Speak of the devil.

After a while, Chen Sanjin appeared in everyone's field of vision, followed by several subordinates.

One of them, holding an umbrella and being in charge of shading, Song Chengyi looked at it, and his eyes were red with envy.

The parasol that the special person is wearing is compared with the small straw hat on his head.

Get!

It's shabby!

The big bowl of mung bean soup couldn't relieve the heat in his heart.

"Forget it, don't want it, don't want the stool, you go back!" Song Chengyi waved his hand.

Sent the guy, shook his legs, and walked towards Chen Sanjin with a smile.

"Boss Chen, there is no wind on a hot day, why did you blow you?"

"Yo, Second Master Song!"

As soon as Chen Sanjin arched his hand, he noticed Song Chengyi here, and when his eyes swept again, he saw the hired workers working on the Song family's side.

"The second master's family is planning to build a shop."

The corners of Chen Sanjin's mouth twitched, wondering what kind of shop the Song family planned to build this time, and he would see if he could get some business opportunities from the side.

Song Chengyi shook his head, "What kind of shop to build, I have enough shops, I don't want to build it." ”

"No, my Erlang has a group of younger brothers, and they are planning to build a martial arts training ground for them to strengthen their bodies."

"My family Yuan'er said that the Mengtong in the private school, students, and those who are interested can also come to learn boxing and kicking."

"You can't just read, you can't just study, you will die, and finally become a weak scholar."

"It turned out to be a martial arts training ground......

Chen Sanjin nodded and smiled, "The Song family is good to the people under him, this is obvious to everyone, Sanjin admires it!" ”

What Song Chengyi said was conclusive, and Chen Sanjin didn't think he would lie, anyway, he had already started to build a building, and he would know sooner or later.

Lying about this trifle, slapping yourself in the face, is not worth it.

"What is Boss Chen planning to build?" Song Chengyi stretched out his hand and pointed with curiosity in his eyes.

As soon as the question came out, Chen Sanjin smiled and retracted, "No, Second Master Song's house is opposite, and he should have a private school, a passenger station, a chess and card room, and a shop, which has attracted a lot of customers." ”

"I'll put this dough under it and make some small shops, which can also be regarded as borrowing the east wind of the second master's house."

After Chen Sanjin finished speaking, he didn't care whether Song Chengyi believed it or not, his head rose slightly, and he said in the direction of the sun, "Oh, it's too hot this day!" ”

"As soon as a person is blessed, his body can't stand it, Second Master Song, Sanjin will go back first, you are busy!"

"Boss Chen, see you back."

Song Chengyi arched his hand, and also learned from Chen Sanjin to raise his neck, looking at the dazzling sun, and secretly pouting in his heart.

He didn't get too hot when he wore a straw hat, and he hated it when he played an umbrella, which was really squeamish.

Song Chengyi touched his chin, he is now the son of the county Cheng, and he must be more expensive than Chen Sanjin, the nephew of the main book.

It seems that he has to invite his daughter to take credit.

"Good job! Don't be lazy! ”

Song Chengyi shouted, "No one can stand it on a hot day, go back early after doing it early." ”

…………

After dinner.

Song Qingyuan, Song Qingmo took Shilang and ate chilled bayberry under the gazebo.

There are few fruits in ancient times, and even fewer fruits in the north, and the fruit ripening in this season is bayberry.

The others, I'm afraid, will have to wait until a month or two later, and it will be bayberry, and there are not many people who grow it.

But the Song family, now in Yulin County, is naturally not bad at eating.

If you have a bayberry tree at home, you send a small basket, and I will send a small basket, and it will accumulate a lot.

The little fat hand reached out to the plate again, and Song Qingyuan stretched out his hand to stop it, "Don't eat it today, you will get hot if you eat too much bayberry." ”

"Sister, I'll eat another one."

Shiro held out a chubby finger with a flattering smile on his face.

"No, you can't!"

Song Qingyuan shook his head, "If you eat it again today, you won't be able to eat it tomorrow." ”

"Alright then!"

Shiro gave up, "I choose to eat tomorrow." ”

"That's good!"

Song Qingyuan stretched out his hand and patted it, "After eating, go wash your hands, go to the study in a while, and do the homework left by my husband." ”

"Good!" Shiro nodded.

After Shiro left, Song Chengyi passed by from then on, and suddenly remembered that he had met Chen Sanjin before.

"Yuan'er, dad told you, Chen Sanjin ......"

Song Chengyi said with a river of words, and at the end he didn't forget to ask for credit for himself, complaining on his lips.

"Chen Sanjin was followed by several people, who hugged him before and after, to see what was in front of his father, and there was no one on half of the runway."

"Alas!" Song Chengyi sighed.

"Today, but I was sunburned, look at my father's face, is it dark or not?"

"You can also use an umbrella tomorrow."

Song Qingyuan glanced at it, but in fact, her father's face was already black.

"Uh......"

Song Chengyi smiled, "Dad has to look at the hired man, he's busy, how can he have time to play an umbrella." ”

Song Qingmo, who was on the side, rolled her eyes when she heard this, "Second uncle, command the hired workers to work with their mouths, not with their hands." ”

"Go, go, it's your business anywhere!"

Song Chengyi waved his hand like a fly, "It will chill your second uncle, isn't it!" ”

turned his head, and a smile appeared on his face again, "Girl, look at your father's side, is it time to match the little girl?" ”

"It's time to match!" Song Qingyuan nodded happily.

"There is a lot of monthly profit in my father's hand, and if you want to match the little girl, you can go to the tooth to choose."

"I'll tell my grandmother in the evening, who else in our family, if you want to match a small maid or a maid, you can go to someone to buy it."

"But the premise is that your own subordinates pay for your own money."

"Okay!"

Song Chengyi pulled down his head and shrugged his shoulders, "It seems that there is no way to save a fortune by relying on Gongzhong!" ”

When Song Qingmo heard this, her reaction was completely different, and she cheered happily, "Great! ”

"I'm also thinking about a maid, so when the time comes, call my sister and ask her if she's worthy."

Song Qingmo has a snack shop, Song Qingrong has a fast food restaurant, and the two of them have dozens of taels of silver in their accounts every month, and when the business is good, a hundred taels is not a problem.

After a long time, he also accumulated a large amount of private money in his hands, especially Song Qingrong and the dowry given by the Song family.

In this way, with a little girl, it is a drop in the bucket.

Song Qingmo silently calculated, buying a maid for a dozen taels, and taking out a few hundred wen every month, making a maid's monthly profit, which is really not much for her.

"I support this, I let my father also have a servant, and let my mother have a mother-in-law."

"What do you say?" Song Qingmo asked.

"Very good!" Song Qingyuan nodded.

"It's good!"

Song Chengyi also nodded, looking at Song Qingmo and said enviously, "Mo'er is so filial, she thinks about your father for everything, your father didn't hurt you in vain!" ”

When Song Chengyi said this, Yu Guang peeked at Song Qingyuan.

When Song Qingmo saw it, her nose snorted, and her second uncle would be cautious.

"My father, my mother, raise ducks, raise pigs to earn a lot a year, buy the mother-in-law, the servant's silver, I let them out by themselves."

"Huh! Hey! Hehe! Song Chengyi laughed dryly.

"You kid, I just praised you twice, why are you so stingy."

"That's it, the second uncle will also come out by himself."

Song Chengyi knew that it was no fun to let his daughter buy him a small girl!

Song Chengyi turned to leave, and the two laughed.

Suddenly, Song Qingyuan's eyes froze, Chen Sanjin enclosure, she probably knew the reason......