of the house, "Uncle Hu! Uncle Hu! ”

She shouted.

Yang Danian in the house glanced at Song Xiaohe a little strangely.

What's wrong with this?

"Hey, it's coming!"

Soon Uncle Hu and Aunt Hu came over, and the two were smiling.

Seeing Song Xiaohe, the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

"Xiao He, your base is good, such a good place is the pride of our village!"

That's right, after the troubles of the homeless people, Song Xiaohe's base, and even the entire village are famous in Lingshui Town, this is still a euphemism, if you are not ashamed, in the entire Dolphin Island, and even in Youzhou, there are many people who know the three words Song Xiaohe.

Song Xiaohe smiled modestly, "Harm, average, not as powerful as Uncle Hu and Aunt Hu said." ”

Hearing Song Xiaohe's words, Uncle Hu and the two glanced at each other.

Aunt Hu took Song Xiaohe's hand, "Xiaohe, if you recruit people again in this base, you must tell us first, you also know that your aunt's son is still studying in a private school, and he is a nerd on weekdays, he can only read, and he has no other skills."

So I thought, when he gets out of school, how about coming to your base to be a Mr. Scribe? I see that in your base, it seems that there is no one who is a scholar, so let your brother come and speak and write for all of you, okay? ”

Uncle Hu's face stiffened slightly, he touched Aunt Hu's arm and whispered.

"What are you talking about, old woman!"

Saying that, he smiled embarrassedly at Song Xiaohe, "Your aunt is old and can't speak, Xiaohe, don't mind!" ”

Song Xiaohe's smile remained unchanged and shook his head slightly.

Yang Danian, who was in the studio, clearly heard the sound of talking outside.

A dark glint flashed in his eyes.

"I can't talk about anything!"

Aunt Hu looked at Uncle Hu unhappily, "Isn't what I'm saying the truth?" In this base, who has gone to a private school and studied with Mr. Of course, Xiaoshan and Xiaomei don't count, they are still too young.

Let Xiao He and his younger brother come here, help Xiao He keep an account book, write on weekdays, and draw a picture for everyone, what a good thing, you haven't seen our son's handwriting, how beautiful it is!

If you set up a stall in the town, a word will cost a lot of money! ”

Song Xiaohe's smile became more and more kind, "Really? Is he so powerful? ”

If Zhang Qiang was here at this time, he would definitely feel that Song Xiaohe's smile was very familiar.

It's terrifying!

But Aunt Hu couldn't see it.

Hearing Song Xiaohe's words, she looked proud, "Yes, your brother's husband usually takes your brother to his mouth, saying that he is a very amazing person!" But no matter how great it is, it's also going to eat, don't you say?

I'm not going to ask him to go to the imperial examination, it's too tiring, what do you say that it takes ten years to come out of a cold window, hey, this is too pitiful, so I thought, let him come to your base after school, and you will give him a petty official.

It's okay to let him be a housekeeper, be the deputy master of your base, and you brothers and sisters will make the base better! ”

She looked excited, as if her son had become the owner of the base and made a lot of money to go home.

Song Xiaohe's smile was a little cold.

His eyes gradually sank.

"Aunt Hu, I remember that I only have one younger brother."