Please, her mother is the heroine, and the village chief, you are like this, it will make her feel that they are the villains!

"Since the village chief said so, then I don't think it's right for me to ask for something."

"Then let Aunt Tian give us one of her houses." Song Zhifeng stared straight at the village chief.

Before the village chief could take a smile, his face stiffened.

Ming Jing was not surprised by this news at all, she guessed early on that it was because Song Zhifeng had no place to live, so she tossed so much.

However, for him to give up her house easily, Ming Jing secretly guarded against it.

Before the village chief could think of what to say, Aunt Tian jumped up and shouted, "How is this possible? No way! No way! ”

Her house has a total of two tiled rooms, one for cooking and eating, and one for sleeping, where is there a place for Song Zhifeng to live.

"Then you see, Lingling is pregnant now, I was injured again, I am living in the cowshed, I will definitely die, if you don't beat me so hard, I may be able to survive, now let us live in the cowshed, you are the murderer!"

Song Zhifeng is unrelenting, Aunt Tian doesn't have many eyes, but she is not a big fool.

Song Zhifeng took Xiao San to live in her house, she just didn't feel ashamed and panicked, and she firmly disagreed.

The village chief also knew that Song Zhifeng was making it difficult for a strong man, and he was not in a hurry and said: "Song Zhiqing! You made this request, you see that Aunt Tian does not agree, and besides, Aunt Tian has an injury at home, it is not convenient for you to take your newly married daughter-in-law to live in! ”

"So what do you say? We can't really live in the cowshed! Song Zhifeng felt all over his body at this time, and Aunt Tian was really ruthless.

"Look, the cowshed where you live is arranged from above, and I can't change it, otherwise if there is still a place for the educated youth, you can take your daughter-in-law to live there."

The village chief is old, and he can't hold it after staying up for so long, knowing what Song Zhifeng wants to do, the matter will be easy to handle.

just wanted to get rid of Song Zhifeng quickly, and he also wanted to go home and sleep.

Seeing what Song Zhifeng wanted to say, the village chief interrupted: "Okay, it's not okay to let Aunt Tian make up for your body with a chicken." ”

"That's the matter of the house, you should go to the educated youth center now, they are late and they fall asleep, but no one will open the door for you."

Aunt Tian didn't want to make up for the chickens, her family was counting on those two chickens to lay eggs, alas, only to buy a hen that didn't lay eggs from others tomorrow.

Everyone worked for a day during the day, and he was really tired at this time, and the village chief walked home quickly, and he took care of all the trivial things, he was really tired today.

Aunt Tian saw that the matter was resolved, returned to normal, and went home with a snort and closed the door.

When Song Zhifeng looked back, the door of Ming Jing's house had already been closed, and he also heard the sound of metal, and it was estimated that Ming Jing had locked the door from the inside again.

His eyes were dim and uncertain, Song Zhifeng didn't speak, and took Zhao Lingling to the Zhiqing Institute in the dark.

Zhao Lingling was complaining all the way, and Mingjing's ruthlessness did not miss the old love.

Zhao Lingling put her arm around Song Zhifeng and said, "Even if Brother Zhifeng likes someone else in the future, I won't do this to Brother Zhifeng." ”

Song Zhifeng smiled tiredly, and the people in the educated youth center saw Song Zhifeng coming over with a woman.

looked at Zhao Lingling, and after everyone looked at each other, they all understood Zhao Lingling's identity.

This is the woman who got involved with the married woman, and everyone's eyes began to be contemptuous, disdainful.

made Zhao Lingling, who had always been arrogant, very unhappy, and endured it without having a seizure, and Song Zhifeng explained his intentions.

When the people from the Zhiqing Institute heard that it was the village chief, they all looked bad, but they didn't dare not let them in.

This house is all in the village, so what's wrong with arranging two people to come in.

When Zhao Lingling saw the small house next to the pit, she almost collapsed.

I couldn't help screaming and asking a few people: "How can you give us this house to live in?" ”

This house is next to the thatched pit, not to mention the dampness and insects, but the smell is enough to isolate people.

Song Zhifeng's face was also pale, he didn't expect that the educated youths who had been polite to him when they saw him before would blatantly bully people.

Coming into contact with Song Zhifeng's unkind gaze, the squad leader in the educated youth was also a little evasive.

But the village has given so many rooms, everyone sleeps in the Chase bunk separately for men and women, and there is also a kitchen, so the kitchen can't be moved here, so how can they eat?

Besides, Song Zhifeng was unhappy that he could not live, and no one forced him to live.

Thinking like this, the squad leader straightened his waist to accept Song Zhifeng's scrutiny.

Song Zhifeng didn't expect that these people would really dare to unite with the village to bully him? Don't they know that the village has no intention of accepting them at all?

Shouldn't they be twisted into a rope with themselves to fight against the unhealthy practices of the village?

There was a female intellectual, who was already very sleepy, looking at Song Zhifeng and the confrontation with them.

instantly became angry: "You can't live it?" If you don't stay, let's go, we'll have this room, don't delay people to sleep? ”

Most of the female intellectuals said their thoughts, originally they had to work tomorrow, and they wanted to lie in bed and sleep when they were tired.

"But this is too bad, how can I live in people." Zhao Lingling brought on the face of a little white flower again, and said pitifully.

Zhao Lingling is still here and dislikes it, and the female intellectuals are annoyed: "Anyway, we are in this empty room, if you dislike it, you can't live, anyway, I'll go back to sleep first." ”

As soon as the female intellectuals took the lead, they immediately followed, so they didn't want to pay attention to people with bad morals like him.

Zhao Lingling was interrupted in the middle of speaking, biting her lip aggrievedly, and tears appeared in her eyes.

The squad leader is a boy, seeing Zhao Lingling like this, even if they have a bad reputation, he still reminded: "If you want to live together, there is only this one, or you can live separately." ”

After saying that, the squad leader also ran away, and if he got up late tomorrow, he was scolded by the villagers, they did little work, and they were afraid that the food for the winter would not be enough to eat when they were late.

The squad leader and the others were in a hurry to rest, and in Zhao Lingling's eyes, seeing their faces like snakes and scorpions, tears of anger fell.

Song Zhifeng didn't have the strength to coax anymore, and when he opened the door, a smell of damp rot mixed with feces came to his face.

Zhao Lingling vomited on the spot, and after vomiting for half an hour, Zhao Lingling felt that her bitter gall was about to vomit out, so she stopped.

Song Zhifeng kept patting her on the back, and at this time, there was not only the smell of before, but also the sour smell of vomiting in the air.

At this time, the disgust on Song Zhifeng's face was directly undisguised, and he said: "Or we will live separately..."

"No way!" Before Song Zhifeng could speak, he was interrupted by Zhao Lingling.