Song Yuanbao rarely had the experience of getting along with a man of Yun Zhongxiao's age, and he had a good impression of this good-tempered and silver-hearted uncle, and his eyes were red because of Yun Zhongxiao's departure.

In fact, Song Yuanbao very much hopes that Yun Zhongxiao is his father, and he will definitely love him more.

"Mother, Uncle Yun is also a poor person, so many cousins who want to marry him, he must not know who to choose as his wife." Song Yuanbao pulled Song Yao's sleeve and said with a sympathetic expression.

The corners of Song Yao's mouth twitched, in this era, she can have three wives and four concubines, and I don't know how many men envy Yunzhongxiao's Yanfu.

"Smash, you can't mess with flowers when you grow up, you have to be dedicated to your feelings, you know?" Song Yao took the opportunity to teach Song Yuanbao a lesson, and said meaningfully: "You have to remember that a successful man must not start a fire in the backyard." And the only way is that in your backyard, there is only one wife who believes in love, and what is not advisable for concubines to have sex with each other! ”

"Well, my son got it." Song Yuanbao nodded.

Helian Sheng's face had always been gloomy, and when Xiao and Song Yao 'sent things to each other' from Yun Zhongxiao, he felt that it was an eyesore.

Although there is no ambiguity, in Heliansheng's opinion, it is still like the gesture of sending love tokens to each other when men and women are separated.

Especially when Yun Zhongxiao left, waving goodbye in the carriage, Song Yao's mother and son looked reluctant, really like a family.

The dialogue between the mother and son made Helian Sheng feel a little more comfortable, at least Song Yao had already stated that he didn't like men with three wives and four concubines, Yun Zhongxiao would never be able to do this, but Song Yuanbao seemed to be very satisfied with Yun Zhongxiao, and he had always been a candidate for choosing a father.

"I'm hungry." After Helian Sheng said this, he turned around and entered the courtyard without looking back.

He stayed outside to blow the cold wind, and unknowingly thought that he was also sending the clouds to the clouds!

The little sadness in Song Yao's heart was dispersed by Helian Sheng's cold words, but she forgot that there was still a big money owner living in the house.

"Lian Sheng, didn't you say you were going to Zhuangzi?" Song Yao turned around, looked at Helian Sheng's back and shouted.

Helian Sheng's footsteps paused, and he had already entered the courtyard, so naturally he couldn't admit that he just said casually, and the purpose was to drive away Yun Zhongxiao, right?

"The wound on my back hurts, I'll go another day." Helian Sheng found the most suitable reason.

Song Yao pursed her lips and muttered, "The injured person is the uncle, okay." ”

"Mother, in fact, Uncle Meiren'er is not bad, although sometimes he is cold, not as smiling and good-tempered as Uncle Yun, and not as much silver as Uncle Yun, but he is also very good-looking, and he can be regarded as having silver, why don't you let him be the father of Yuanbao?" Song Yuanbao held his chin and locked his gaze on He Liansheng's back.

Defeated by his son's whimsy, Song Yao slapped Song Yuanbao on the back of the head with a bluff, and didn't even make a sound.

"Stinky boy, those words in the carriage were in vain, didn't they?" Song Yao glared at her son with hatred, "It's okay to find a father if you want to, but you have to know the other party's life experience, and you also have to know what kind of wife the other party is looking for. ”

"But I haven't asked Uncle Meiren if she wants to!" Song Yuanbao rubbed the back of his head, followed behind Song Yao with his short legs, and shouted explainingly: "Mother, what if Uncle Meiren'er is a widow with a son?" I remember hearing someone say that this man and woman are married, that is, Wang Ba looks at mung beans and looks at each other, and I like to see my uncle who is beautiful when I look at my mother. ”

"Boy, you're tight-skinned, aren't you? Look at how I clean you up, old lady! Song Yao made a gesture, rolled up her sleeves and slapped Song Yuanbao's buttocks, "What do you mean by a widow who likes to take her son, doesn't your mother have any other advantages?" Also look at the mung bean, you should talk about it, your mother is the king or the mung bean! ”

"Ahh Mother, I know it's wrong, don't beat my ass, how will I meet people in the future! Song Yuanbao ran away with his little buttocks in his hands, and let out a pig-like scream from his mouth, "My mother is going to murder my own son, who will save me!" ”

He Liansheng, who was walking in front, had been listening to the conversation between the mother and son, and after a dull morning, he finally became cheerful.

Although Song Yuanbao compared him with Yun Zhongxiao, which made him very uncomfortable to listen to, Helian Sheng chose to only remember the last few words of Song Yuanbao, at least the little guy was conscious, and he could see his advantages, which was enough.

Helian Sheng excused himself with his injuries, and tried to find a way to ask Song Yao to cook food for him every day, and chat with him to pass the time.

After three days of delay, the group came to Zhuangzi.

I don't know much about farming, but the land at the foot of the mountain is indeed better than the neighborhood, and Song Yuanbao can still see it.

