Song Hongguo's questioning, of course, the system will not admit it, "I just think that it would be a tyrannical thing to let such a handsome guy not flirt." ”

"Heh......"

"That face, that figure, that temperament, you really don't want to sleep?" The system was puzzled, "Don't you covet his body at all?" This is not scientific! ”

Are you really not greedy? Song Hongguo asked herself, thinking of that fairy-like face, okay, she is greedy, but in these years, she has to be responsible when she sleeps, and she is really not a good scumbag.

So, we can only stop there.

Before going to bed, Song Hongguo washed the wool and the underwear, autumn clothes and pants bought, and hung them on the lanyard in the house, and when they were lying on the bed, Song Hongguo told the story of the gourd baby as usual, and when it came to the third baby, Ling Yuan fell asleep in her arms, she was in a daze, so she heard a faint voice, "Didn't you say that you were discussing the purchase of a house?" ”

"Huh?"

"It's too expensive to live in a guest house, you have to pay a dollar a day, it's really not good, let's temporarily move to your hospital's dormitory building first, and it won't be ......very crowded to clean up there."

Song Hongguo was sobered up by his chatter, and hurriedly said, "Let's go buy it tomorrow!" ”

"Really? When? Where to buy? Do you have a plan in mind, or do you want to ask around? How big of ...... do you want to buy?" Ling Zhi asked repeatedly, about to finalize this matter.

"Stop, stop!" Song Hongguo couldn't cry or laugh, seeing him staring at her uncompromisingly, she had to explain helplessly, "If I have a plan, I will go to the Tomato Brigade, which is not far from the commune, and in the future, it will be convenient for me to go to work or for you to go to school." ”

"Tomato Brigade? What do you know about there...... Got it? ”

"I haven't been there, I heard that it is surrounded by mountains on three sides, the location at the foot of the mountain, there are a lot of wild persimmon trees, in autumn and winter, the red ones are like hanging lanterns, festive and beautiful, there are chestnuts and wild walnuts in the mountains, just pick them up, but there are more coxadocus on the mountain, do you know coxagulus? In the north, in autumn, enjoy the red leaves, this red leaf is the leaves of the cocoon, the whole valley, gorgeous and colorful, by the way, there is a lake, now there is a drought everywhere, but the tomato brigade is never short of water. ”

"There are mountains and rivers, this is a good place......" Ling Zhi listened with a yearning face, and couldn't help but be apprehensive, "Such a place, are you willing to accept us?" ”

"We just buy a house to live in, and the hukou is still in the factory hospital, and we don't need the rations in the detachment, so there is no conflict of interest, what other opinions can they have?"

"However, I have heard that some villages are very xenophobic......"

Song Hongguo smiled and said in a long tone, "But I'm not an outsider, that's my grandfather's house." ”

……

The next day, before dawn, Ling Zhi woke up, as soon as he moved, Song Hongguo opened his eyes, the room was dark and she couldn't see the watch clearly, she muttered speechlessly, "Why are you up so early?" ”

"Buy a house!"

“……”

Seeing him smearing and pulling his clothes on the bed, the irrepressible excitement was about to turn into substance, Song Hongguo sighed and turned on the light, "Wait, I'll get up first, the autumn clothes and pants should be dry, I'll bake them again and put them on." ”

"Hmm."

At this time, the style of autumn clothes and autumn pants is single, loose and not close-fitting, fortunately, the material is thick, after Ling Zhi put it on, he touched it lovingly, put on cotton clothes and cotton pants, and the whole person was more energetic, Song Hongguo couldn't help but quip, "Good quality clothes are worn in it and can't be seen, so the feeling is different, right?" ”

Ling Zhixiao's face flushed, picked up the basin and rushed into the bathroom.

Song Hongguo laughed for a while, turned his head and saw that Ling Yuan was also woken up by the two of them, so he helped him also get dressed, new autumn clothes and autumn pants, new cotton jackets and cotton pants, as well as new gowns, new socks, just pants and shoes.

Dressed neatly, handsome can be a children's model.

"Wow, my son is so good-looking, isn't he?" Song Hongguo had the smile of an old mother, eager to take a wild shot with her mobile phone, and then frantically show off in the circle of friends.

Ling Yuan touched the clothes on his body rarely, only caring about the silly music of hehe.

In the morning, Song Hongguo still made Yangchun noodles, everyone had eggs in their bowls, they ate it with satisfaction, cleaned up the neat rope, held one in one hand, and the mother and son went out happily.

I asked someone casually on the road, and I knew how to go to the tomato brigade, and it was easy to find it, along the main street in front of the factory hospital, and went west, and I saw the persimmon forest, and I arrived.

Out of the commune, the cement road became a dirt road, the fields on both sides were planted with wheat, the wheat seedlings were not good, sparse and pulled, not yet green, look at it is even less spiritual, farther away, is the village house, hidden behind the locust tree or paulownia tree, most of them are thatched roofs, adobe walls, wood tied into the door of the house, occasionally hear a few rooster crows and children's cries, and the curling smoke together, drifting in the air, spread far away.

They went out early, didn't meet a few people on the road, passed through five villages, and after walking for nearly an hour, they finally saw the persimmon forest.

Persimmon forest at the foot of the mountain, look at it from afar, you can also feel that the branches are stout, after a winter, there are not many persimmons left on the branches, hanging in twos and threes, like black and white ink paintings dotted with a few gorgeous flowers, instantly vivid and bright, and then in the distance, is the rolling mountain, the mountain is not too high, just extend far away, one after another, the middle also formed a valley, because the two sides are planted mostly coxagulus, it is called the red leaf valley.

There is a stream from the valley of red leaves down the mountain, through the persimmon forest, is the tomato brigade, from high to low, the tomato brigade is divided into two, the people in the village usually wash and scrub are in this stream, more than one meter wide, the water speed is very slow, the water quality is clear, the residents on both sides push the door, walk a few steps to step on the stone steps down, not only very convenient, but also add poetry to this village.

The stream flows through the village and then joins the reed lake, and from the reed lake, flows into the distance, of course, the lake here is not called the reed lake, the village people are used to calling it the reed pond.

The reason why Song Hongguo knows so clearly is not because of the original owner, the original owner from her adoptive father, only roughly understands that this is her grandfather's house, what relatives are here, and she will not be without support when she comes, she understands that it is because she came here to play in her previous life, yes, sixty years later, it has become a famous leisure and vacation place in the city, not only the mountains and rivers are beautiful, but also a lot of fun facilities, in addition, there are various works of art made of reeds, agricultural and sideline products developed by persimmons, Even a famous director took a fancy to this place and filmed a TV series here, which made Tomato Village even more popular.

At that time, it was difficult to find a house here, and Song Hongguo deeply envied the original villagers who lived here, and the paradise was ordinary, who didn't want to live?

And now, she can finally have it.