"What kind of house do you want to buy?"

Aunt Xinghua smiled and was a little yearning, "I heard that the town wanted to build a building in two years, but I don't know what the situation is. Your uncle and I meant to buy a building for your elder brother."

Song Xingchen did not express his opinion, and her opinion was not important. Being rich just wanted to buy a favorable person, especially now many people envy the lives of the city people. The Zhao family has good conditions, so of course it is no exception.

The four people in the Zhao family make money because Aunt Xinghua and her husband have to live with their eldest son, so they will buy a house with their eldest son at that time. The money earned by the other two sons will be left alone. At least it will be a bit basic to buy a house after getting married. You cannot fill the money earned by the other two sons to the eldest son, which is not appropriate.

About a week later, the decoration team was found. The other party had more than 20 people from the city. This decoration team was also introduced by the leaders of Zhang Weimin.

The other party's son went to college and then worked in the city. He has now settled in Songhai City. These people were also looking for decorating the house.

The materials and other things were provided by them. The old lady knew that there was a lot of farm work in the village, and the Song family's aunt and nephew didn't have time to spend time in the town. She had nothing to do at home, so she volunteered to take on the responsibility of supervising the worker. Song Xingchen had nothing to worry about. As long as those people strictly followed their design drawings, she would naturally be happy to pay.

That morning, Song Xingchen broke off the fresh corn and put it in a large snakeskin bag. Then he sent Song Linyuan and the corn to the bus, asked him to take it to the Zhang family in the county, and told him to get off at the door of the Public Security Bureau and asked Zhang Xiaodong to go over and pick him up.

When I returned to the village, I saw Xu Cuilan coming from behind with two cloth bags, and Zhang Cuiying fell not far behind her.

I haven't seen each other for a while, and Zhang Cuiying doesn't look as clean and neat when she first came back. Now, she looks like she has grown up seven or eight years old in a short time, her eyes are slightly dissipated and unconscious, and she lives like a soulless zombie.

Xu Cuilan didn't talk to her daughter, and even gave her half-eyed look to her. She occasionally muttered to her eldest daughter-in-law around her, as if she didn't have that daughter at all.

"Xiaohua, why are you standing?" Aunt Xinghua turned up with a bamboo basket. There were fruits and meat, and a big carp. A straw passed through the carp's cheeks, looking quite fresh.

"I sent Linyuan to the county town. Why did my aunt buy so many things?" The two walked home side by side.

When Aunt Xinghua heard this, she was happy, "Come on the way, you can't eat at home. You can go to my aunt's house for lunch. My sisters from my parents came to the market today and happened to meet them and asked them to come for a meal."

Song Xingchen did not refuse and agreed with a smile.

She knew several sisters of Aunt Xinghua. Her eldest sister married far away, and I think she was one of the two younger sisters below.

Every year during the Chinese New Year, her nephews and nephews would come to pay New Year's greetings, and sometimes they would bring their elders together. A few years ago, the Zhao family's new house warmed up, and everyone from the Zhao family came here.

Seeing the people in front of him, Aunt Xinghua sighed, "Cuiying's daughter is blind."

"Why?" Song Xingchen asked.

"I don't want to get married, but I still think about the one in front. Her sister-in-law introduced a butcher to the butcher before she could tell. "Aunt Xinghua looked at the slightly hunched Zhang Cuiying, and felt that she had really taken a look. "I heard that the mother and daughter are not talking anymore. Xu Cuilan wants to drive this daughter out and support herself. Cuiying doesn't want to stay at home and does nothing. She eats at the right time and then goes back to the house to lie down after eating."

"This is indeed not good."

"That's right? At least you can sweep the yard and cook, right? The Zhang family's big room was so tough that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was so angry that she was really kicked to death." She thought that this daughter had a good temper before, but who would have thought?

Song Xingchen looked at the other person's back and said, "Do you really want to support him for the rest of your life?"

"Who knows?" Aunt Xinghua pursed her lips, "No matter how she scolded, what can she do? She is here to collect the debt."

Although she didn't like the Zhang family, when she saw Xu Cuilan reaching this point today, Aunt Xinghua couldn't help feeling a little sad.

In the afternoon of the same day, the county called and said that she wanted to stay in Linyuan for a few days. She had no objection, and she couldn't help at home anyway.

Dinner was just a simple egg cake. The black man lay obediently at her feet, drinking rice, and occasionally getting a piece of egg cake to eat.

"He won't go home these days, so don't go out and make trouble, so as not to let the big dogs outside be bullied." Song Xingchen told it, the dogs in the village are basically stocked, unless the big wolf dog that stands taller than people will be detained at home and will not be allowed to come out to scare people.

Wu Zhi is still very young now. When he was adults, he was about five or six centimeters above Song Xingchen's knees. Once he ran outside, he was seen by a big dog, he would inevitably be bullied.

The little guy whimpered twice, as if he was dissatisfied with his breasts, and his breasts were wobbly.

Song Xingchen said angrily: "If you know you haven't grown up, don't go out casually. I heard that some people are catching dogs in the surrounding villages, and they will be caught back and made into dog meat hotpot."

"..." Wu Zhi's little body couldn't help but shake violently. He turned around several times, raised his little head and barked.

"It's good to know." Song Xingchen curled the corners of his lips slightly, "Hold on it first, and find a few playmates for you later. Then you will be your brother."

Perhaps he was really scared. At night, Wu Qie did not go to Song Linyuan's room, but instead curled up in the corner of the kang in Song Xingchen's room and fell asleep. He seemed to have been scared several times in the middle of the night.

When she woke up in the morning, she couldn't help seeing the inactive little guy.

"Don't be afraid. As long as you don't eat randomly, there will be no big problem, especially the meat buns and meat bones thrown in from outside. You can't eat them casually, as someone may have drugged them inside."

Wu Zhi was really scared, so why didn’t he be afraid?

It is a little dog that fights Wuzhao, and it has little resistance to food, let alone meat buns and meat bones. They are all its favorites. Can you really resist eating it when you see it?

Wu Qiong was very doubtful whether he could live until he grew up.

Seeing its big eyes dazed, he bent down and pinched the back of its neck and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

As noon approached, Song Xingchen took Wuqi to the pond in the yard and took it to the cornfield in the afternoon. Wuqi followed Song Xingchen all the way, not daring to leave without a single step.

It is afraid that once it leaves its owner's sight, it will never come back, and it is also afraid that it will be made into dog meat hotpot.

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Chapter completed!