"It should work." He Liansheng gave a satisfactory answer, pointed to the foot of the nearby mountain and asked: "I see that most of the land near here is idle and no one takes care of it, do you know which village the people own?" ”

Song Yao shook his head and said, "The people are afraid of wasting seeds, so they won't farm here." These idle lands at the foot of the hill were rented by me and the village chiefs in the vicinity, just to compare the production with my own here. I didn't want to hide this improvement of the land, and I will make it public after the autumn harvest. But no one will believe what I say. ”

Helian Sheng glanced at Song Yao deeply and teased: "I didn't expect you, a woman who is greedy for money, to have such a kind heart and know how to serve the country and the people." ”

"Don't speak in such a sarcastic tone, I'm not that noble, though the result is the same. But I was very poor at that time, so I thought that the harvest of the people would be good, and everyone's life would be better, and then my business would be better. Song Yao shrugged his shoulders and said.

"That's not what my mother thinks." Song Yuanbao pouted on the side and said: "My mother told me at the time that the land at the foot of the mountain is cheap, and if there is really a good harvest, the poor people can afford to buy the land, so they don't have to be hungry like us, let alone sell their sons and daughters." ”

"You have a good memory, did my mother say that?" Nodding Song Yuanbao's forehead, Song Yao chuckled.

Song Yao did say this at the time, when she just had a little money, she still remembered the miserable situation when she was poor, and wanted more people to live a good life, but Song Yao would not sacrifice herself to help everyone, she could only do her best.

As for what she said to Helian Sheng, it wasn't all false, she did have such thoughts.

As a businessman, in the general environment, decide the base of money, as long as it is not a black-hearted businessman, of course, it is hoped that more and more wealthy people will be rich, so that business will be easy to do.

The interaction between the mother and son convinced Helian Sheng that Song Yao had indeed said so, and he had a good impression of her.

"Song Yao, do you know the difference between you and those famous ladies?" Helian Sheng suddenly asked.

"They are famous ladies, I am Song Yao!" Song Yao smiled lightly, and said with bright eyes: "There are many famous ladies in this world, but Song Yao is the only one. ”

"Haha! That's right, the unique Song Yao. Helian Sheng said meaningfully, with a deep meaning in his eyes that Song Yao couldn't understand.

The group walked towards the ranch, although Helian Sheng didn't like the taste here, but when he saw the 'new' farm, he was quite interested.

No matter how simple it is, it will be a different scene when you go to Song Yao, which is conducive to getting more benefits with the least cost.

If these things are passed on to the people, they will definitely make the people's lives richer, the treasury will be full, and raising troops will no longer be a headache for the imperial court.

Although Helian Sheng has no intention of taking the throne, as a royal man, many things will make him subconsciously think of Jiangshan Sheji.

Perhaps it was Helian Sheng's heart that made the emperor even more jealous of him, and he had to get rid of him.

"Mother, Brother Yinzi and I are going to pick eggs, is it okay to bake eggs at noon?" Hearing the clucking of the hen, Song Yuanbao's saliva began to flood.

Without waiting for Song Yao to reply, Song Yuanbao had already taken Yinzi's hand and ran towards the chicken coop.

It was the first time Helian Sheng had seen Yinzi, and when he saw the look in his eyes that turned around to ask Song Yao, his expression couldn't help but sink.

When he first saw the silver, Helian Sheng felt that this child was a little familiar, but he didn't think much about it, and at this moment he could almost conclude that the silver must have something to do with that person.

"What are you still doing, I'll take you to see the greenhouse. It's not finished yet, but I can explain it to you. Song Yao tugged at Helian Sheng's sleeve and walked in front to lead the way.

"Okay." Helian Sheng answered, and glanced in the direction of the silver again, only then did he keep up with Song Yao's pace.

Looking at the greenhouse that had not yet taken shape, after listening to Song Yao's explanation, Helian Sheng had already conceived the shape of the greenhouse in her mind, and also understood the reason why she was confident in building a greenhouse in the winter in the north.

Although the cost is not low, there are so many large families, and there are their own restaurants to do sales, which must be a way to make money, at least in the first few years.

Thinking of the restaurant, Helian Sheng was a little depressed, he wanted to talk to Song Yao about the partnership now, but Song Yao insisted on waiting until the agreed deadline arrived.

For more than three months, will he be able to stay in Hongyuan County forever?

"Song Yao, don't you think that the places around this Zhuangzi are empty, it's a waste?" The two strolled by the pond, and Helian Sheng proposed: "There are many rich people in Hongyuan County, and there are many landlords in the nearby towns, you only have two greenhouses here, and they will definitely be in short supply, so why not expand it and build a few more?" ”

"Didn't you think about it?" Glancing at Helian Sheng, Song Yao spread his hands and said: "In the past, the silver was not enough, but now I plan to buy the land first and build a greenhouse next year." There is an old saying that scarce things are expensive, even if they have money, they can't buy them, and then I can sign a contract for pre-sale, and use the money they take out to turn around, and when I show my strength next year, I don't have to worry about running out of money. ”

"White wolf with empty gloves?" Helian Sheng's eyelids jumped, thinking that he had said this to Song Yao in the first place, which would make Song Yao hold a grudge, so he wanted to retract this sentence.

"This is technical work, and people who have the ability to do it are called trading. The one who has no ability is the empty glove white wolf you said. Glancing at Helian Sheng, Song Yao continued: "Lian Sheng, I know that you can't stay here forever, and I also know that there is some unhappiness between you and Yun Zhongxiao. But I'm just an ordinary businessman, and I'm more inclined to our tripartite cooperation when it comes to the cooperation of restaurants, so I wonder if you really think about it? ”

"What if I don't want to?" Helian Sheng asked rhetorically.