The so-called gentle platform is like the style of the open balcony on the second floor, just building an extra piece.

When Song Fusheng's family went out, they didn't look up at the sky, but had an extra platform to cover it.

This shade is a balcony for the second floor, a rain block for the first floor, and snow in winter.

Especially in the spring of enlightenment, the ice skates will not fall directly on the windowsill and stain the window paper.

Song Fusheng's family of three thinks how practical this is.

On the first floor, you can move out the flower pots and place them under this cover, and put flowers under the windows on both sides to watch them sway in the wind, or you can sit down here and set up a table to eat.

It's elegant, and you can sit here and watch the snow and eat hot pot in winter.

On the second floor, open the door to the south attic and go straight to the balcony, you can use this fake balcony to dry vegetables, pull the rope to dry the quilt, you look at this height, you look at the sun effect, the designation of the sun is different.

Song Fusheng still remembered that he would set up two chairs here, set up a small tea table, set up a large sun umbrella, sit on the balcony on the second floor to read a book, or watch the scenery and drink tea and talk with one or two friends, of course, you can sit here and eat.

The most romantic thing he can imagine is to take his wife and daughter to sit in different places to eat, eat well, and eat deliciously.

For this, Song Fusheng specially built iron guardrails around the balcony on the second floor to prevent the children from falling down on it.

Anyway, the family of four was happy with the design.

Four people, Mi Shou belongs to the number, his uncle and aunt and sister say that he thinks it is good, and it is indeed good, the only one.

But Mrs. Ma, when they first saw the design drawings, they said, "What is this?" Weird-looking, I haven't seen it. ”

Mrs. Ma didn't like them, so they chose to build a traditional spacious bungalow.

At that time, the old lady also persuaded Song Fusheng in private, "Isn't it a bit undignified for you to make that weird look?" Hey, this is a house, don't listen to the fat girl, it's not a joke about small things, you have to live for a lifetime. ”

was killed by Song Fusheng in a second: "I'll listen to my daughter, and besides, are you sure I'll be in this house for the rest of my life?" ”

Mrs. Ma pursed her lips: How can you persuade this? San'er Niu, there are many suites now, and the future is even more promising, and people live their own lives without spending her money.

Later, the house was finished.

All the nine clans, the villagers of Renjia Village who came to visit the door, including the construction master, they all wondered, and they all looked up at Song Fusheng's house: "......"

Zhente Niang's eye-opening.

Wang Zhongyu and their young daughters-in-law: "I regret it, it's better not to listen to my mother, and then learn from Fusheng's family." ”

No, at this time, Song Fusheng threw down the broom, was rubbing the iron fence on the second floor, and was watered by the rain, he was worried about rust.

Don't rust him, this is a new house, and he hasn't sat here yet, drank tea and eaten.

When I heard my daughter shouting that I didn't want to live anymore and was going to be tired, I laughed.

If you want to do it yourself, you have to do it yourself, and my dad doesn't have time to help you.

The relatives of the nine clans nearby also laughed when they heard this shout.

The fat girl is recognized by this big family as "sitting in a pit and doing a breath of wind".

What does that mean?

That is to say, under normal circumstances, Song Fatya does not work in this big family, and you can't support her.

As long as the fat girl doesn't want to help you, it's useless for you to call her, she can give a place to sit out of the pit, and she won't get up to help you.

However, if she wants to work, it will be really a wind-like hard work.

And at this time, others came to help the fat girl, and the fat girl still didn't match.

All the nine clans know that the fat girl picks out the details.

For example, you don't need to give examples of complicated things like landmines, just the simplest way to wash the dishes, you either don't use the fat girl to brush the dishes and chopsticks, if you decide to use her, it's better not to rush her, because she can scrub all afternoon.

decided to use her, and was even more psychologically prepared to keep pumping well water for her.

is such a way of working, and everyone doesn't dare to use her.

Hearing her shout tired, tired, can men, women and children not smile?

You can guess if you guess, then the designation is deducted in the house carefully.

Song Fuling rubbed the sweat on her head with her arms, sat cross-legged on the floor and was stunned for a while, tired and a little confused, but still:

"Keep going."

The brand-new beige reed kang mat was unfolded, and Song Poria took it outside and put it on the table, brushing it little by little with a small brush.

Aunt Song Yinfeng said to her: "Isn't that new? ”

"The new ones have to be brushed too."

My aunt smiled and shook her head and left.

After the poria was brushed and the kang mat was placed outside to dry, it went into the house and went upstairs.

Song Fusheng heard the movement and asked, "Girl, what are you turning over?" ”

"Find charcoal, iron clothes."

There are irons and copper irons at home, which I designed and found someone to build, but I am not the only one.

Poria thinks that big families definitely have irons, but they may not be the same as her family.

Her house is made of copper, with a round body, a flat bottom, a wide rim, a long straight handle, and a heat-insulated handle.

Before ironing, the burning charcoal is placed in a copper iron and the heat transfer and weight of the metal are used to iron the clothes.

After she finished burning the charcoal, her hot head was sweating, and she knelt on the kang and began to iron her clothes, fold them, hang her clothes, and put them in the kang cabinet and in the drawer for her underwear.

Poria rummaged through her backpack to find perfume, poofed a few times, and sprayed it on the cabinet.

Then he took out a goose-yellow satin curtain with dark lines from the baggage, ironed it, and hung it.

Satin.

Song Fatya didn't have a few satin clothes, the only two were bought by her grandmother, and she was still wearing cotton, but she used satin to hang curtains.

Mrs. Ma stood at the door, didn't she hear her granddaughter shouting that she was tired and came over in time to be a maid.

Looking at the big piece of satin, the old lady's mouth trembled twice, covered her heart, and was shocked by the little granddaughter's strange consumption concept.

The material, at first glance, was extremely expensive, and it was poked out of the hole as a curtain, blinding her.

Yes, it's old and energetic, the old lady admitted.

This room is cleaned by San'er, and there are boards on the kang, the kang board is the kang board, and the kang mat is the kang mat.

The edge of the kang is a fake drawer made of waxed wood, and there is no place for any mud and soil, and with the floor furniture, the roof and the satin curtains, really, she has been to the Guogong Mansion, she has seen good things, this house is not bad at all, and she is old and rich when she looks at the family.

However, she still wanted to say: "Granddaughter, there is rouge powder rubbed on the face, we don't wear satin, you buy it back and make clothes to wear, others can see it, you are also beautiful, right?" Do you get that big piece to hang in the house? ”

This big string of words, Mrs. Ma really couldn't hold back.

Advise yourself to:

Don't squeak, it's already hung up.

Maybe it was the way of spending money like his granddaughter that caught Lu Minrui's eyes, and he couldn't afford to be a fan of that kid, so he smiled when he saw it.

If the little granddaughter belongs to the kind of child who can live, she can't get into the eyes of others.

People are in love? Forget it, we are not rich people, we can't guess the psychology of extremely noble people.

Besides, our mother's family doesn't matter, it's just this one child, what's the habit of? But if you get married in the future, the fat girl will see more and more good things, she will take good things and harm her, don't cry for your Lu family, your Lu family will suffer.

"Fusheng!"

"Hey, here we go."

Only then did Song Fuling know, when did her milk come?

It's been here a long time ago, and I hate you in my heart when I stand at the door.

(PS: The author said: I want to see the picture of the house of the Fusheng family to start the girls' network, download the APP, query the book, enter the book review area, there are pictures, so I won't repeat it)