It should look like a lot.

Brother Xiao Jiang is quite rich, and he still has so much money after building a house.

But what attracted her the most in the box was not the money, but the needlework, the cloth, and the flowers......

She picked up the flower and looked a little familiar, as was the red-dotted polka cloth next to it, when she suddenly touched the red polka dot bow on her braid.

She was suddenly clever,! I just said that my brother Xiao Jiang can buy good-looking hair flowers every time, and he didn't buy it when he co-authored it, but made it himself!!

She suddenly wanted to cry again, my big man's hand was a golden hand with a wave, and now he actually played with needlework!! Then she was very beautiful, how much Brother Jiang liked me, so he personally made me a flower.

Mei Seishu, who was depressed because he couldn't participate in the selection, was immediately happy when he saw this.

Jiang Heng came back from carrying the table, saw her standing in front of the box and smirked, hurriedly walked over and closed the box, "What do you see?" Who told you to show me the boxes? ”

There was a bit of embarrassment in his tone.

"You let me see it." Mei Qingjiu smiled and said, "You asked me to help you clean up your clothes, then don't you see the things inside?" ”

Jiang Heng snorted.

"Brother Xiao Jiang, did you make the head flower?" Mei Qingjiu stretched out her head to look at his face, "Brother Xiao Jiang, why didn't you tell me?" ”

"Who said I did it? You think beautifully! Jiang Heng snorted, "That's what I bought, and it's still bad, because the bad ones are cheap, I can't send things to the bad ones, right?" Isn't this just a needle and thread to mend it? ”

With this lame explanation, Mei Qingjiu smiled directly, and when he touched his warning eyes, Mei Qingjiu hurriedly covered his mouth.

"Don't laugh, don't laugh, Brother Xiaojiang, the quilt has been packed, I'll help you carry it first, you carry the boxes and chairs."

"Okay."

On the way to the new house with his things, Jiang Heng suddenly remembered the money in the box and asked, "Did you see my money?" ”

"See."

"Oh."

Jiang Heng nodded, didn't say anything, went to the new house, put the things and locked the door, and went back to get pots and pans, as well as the remaining chairs and stools.

After packing up these things, Wang Yong and Xie Kui came over, "Come and help you carry the bed." ”

"Thank you!" Jiang Heng said.

When a few teenagers helped carry Jiang Heng's bed out of the house, Wang Guoqing and they led a few people from the Xie family over, the Xie family was still carrying a burden in their hands, and when they saw Mei Qingjiu, Cai Xinghua glanced at Mei Qingjiu with her swollen eyes that were almost invisible.

Xie Dashun usually doesn't come to the cowshed, and when he sees the house in the cowshed, he is not happy at the moment.

"Is this where people live? What is the difference between you and those landlords? Xie Dashun shook his hand and didn't go inside, "I don't live, I don't live here." ”

"It's up to you!" Wang Guoqing said coldly, "You either live here, or you can build your own grass hut, otherwise, you go and ask which nearby production team is willing to accept you, which production team is willing to accept you, and you will go which." ”

These words made Xie Dashun shut up.

It is impossible for a brigade to be willing to accept them, and a few more people in the brigade means a few more people to share materials, which is why many brigades do not like to come to the educated youth.

If you can't work, you can divide their food!

Xie Dashun really didn't want to live in the cowshed, after looking around, he found that Jiang Heng's house was the best, and pointed and said, "I have to live in the cowshed, I want to live there." ”