But if you want to get the meat back, you can only bypass Li Dan, the fierce and vicious man.

Seeing Li Dan glaring at herself, Zhao Lingling hesitated again and again and went back to call Song Zhifeng.

Song Zhifeng was hugging Song Tianbao, Song Tianbao was several months old, and he looked extremely thin because he couldn't eat enough every day.

Hearing the movement, Song Zhifeng went out and saw that Liu Ming was each coming back with a small piece of meat.

Liu Ming and the others noticed Song Zhifeng's gaze and slammed the door shut.

Song Zhifeng pursed his lips, and after a while, the door opened, and Song Zhifeng turned his head and saw Zhao Lingling coming back empty-handed, and the joy on his face suddenly disappeared.

He frowned and said, "Where's the meat?"

"The meat was detained by them, and a tall man told you to take it yourself."

Zhao Lingling didn't know Minghong's name, so she could only describe it like this.

Song Zhifeng sat down on the bed all of a sudden, muttering a sentence in his mouth: "It's over! Minghong came to take revenge on me, he was going to vent his anger on Mingjing. 「」

Zhao Lingling listened to the clouds, who is Minghong? Why do you want to vent your anger for Mingjing?

Could it be that this is a man who has a particularly good relationship with Ming Jing?

As soon as she thought of this, Zhao Lingling blushed angrily and said, "This Mingjing is also too watery Yang Hua, I caused that Li Dan to beat you before, and now I don't know what kind of relationship someone has come, make it difficult for you, I think it's best for us to leave this Dongshui Village, and the province will be cheaped by them all day long!"

"Oh, what do you know? Where are we going after we leave Dongshui Village? You say?"

In the past few years, the hukou has followed the educated youth to the countryside, and if they run away and stay here, they will run away and be criticized.

Obviously, Zhao Lingling also thought of it, was silent, and said half-loudly: "Then don't we want that mutton!"

Although the meat is not very good, the children can eat more when the meat is opened.

"Yes!" Song Zhifeng looked at his son on the bed and couldn't regret it, Zhao Lingling could give him a son, and he would have been with them.

"Song Jiaojiao is not there?" Before Song Zhifeng went out, he still hesitated, and asked Zhao Lingling, how he was also Song Jiaojiao's father, that is, Minghong wanted to rectify himself, and he shouldn't dare to go too far in front of Song Jiaojiao.

That's not for him Song Zhifeng, that's for Song Jiaojiao.

"In! That dead girl is sitting next to Ming Jing!" Zhao Lingling hugged Song Tianbao and sent Song Zhifeng out.

After thinking about it for a long time, he went back to the house and added a few more clothes to the child, and hugged him out, Song Zhifeng couldn't have an accident, otherwise the richest man would be gone in a few years.

When Song Zhifeng arrived, Li Dan and the others were moving the desk back, it was freezing and snowy, and there were almost no people in the wheat field.

Song Zhifeng saw Ming Hong leaning on the side, and then looked at Song Jiaojiao, who was giggling with Ming Jing and didn't know what to say.

After a long time, he mustered up the courage and said, "Where am I going to get my mutton?"

Only then did Li Dan and the others see Song Zhifeng, and when they saw Song Zhifeng's thin body talking, their voices were shaking.

To be honest, this kind of man who doesn't have two taels of flesh on his body, and now he can't even count as a little white face, it's okay if Sister Ming Jing kicked it at the beginning.

Minghong opened his eyes, and there was no trace of warmth in his eyes towards Song Zhifeng.

He kicked the basket in front of him and said, "Here, come and get it?"

Song Zhifeng trembled even more, trembling to Minghong.

Bent down, as soon as his hand touched the piece of neck meat, as soon as his heart was loosened, he heard Minghong say faintly: "I heard, you have another son?"

"Yes, yes!" Song Zhifeng stammered and didn't dare to raise his head.

"Congratulations on that!" Ming Hong's hand was like a knife and patted Song Zhifeng's face.

"Rejoice, rejoice." As soon as Song Zhifeng finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself.

Minghong smiled even more happily and said, "How old is your son?"

Song Zhifeng knew that Ming Hong would not attack a child, he would only deal with himself, although he didn't know why he asked, he still said honestly, "It's been more than four months."

"Well, then I've missed his 100 days!" Minghong touched his chin, and he looked like he was really sorry.

"No, it's fine, it's not important." God knows how excited Song Zhifeng was after having a son, and sent a letter home early the next morning.

Baitian was even more excited to take out the money he had hidden and buy a new dress for the boy.

Now in front of Ming Hong, Song Zhifeng can only try to show that Song Tianbao is not rare at all.

In order to ask Minghong to treat him mercilessly.

"That's not going to work, we used to do it! It's more or less a brother, and now I have to give him some greeting gifts."

As soon as Minghong finished speaking, Song Zhifeng looked like he was about to cry, and said, "Brother Minghong, all this is my fault, Tianbao is still a child, can you be merciful and let him go?"

Song Zhifeng thought that Minghong was viciously dealing with a month-old child now, so he was so frightened that he knelt directly in the snow, crying and begging Minghong for mercy.

Song Zhifeng didn't want to be so embarrassed, it was really that Minghong had given him too much shadow before.

