As the two of them spoke, they didn't even notice a figure flashing through the hall behind them.

The door was gently pushed open.

Close it gently.

Didn't make a single sound.

That night, Song Shi naturally ignored Jiang's words, washed his feet and went into the house to sleep, no matter how the people outside the door shouted, he insisted on the principle of "since it can't bear fruit, there is no need to waste effort."

Angry, Jiang stomped his feet outside and scolded him for the iron.

In this regard, Song Shi said that he was not iron, but the pragmatism of a blacksmith.

Isn't it stupid to continue to pay even if you know that there is no result?

The little sugar cane in the Void Realm know that they can't do useless work.

Pragmatic men are the most handsome!

Rolled over and fell into a deep sleep.

Jiang didn't fall asleep most of the night.

When I got up in the morning, my head was groggy, and on this day, Song Shi still didn't strike iron.

She's used to it.

It's useless to urge.

Fortunately, there is still stock in the shop.

"Blacksmith."

Seeing Song Shi coming out of the house, she hurriedly shouted, "I have something to tell you."

Song Shi was surprised.

"Something happens during the day? Don't you only have things to do at night?"

Jiang: ". What nonsense!" She glared at him, "I'm down to business."

Song Shi sighed, brushed his teeth with a willow branch dipped in salt, "Then say it."

She looked inside.

The kids are still sleeping.

walked up to Song Shi and lowered his voice, "That's the case, I think that now that the weather is getting warmer, the fourth child is more than three years old, so I can let him live with his brothers, the two of us, how can there be a reason for husband and wife to live separately."

Song Shi knew what she was thinking.

looked at her sideways, "Aren't you afraid that the fourth child will kick the quilt at night and get cold?"

"Huzi and the twins are both older, so they should be able to take care of their younger brother," she wasn't sure.

Song Shi spit out the water in his mouth, "Huzi and they are still children, they can't wake up when they sleep thunderously at night, they don't say good things, and they take care of their younger brother, it's good not to grab the quilt."

Jiang: "."

What's the matter?

There's no way she's really going to be a widow.

The two have no blood connection in the first place, and it is impossible to have them in the future, and if they are separated, what is the point of her life.

If you can't get the blacksmith, the silver in the blacksmith's hand won't give her care, she can't touch the family's money bag, what about her four sons, the eldest and the second and third will say goodbye in a few years, what will she say!

She didn't think a blacksmith could make many meters!

And the matter of reading

Seeing that the registration time for Li Xiucai's side is about to close, if you don't go, you won't be able to go.

Thinking of this, she gritted her teeth, "How can the boy keep sticking to his mother, I have to let him be independent, it's a big deal that I get up a few more times at night to cover him with a quilt."

Song Shi shook his head, "You can't do this."

"No way? Why not? What's wrong?" Jiang thought he was worried that he would not be able to get up from too much sleep, so he immediately promised, "I feel shallow, I can get up."

"You can get up, what if you wake me up, do I have to work." He still shook his head, "I've been sleeping alone for so many years, and I definitely can't sleep with many people around me."

"You", what are you doing, you've been lazy these days, okay!

Jiang almost didn't control it.

She took a deep breath, "Blacksmith, what do you mean?"

Don't you want to live this day!

Be.

She admitted that she looked down on this iron-struck, and it was she who proposed to take the children to separate rooms at the beginning, but, but you are a man, you.

Song Shi looked at her with extremely blank eyes, and replied in an extremely innocent voice, "What do you mean? I'm not bored.

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"Then why are you?" She bit her lip.

"Then why are you, we have been living like this all the time, I think it's very good, why do you have to change, what's the use of you moving in with me, what can you change, nothing can be changed, so why bother to change, it's just more trouble."

It's like slag.

Knowing that he wants to raise a group of white-eyed wolves, he still continues to raise them, and uses love to influence them, and he exhausts his brainpower to twist the other party's temperament, and the other party may not be able to pinch it according to what you think, maybe he is respectful to you on the surface but is actually a sesame filling

Why bother.

It's not his own son.

If you want to do charity, go to the charity.

<divcss=&ot;ntentadv&ot;> blacksmith has an eldest sister, and the eldest sister's family conditions are not very good.

Jiang was angry when he saw his philistine face.

It's not that you didn't know what you were earlier, so what kind of relatives did you become!

Why don't you say yes in the first place!

You should be living alone!

The two parted unhappily.

Fortunately, on this day, the blacksmith, who had been on vacation for a long time, finally started work.

The sound of striking iron sounded in the shop.

The depression in Jiang's heart gradually subsided with the sound of the clang.

Never mind.

It's a long time coming.

She doesn't believe in blacksmiths, a normal man doesn't want women in his life.

As long as he strikes iron and the family has income, that's fine.

As everyone knows, these days, she is worried that one day her family will run out of food.

That's scary.

But in the Song Dynasty, iron was iron, but it was not like the original scum that hammered from morning to black.

He stopped every now and then to observe.

And he went to see the fire of the stove.

Various adjustments.

At the end of the day, there were more things than the original slag, and I was not so tired.

For dinner, Jiang's rare braised pork was burned.

He also poured him wine.

The smile is full of all kinds of earnestness.

Song Shi suspected that she had added extra seasonings to the dishes.

In the middle of the night, there was an unexpected knock on the door.

He ignored it.

The next morning, I packed up and went to the provincial capital.

Striking iron earns little and is tiring, but he still has to think of another way out.

Leave a message, "I'll go out and do something." Just left.

Jiang asked him for silver.

I want to live on my expenses.

Song Shi also gave it.

It's just that he didn't give the original scum so generously, and he only counted two hundred copper plates for her.

Jiang was dissatisfied.

It's too little.

The broken thoughts are not enough, and they talk about the stepfather or something.

Song Shi didn't like to listen to her, so he said directly, "I was originally a stepfather, you think it's not good for me to be a stepfather, you go find a good one for them!"

The Jiang family was stunned.

Song Shi didn't even look at her, and left with his baggage.

Leaving Jiang standing at the door with a gloomy face.

It's not to send, it's not to send.

He went for half a month.

Halfway through, Jiang's old lady came to the house, carrying a basket on her back, covered with a layer of cloth, and a few green leaves were exposed.

The old Wang family craned their necks and looked at the blacksmith shop.

Biting her ear with the lady next door: "What did you say the old lady of the Zhou family sent to her grandchildren this time?"

The eldest lady laughed, "It is estimated that it is the delicacies of the dragon meat and bird's nest."

"You say I don't have such a good mother-in-law, oops, I envy the Jiang family, she has such a good mother-in-law, why should she marry!"

"You cramped ghost!"

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