Song Chengyi and his family were looking for a matchmaker to propose marriage, but the incident that was thrown out did not cause any waves in the Song family.

Everything was expected.

Erlang's rippling heart temporarily cooled down.

A few days later, the main courtyard of the Song family, in anticipation, was finally ready to move in.

In this way, only the west cross courtyard and the last wall remained, and the Song family's mansion was completely completed.

Old man Song, the Zhou family picked a good day and was ready to move.

"Third child, you move to the west wing of the new house first. Waiting for the west cross courtyard to be built, it is moving over. "Old Man Song arranged.

When the Song family entered the new house, they left the third room, which was not good-looking.

"Okay! Listen to Daddy! Song Chengli nodded, turned around and discussed the move with Ye, Song Qingrong, and Song Qingmo.

Ye and the others also agreed to Old Man Song's arrangement.

The east and west wings on the side of the main courtyard of the new house belong to the big house, and the big house has few people, so they don't need so many rooms for the time being, so they will live first.

When the west cross courtyard is built, the three rooms are moving over.

After arranging it, Song Chengli went to the town, bought a string of firecrackers, and set off them at the door of the new house.

The other family members packed up their things and moved them to the new house.

Since the two houses are next to each other, it is easy to move around.

In an hour's work, it was completely moved.

Since then, the old mansion has been completely emptied.

The family's cattle were led into the new house, and the pigs, chickens, and some ducklings were left in the old house.

Song Qingmo looked at the vacated place and smiled.

This made it easier for her to raise ducklings, so she went into the town non-stop and caught a hundred ducklings and put them in the old house.

"So many, did you raise them?" Song Qingyuan couldn't help but smack his tongue.

"Raise it, I want to raise it more!" Song Qingmo raised the corners of her mouth proudly, "When my first batch of ducklings is sold, I will hire a short-term worker first." ”

"Then when I sell the first ......," Song Qingmo counted with her fingers, "When I sell the dozen batches of ducks, I will hire a long-term worker, and I will also be the owner." ”

"Good ambition!" Song Qingyuan gave a thumbs up, "It's planned, it's good!" ”

Today's duck house is full of eighty ducks, and there are twenty more in the courtyard of the Song family, plus the one hundred newly bought, there are two hundred.

It is imperative to add a duck house.

Song Qingmo was also aware of this problem, and purged Song Chengli to discuss the matter of building a duck house.

............

"No way!" Song Chengyi put his hands behind his back and blamed, "Third child, you have no conscience, your brother and I got up early and sent bean sprouts for a month." ”

"I'm going to be exhausted...... Look, have I lost weight? Song Chengyi poked his fingers in his face and rolled up his sleeves again, "Look at my arm, only skin and bones are left." ”

"Why don't you go back to the eyes, let me send it on!" Song Chengyi's eyes were accusatory.

Song Chengli lowered his head guiltily, "Second brother, I didn't want you to send it all the time, I just want you to do it for me for a few days, I will ...... after I finish building a duck house for Mo'er."

"Then, second brother, you rest......" Song Chengli muttered, "I'll send the bean sprouts first, and then I'll cover it when I come back next morning." ”

After speaking, Song Chengli walked out silently.

"Hey, hey! You wait! Song Chengyi beckoned and stopped Song Chengli.

With his waist straight, his back turned his hand, Song Chengyi said, "Who called me your own brother, I'm tired, I'm tired, and my second brother can still hold on!" ”

Song Chengyi patted his chest and waved his hand again, "You can rest assured that you can go to the duck house for Mo'er, and the matter of sending bean sprouts will be handed over to the second brother......"

"Huh?" Song Chengli was a little shocked, and hurriedly restrained his face and thanked him, "Trouble second brother!" ”

"My own brother, what did you say!" Song Chengyi was disgusted, and his small eyes narrowed.

Seeing Song Chengyi suddenly so close, Song Chengli felt flattered, and a little unreal, others are honest, but he is not stupid.

He knew very well what his brother was like.

"Second brother, what do you have to tell me?" Song Chengli said tentatively.

"What can I do?" Song Chengyi looked up with questions.

Song Chengli breathed a sigh of relief, "Then it's okay, I'll go out first?" ”

"Go ahead! Go ahead! Song Chengyi waved his hand and sent it away.

Song Chengli turned back three times and walked away tremblingly. In the past, when Song Chengyi was good to him, there were always various requirements waiting for him, but this time he didn't mention it, he panicked.

Looking at Song Chengli's figure, the afterglow swept through the crack in the open door.

Song Cheng was righteous and righteous, and said to himself, "As an elder brother, no matter how hard and tired you are, you have to support your younger brother." ”

"Flutter!" Song Qingyuan's laughter came.

Pushing open the door, he looked at it with a smile, "Dad, it's been ...... play"

"Huh?" Song Chengyi's eyes flashed with annoyance, and he pretended to be calm, "Yuan'er, you're here too!" ”

Song Qingyuan's finger knocked on the door frame, "Dad, this is my house, I'm not here, where else can I be." ”

"Huh? Ha ha! Ha ha! Song Chengyi laughed dryly.

Song Qingyuan walked out, "Although it's fake, I hope that Dad's drama of brothers, friends and brothers can continue to be performed." ”

"Dad's pocket money has also risen!" Song Qingyuan's generous way.

The scumbag dad acted in a good show for her, and she didn't give a reward, so she couldn't blame the actors.

"Thank you, girl!" Song Chengyi smiled happily, and for a while, he knew that her daughter liked to see the harmony and friendliness between him and the third child, mutual respect and love.

The pocket money has doubled, and it is really in vain for his hard work.

"Ah~~" Song Chengyi hummed a little song pleasantly, his head shaking.

"Daddy!" Song Qingyuan shouted.

"Girl, what do you command?" Song Chengyi asked.

"Since Dad's play has started, I will continue to play it, if I don't act it one day......" Song Qingyuan smiled with a threat, "Then Dad will take back all the things he gets." ”

"Ah......" Song Chengyi wailed, wrinkled into a bitter gourd face.

Song Qingyuan snickered, and his steps were also a little cheerful.

If the play can be performed for a lifetime, it is not bad.

............

There were four pieces of soap in the wooden box, and Song Qingyuan placed them in front of Mr. Yue Lin.

This is what she promised Lu Mingxuan, and she is making a set to send to Mr. Yue Lin in exchange for the four pieces that Lu Mingxuan was borrowed.

"Sir, just use it, I'll send it to Mr. when I'm done." Song Qingyuan Road.

Mr. Yue Lin cherished the four pieces of soap and sighed, "It's a pity to wash your hands with such a delicate thing!" ”

Song Qingyuan disagreed, "This is originally to wash your face and wash your hands, and it can be regarded as making the best use of things." ”

"So, thank you!" Mr. Yue Lin thanked him.

Song Qingyuan waved his hand again and again, "Sir, you're welcome!" ”

Subsequently, Mr. Yue Lin pulled Song Qingyuan to chat about bamboo, with the posture of meeting friends with bamboo, Song Qingyuan who chatted was in a cold sweat, and hurriedly found a reason to leave.

Out of the courtyard, Song Qingyuan went to the natural residence.

"Give us a private room......" A shrill voice came. I want to talk about "Splendid Pastoral: Small Landlords of Farmers" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~