Lu Yunting stood outside the door eavesdropping, the four people in the room smiled happily, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl a little.

He didn't know Song Wenjun, he only knew that she was Song Wenhao's own sister.

When the matchmaker came to his house to propose marriage, he praised Song Wenjun like a fairy, but he was not interested in women's appearances, and he couldn't remember the other party's face.

But when I heard that she was Song Wenhao's sister, I didn't think about it, and agreed to it.

At that time, he had already received a telegram from above, and he would be picked up at the secret base in a few days.

His parents are old and his younger brother is still young, and after he left, the family must have a woman to support him, so he only met Song Wenjun once, and hurriedly got a marriage certificate and held a simple wedding.

never expected that the above would send someone over on his wedding day, and he didn't even explain a word to Song Wenjun.

In the past three years, a major event happened in the base, and there were traitors inside, which caused his letters to be intercepted, so he changed it to only write Song Wenjun's name, and the content was blank.

He thought that Song Wenjun would definitely be able to read his letter.

In addition, he knew what virtues his two uncles had, so he deliberately only sent 50 yuan to his family every month.

The second uncle loves to take advantage, fifty yuan is rubbed with some oil by his hand, and then in the hands of his parents, how can there be twenty or thirty yuan left!

Listening to Song Wenjun's meaning, his parents were sick and died one after another because they had no money for treatment, and after eating later, he was going to the village chief and the second uncle's house to ask clearly, where did the fifty yuan go?

"Let's eat, clean up the table, and taste my craft tonight."

He was cooking in the kitchen, and his eyes were on Song Wenjun to go back and forth to the warehouse several times, and each time he brought something inside, heavy, was it a stone?

"Brother, I'll call my sister-in-law over for dinner."

The three children are very diligent, Jiaming went to the provincial capital for more than ten days, left a lot of homework, and began to study seriously from home.

There is also five-year-old Lu Xiaoman, who sits up straight and is not as tall as a table, and also works hard to write pinyin letters.

Seeing this scene, Lu Yunting admired Song Wenjun's ability, the three children have no blood relationship with her, and only if they have great love in their hearts, they will teach others selflessly.

"You eat first, and I'll call your sister-in-law."

Remembering what Wang Hui said, Song Wenjun did not allow anyone to approach the warehouse, he stood at the door and coughed his throat.

"Wenjun, are you in there? Dinner is ready, you come out to eat. ”

"Oh, wait a minute, I'll be fine right away."

The lights in the warehouse flickered on and off, and there was a burning smell, Lu Yunting asked curiously, "What are you doing?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm out."

Song Wenjun put down the things in his hand, came out with the lock, and locked the door in front of him.

"Let me tell you, this is my private land, if you want to charge a fee, I can give you rent."

Yes?

Lu Yunting couldn't cry or laugh, "What charges, what rent, this is your home!" ”

Song Wenjun blinked, he had just come back, and it didn't seem good to mention the divorce to him.

"Let's eat, I'm hungry for a long time, what are you going to eat?"

I have to say that Lu Yunting's cooking skills are very good, and several people are swept away, and they eat cleanly.

Wang Hui took the initiative to wash the dishes, walked around the room, and Lu Yunting said that he went out to do something.

"Please! Be my guest! ”

Estimating that he wanted to settle accounts with his two uncles, Song Wenjun made a cheering gesture to him and laughed at Lu Yunting.

"I won't come back too late, if you're sleepy, you go to bed first."

Looking at the low and cramped thatched house, Song Wenjun wondered, did he help build a new house before leaving?

(End of chapter)