"That's just as well." The other person nodded, and then asked, "No news yet?" ”

Song Shi rolled his eyes.

Hey, you're just provoking it, it's lively.

Who in the whole town doesn't know that the Song blacksmith has been facing the scorching yang qi for many years, and it is difficult for the heirs.

The doctor said that it was difficult, that is, it was not easy for people to say it too directly, but the real meaning is that we must understand ourselves, can we still deceive ourselves if we can deceive others, if we can't give birth, we can't give birth.

Otherwise, there can be something to do with the Jiang family.

The man laughed dryly, with a hint of sympathy in his laughter, and he patted Song Shi on the shoulder, looking empathetic.

"Or. Hug one? I have a relative's daughter-in-law who is about to give birth recently, but the family is poor and can't support it, if you want, I'll tell him. ”

Song Shi shook his head, "There are four in my family, why do you raise so many, besides, who will take care of the children." ”

"Your daughter-in-law!"

"You're just funny." Song Shi sneered, "She can't take care of her own son, and she still has the energy to take other people's children?" Everyone knows the difference between biological and non-biological children, and if you are you, let you take someone else's child, and the child will fight for your family property in the future, are you willing? ”

"Whoever wants to fight with the son of labor and management can't kill him!" The man blurted out.

Song Shi did not hide the ridicule on his face, "Look at it, look at it." ”

The man: "."

Touched his head, okay.

The backyard finally quieted down.

The three sugar gourds were distributed to the four children, but in the end, the fourth child endured too much.

He's only three years old, and he's easy to coax.

But the three big ones are not easy to deceive.

No one suffered, but they just didn't feel good.

Rock sugar gourds are sweet and sour, and their lives are pure sour.

This is the case with children without a father.

When watching Song at night, it is even more unpleasant.

The mother said that he took the sugar gourd he bought for them, he is an adult, how embarrassed!

If Song Shi knew what they thought, he was afraid that he would reply with a sentence: 'Your family eats me, drinks me, lives in me, and I am embarrassed, I eat the sugar gourd that I bought with the money I earned by myself, why am I embarrassed'.

Dinner was roast chicken.

Merely.

Song Shi glanced at the plate, this chicken, is it a cripple? Wood has legs?

Very good.

You can reduce your living expenses for the next month.

Where can I afford to spend a tael of silver on a vegetarian diet every day, less than half of it.

Since the grandmother of the cheap sons was willing to provide for them, and he was unwilling to raise this group of white-eyed wolves, it happened that everyone was happy.

Anyway, the slag will not be able to rely on anyone in the future.

Smart people should stop their losses in time from now on.

He is not at all like the original scum who can drink a plate of peanuts and rice, and leaves all the good ones for his wife and stepson to eat, and he gnawed half of them in the eyes of the Jiang and Huzi twins.

No stress.

No weakness.

The chicken legs have become the old lady of the Zhou family who feels sorry for her grandson and sent them to give them a tooth sacrifice, and he is not allowed to eat anything else?

After eating, he went to the shop again, bolted the door, scooped hot water and washed his face and feet, and went back to the house to rest.

This body has been tired for many years, and only retirement can alleviate the strain.

Jiang put the children to sleep.

Freshen up.

I wiped my hair oil and lipstick in the mirror, and I also took a silver hairpin, I felt beautiful when I looked left and right, changed into a light shirt, looked back at my sleeping little son, and then gently opened the door.

Knock knock

"Old Song, Old Song"

She shouted softly outside the door.

The April night was still a little cool.

She tugged at her shirt and got goosebumps on her arms.

"Old Song"

"What are you doing, you don't sleep at night, it's called a soul!"

There was an impatient roar from inside.

Jiang was taken aback.

Busy shouted in a low voice, "It's me, open the door!" ”

Song Shi lay on the bed and didn't move.

On this cold night, don't let labor and management come out of this warm bed.

"If you have something to say, say it."

It is impossible to open the door.

It's impossible to go to the ground.

Jiang bit his lip, his eyes flowed, and his voice was coquettish, "You don't know what people are looking for you, hurry up." ”

Song Shi:.

It's speechless.

You're too bad a woman, aren't you?

During the day, the cattle worked hard, kept turning, and they were not full for three meals, and at night they finally rested, and they had to shout to work overtime

You're sick!

Your ex-husband's family name is Zhou

No, Zhou is not as good at picking up skin as you are.

"Labor and management are tired, I don't want to think about it!"

Outside the door Jiang:.

Knock speechless.

Don't eat the fat delivered to the door, are you stupid!

When had she been treated in such cold hands, the blacksmith used to kneel down and lick her shoes like a dog in order to eat meat.

Is this a transgender child today?

"Old Song"

She didn't give up, and her voice turned a few times, charming and charming.

"It's so cold."

Song Shi hurriedly wrapped the quilt, "Then you go back to the house quickly, my quilt is small, not enough for two people to cover." ”

Don't rob me.

You can't win.

I won't let you.

Jiang: "I don't want your quilt!" "Angry and stamped.

"That's good." Song Shi breathed a sigh of relief, "You go back, I'll talk about it tomorrow, I'm sleepy, so I'll sleep first!" ”

After that, no matter what Jiang said again, he didn't respond.

It didn't take long for a snoring sound to come out.

Jiang listened to the snoring inside, his face turned blue and white, and he kicked the door hatefully.

In the end, he jumped back to the house with tears in his eyes.

As he walked, he cursed in his heart: Damn blacksmith, if you have the ability, you will never let the old lady enter the house, and in the future, there will be a kind of don't come to ask the old lady, and then you should know how powerful the old lady is!

The annoying fly was gone, and Song Shi turned over and fell asleep peacefully.

Early the next morning.

Jiang woke up from his dream.

Sit up suddenly.

Wrong!

That's not right!

But for a while, she didn't understand what was wrong!

I put on my clothes in a daze.

Glancing at her youngest son, who was still asleep, she got out of bed and put on her shoes.

Slowly pushed open the door and walked out into the courtyard.

In the courtyard, there was no difference from yesterday, the day before yesterday, and many days before.

But she just felt awkward.

Like, as if there was something she had overlooked, that was important.

Blacksmith Blacksmith!

Jiang's pupils shrank sharply!

Yes, it's a blacksmith!

The blacksmith shop was as quiet as a chicken, and the annoying sound of striking iron in the past was nothing today!

What does this mean?

This means that the blacksmith did not strike iron today!

If he doesn't strike iron and the shop doesn't open, then there is no income!

This. It's much more serious than expected.

"Blacksmith! Blacksmith! ”

She shouted as she ran to the shop.

The shop was pitch black.

Jiang's heart was cold.

It's the same as when she stood outside the door last night and was rejected.

"What are you doing, what's the ghost calling when you don't cook!"

Behind him came the man's dissatisfied voice.

Jiang Shi turned around violently, "Why didn't you strike iron today?" ”

Question.

Song Shi had an unreasonable expression on her illness, "If you don't fight, you don't fight." ”

And what reason could there be.

There are 996 at work, doesn't he have time off as a craftsman?

Self-employed people have free time, you know.

(End of chapter)