"Song Zhifeng, what are you doing here? I just heard that your son can't eat enough every day, and he wants to find a stable job for his useless father, so that your son doesn't have to be like Jiaojiao, and he has to rely on his own mother to support him since he was a child!"

Minghong pulled Song Zhifeng up with a smile, and Zhao Lingling, who followed from afar, originally saw Song Zhifeng kneeling in the snow, and was just about to come over to help, but saw Song Zhifeng being picked up again.

The thin Song Zhifeng is like a chick in Minghong's hands, saying that he will pick it up.

"Big brother! Dear big brother! Are you really going to introduce me to a job?"

Song Zhifeng was dizzy by this sudden pie, and couldn't believe that this was said by Ming Hong.

After he was right to Ming Jing and Song Jiaojiao, Minghong also had to introduce him to work, could it be that Minghong also felt that a man must have a son, and the incense of the Song family must be passed on.

Right! It must be like this.

At this time, Song Zhifeng's eyes were different when he saw Ming Hong, and he was all moved.

Seeing Song Zhifeng pulling his sleeve excitedly, a trace of disgust flashed in Minghong's eyes, and he threw Song Zhifeng in the snow in the next second.

With a shocked expression on Song Zhifeng's face, he said lightly, "I don't like others to touch me."

"Yes, yes." Ming Hong didn't like others to touch him, at that time he and Ming Jing had just gotten married, and once when he went out, he saw a girl who had to pull and pull him, and he threw him away.

A beautiful girl Minghong dislikes being like that, not to mention that she is embarrassed now.

Song Zhifeng couldn't help but rejoice in his heart, fortunately it was winter now, there was no taste, if he estimated that he hadn't approached Minghong in the summer, he would have kicked him away, where could he still get a decent job.

"Brother Minghong, what kind of job is it?" Song Zhifeng couldn't wait to ask.

"Oh, this is not in a hurry, you said you, you don't say a word when you marry someone else, you don't even have a banquet, right? Just got a certificate?"

"This..." Song Zhifeng was a little embarrassed, talking to his former brother-in-law about this kind of topic, no matter how thick-skinned Song Zhifeng was, he couldn't say it, it was their move to break their shoes and be found out.

"Forget it, as long as you sign this piece of paper, I'll give you a good job!"

Minghong didn't bother to waste time with Song Zhifeng, Jiaojiao had already winked at him just now.

Slowly pulling out a piece of paper from his arms, Song Zhifeng took it with a puzzled expression, and slowly the expression on his face changed from doubt to anger, and then he was as weak as a deflated balloon.

"How? Sign it!"

It is either anything else that Song Jiaojiao has nothing to do with Song Zhifeng in the future, and Song Zhifeng cannot mention the relationship with Song Jiaojiao on any occasion or in any way. jj.br>

"Brother Minghong, do you know this Jiaojiao?" Song Zhifeng originally wanted to quarrel, but after his eyes came into contact with Ming Hong's cold eyes, he immediately coaxed again.

"She's still too young to care so much, why don't you agree?" Ming Hong's terrible gaze fell on Song Zhifeng's

On his face, Song Zhifeng immediately withered.

But he didn't want to break off his relationship with Song Jiaojiao like this, so that if Song Jiaojiao had any interest in the future, he wouldn't be able to get involved.

"Zhifeng, what's wrong?" Zhao Lingling suddenly appeared behind Song Zhifeng with the child in her arms, and her gentle appearance made people indulge in it.

Sure enough, Song Zhifeng immediately felt that Zhao Lingling was good, although she did not have Mingjing's beauty, she had a gentleness that Mingjing did not have.

And they also have sons.

As soon as he saw the son in Zhao Lingling's arms, Song Zhifeng immediately couldn't help but show a fatherly expression.

A trace of anger and coldness flashed in Minghong's eyes, and he said casually on his face: "This is your son, who is not as thin as Jiaojiao when he was a child."

Song Zhifeng also noticed that he can't show that he loves Song Tianbao too much now, Ming Hong is not Ming Jing, he will take care of it, he is unreasonable to beat you.

"yes, yes." Song Zhifeng could only echo the words.

"Zhifeng, I just heard you say that you don't work?"

Zhao Lingling had just eavesdropped on it for a long time, and she knew that the man in front of her was Ming Jing's brother.

The throbbing in her heart was suppressed in an instant, and the relationship between her and Ming Jing had absolutely no point of relaxation, and Song Zhifeng would be a monopoly in the future, which no one could compare.

Seeing Zhao Lingling ask, Ming Hong narrowed his eyes and said, "It's nothing, just let Song Zhifeng sign a guarantee and give him a job!"

Well? Zhao Lingling snatched the blank paper, her eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and she broke off her relationship with Song Jiaojiao, and Song Zhifeng and Song Jiaojiao had nothing to do with each other in the future.

This is really a good deal, using this relationship can not only make Song Zhifeng rich in the future, Song Jiaojiao will not be able to share a dime, but also come to a life-saving straw when they are in difficulty now.

Song Jiaojiao is simply their mascot.

The more Zhao Lingling thought about this deal, the more cost-effective it became, and immediately grabbed Song Zhifeng and begged: "Brother Zhifeng, you can sign it, you see that you will have a job after signing, and our Tianbao will not be hungry." Look how pitiful he is that he can't eat enough every day!"