The three sons all agreed to buy wasteland and expressed their willingness to open up the wasteland, and the old man Song was in good hands.

You can buy wasteland, and you need silver......

Old Man Song looked at Zhou.

Zhou's face was stiff and he slashed it fiercely.

"I'll write you an IOU!" Old Man Song approached the Zhou clan and discussed in a low voice.

Zhou's nose snorted, "Who scarces your IOU!" ”

"How much?" Zhou asked angrily.

"This ......" Old Man Song raised his head, looked at his three sons, and turned his head to discuss with the Zhou family, "Do you want to buy twenty or thirty acres?" In fact, he was also inclined to fifty acres in his heart.

can borrow too much, he is afraid that the Zhou family will not agree.

Ay! Old Man Song couldn't help sighing, why did he have a hot head at the beginning, and promised Song Qingyuan to give the bean sprouts to the Zhou family as a dowry.

He is making trouble now, and everything depends on Zhou's eyes.

After taking the thirty taels of silver that Zhou took out, Old Man Song thanked him with a smile, and he was quite suppressed by Zhou's and had the smallest posture.

Zhou looked happy and waved his hand, "Go quickly, don't go too late, the good plots have been snatched away!" ”

"Hey!" Old Man Song responded, recruited his three sons and was about to go out.

"Squeak!" The door opened.

Song Qingyuan, Song Qingmo and the old man Song who was about to go out collided.

"Are you going to buy land?" Song Qingyuan asked.

"Hmm!" Old Man Song nodded, "I plan to take your father and them over to have a look, and encircle thirty acres of wasteland." ”

Song Qingyuan smiled mysteriously, "Master, you don't have to go......"

"Why?" "Why?" "Why don't you go?" Several voices spoke at the same time, their eyes full of doubt.

Song Qingyuan walked to the kang and sat down, took out a few pieces of paper from his bag, "Smack!" It slapped on the kang table.

Old Man Song stretched out his hand and opened the paper with doubts.

"This, this ......" Old Man Song quickly flipped through the four pieces of paper on the table, his eyes widened, and he looked at Song Qingyuan in shock.

"Yuan'er, this, this is ......" Old Man Song's voice trembled a little.

The fingers holding the paper fluctuated with it.

Without waiting for Song Qingyuan to speak, Old Man Song lowered his head again and looked at it carefully.

After a while, I let out a long sigh of relief.

"Yuan'er......" Old Man Song called, not knowing what to say.

"Dad, what's that?" Song Chengyi stretched his neck, his eyes staring curiously at a few pieces of paper.

I want to know what it is that can make the old man so excited.

Song Chengzhong and Song Chengli also looked at it, waiting for Old Man Song's answer.

"Ahem!" Old Man Song cleared his throat, suppressed his excitement, and raised his voice, "This is the title deed." ”

"Title deeds?" The crowd was amazed.

"Yuan'er, I bought a piece of wasteland for my family." Old Man Song put down the title deed.

Song Chengzhong, Song Chengyi, Song Chengli, Zhou, Sun, everyone's eyes looked at Song Qingyuan.

Song Qingyuan smiled faintly, without waves.

"Dad, Yuan'er, how much did you buy for the family?" Song Chengzhong asked.

Old Man Song pointed to the title deed on the table, "Come and see for yourself." ”

"Dad just said it directly, why don't we ......let us see it ourselves" Song Chengzhong felt strange, Song Chengyi, Song Chengli was also puzzled, or stepped forward one by one and picked up the title deed.

"Why do you divide it into several parts?" Song Chengzhong said, took the title deed in front of him, looked at it fixedly, and his eyes widened in an instant.

"This ......" Song Chengzhong pointed to the title deed in shock, "What is the name of the third child on this." ”

"I'm here, I'm on it, it's the name of the eldest brother......" Song Chengyi said later.

"My name?" Song Chengzhong was surprised, and hurriedly snatched the title deed in Song Chengyi's hand, staring straight at the title deed with a pair of eyes.

I saw that the land buyer above clearly wrote the three words Song Chengzhong.

"My, ten acres of land?" Song Chengzhong exclaimed, his fingers trembled, and a pair of eyes glowed with a burning light, looking towards Song Qingyuan.

When Sun heard this, he also looked at him in shock.

Song Chengli got the title deed with his name written on it from Song Chengzhong, which was also ten acres.

"Yuan'er, this, why is this my name?" Song Chengli's voice was indescribably surprised.

Without waiting for Song Qingyuan to answer, Song Qingmo took over with a smile, "Dad, this is what Yuan'er bought for you." ”

"The ...... you bought me" Song Chengli's face showed a sluggish look.

Song Chengzhong immediately understood, and said excitedly, "Yuan'er, this is also what you bought for your uncle?" ”

"Hmm!" Song Qingyuan nodded.

As the sound fell gently, the pot exploded directly at the Song family.

This was really what Song Qingyuan bought for them.

Ten acres of land per family!

Song Chengli, when the Ye family held the title deed, they couldn't help but tremble, this is ten acres of land! Ten acres of land with Song Chengli's name written on it!

Since then, Sanfang has its own land and its own family business, but this land is ...... The husband and wife looked at each other, they couldn't ask for this place.

They can't take advantage of that.

The reaction of the big room was the same as that of the third room, excited, excited, complicated, and all kinds of emotions were mixed together.

Sun also shook his head firmly, and whispered to Song Chengzhong that he couldn't accept it.

Song Chengzhong held the hand of the title deed, tightened, and struggled.

Her niece has money, so why not give him a hand.

But Sun firmly disagreed.

"Hey!" Song Chengzhong sighed, looked reluctant, and gritted his teeth, "Yuan'er, you bought this land, or write the name of the second child, you can't ask for this uncle." ”

"Yuan'er, the third uncle of this place can't ask for it." Song Chengli said at the same time.

Song Qingyuan smiled slightly, Song Chengli would refuse, and as expected, Song Chengzhong would refuse, which she never expected.

If you don't take advantage of it, it's really not the character of a scumbag uncle.

No matter what the reason is, being able to say no is an improvement for Song Chengzhong.

For that alone, there is nothing wrong with buying this land.

Old Man Song's thoughts are exactly the same as Song Qingyuan's, watching his sons humble each other, his heart is as sweet as eating honey.

Seeing that Song Qingyuan was willing to take care of the big room and the third room, his heart was sweeter than eating honey.

For him, the happiest thing is the unity of the family, the family and the prosperity of everything.

"Yuan'er......" Old Man Song hesitated, "If you don't have the boss, the third will be changed to your father's name!" ”

Song Qingyuan bought a total of 50 acres of land for his family.

Twenty acres wrote his name, and the other thirty acres were written Song Chengzhong, Song Chengyi, and Song Chengli.

His twenty acres are already in the public middle school, and Song Chengzhong and Song Chengli also have a share.

Old Man Song thinks that there is no need to give them separately.

Old Man Song looked at Song Qingyuan, Song Qingyuan didn't speak, and looked at Song Chengyi, "Dad, what do you think?" ”

Song Chengyi stretched his waist and shouted, "Then of course I ......" Without saying the word, Song Chengyi's voice gradually fell.

With a wry smile, "Of course I am willing to share the field equally with my brother." ”

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