At the beginning of the month, Song Xingchen rented the three acres of land in his family to a family in the village and charged a cheap price. The three acres of land only required a rent of two hundred yuan a year.

At the same time, a black car slowly drove into Xiahe Village. The front of the car was four circles. The villagers did not recognize this brand, but it was already a great event to see a four-wheeled car in the village.

The car stopped in front of the Song family. The villagers and children who followed along the way saw the car door open and a man wearing a white shirt and black trousers came out from inside.

"So handsome!" Some villagers couldn't help but sigh.

The man is about twenty-six or seven years old, tall, not pure black, with a faint brown look, his facial features, and his expression and behavior are not like ordinary people.

Mo Wuqian saw that the door of the Song family was open, and raised his foot in and saw Song Linyuan playing with Wu Qi at the entrance of the main hall.

Go forward and bend down slightly, and speak respectfully, "Young Master Linyuan."

Song Linyuan was stunned for a moment, then said calmly: "You are..."

"Mo Wuqian, the butler of the Song family."

"Oh, Uncle Mo!" He was embarrassed to call him by his name, "Aunt, Uncle Mo is here."

Song Xingchen walked out and explained, "You have everything packed up, put it in the car. Linyuan, go and greet Aunt Xinghua."

"Okay!" Song Linyuan picked up the black horse, spread his legs and rushed out of the house.

Afterwards, the onlookers saw the beautiful man carrying several bags, coming out of the Song family, and then putting the bags in the trunk of the car.

"What are they doing?"

"Who knows."

"Depending on this situation, aren't you going to move?"

"Moving? Where can these two children move?"

"I think I'm moving, otherwise why would I do it with so many things?"

The people watched the series of actions not far away and were talking.

There are not many things to take away. The yard in the county town has complete furniture, and it is not appropriate to move the furniture in the village to the city. Moreover, the furniture here is a bit old, or it is not beautiful enough.

Perhaps these are relics of the Song family, but in Song Xingchen's view, the only treasure left by the Song family is Song Linyuan.

As long as the child is successful, the ancestors of the Song family will not have any concerns about these dead objects.

Aunt Xinghua was cleaning the yard at home at this time. When she saw Song Linyuan coming, she greeted him with a smile.

"Why is Xiaojun coming? Where is your aunt?"

Song Linyuan hugged Wu Qi and said, "Grandma, aunt asked you to go to my house."

"What are you doing?" He smelled it, but he had already put down the broom and was about to go back to the house to get the keys and follow him.

"A Benben car came to my house." Song Linyuan was still very excited to think about it now, "There is also an uncle."

"Uncle?" Aunt Xinghua wondered, "What uncle?"

"I don't know." He shook his head, "Aunt said he was the butler of our family."

"..." Aunt Xinghua was so amused and crying. It was not the old society now, so how could there be a housekeeper?

It must be because this kid doesn't understand, and he listened to the slash.

I cleaned up briefly and led Song Linyuan to the Song family.

In order to get closer, I saw that the Song family was surrounded by people, which made Aunt Xinghua frown.

Why did you come to the Song family to cause trouble?

She trotted forward, and sure enough, she saw a black car parked at the door of her house. After she entered the door, she saw Song Xingchen packing up items in the house.

"Xiaohua, what is this for?"

"Auntie is here, I'm going to pack up and move to the county to live. The county's house has been renovated." She put the small items in her bag, "Auntie will go with us today, and go to see your elder brother's house in the afternoon. Tomorrow, I'll warm the pot and have a drink for guests. I'll save you another trip."

Aunt Xinghua was shocked. The speed was so fast that she had no preparations.

"Then I have to go home to bring some things." I can't let the gifts go to someone else's house to warm the pot. At least I have to prepare two snacks and hurry home to get the money.

"You don't need to bring anything else. There is no extra space in the car and the trunk cannot be put down. Just go there."

Aunt Xinghua waved her hand while running out, "I understand."

When the villagers saw Aunt Xinghua enter, they hurried out not long after. They didn't even care about taking care of her, so they ran home.

When I came back, I had already changed into a new set of clothes and was carrying a bag in my hand.

"Xinghua, what are you doing?" an old lady asked.

Aunt Xinghua looked at the other party, "Auntie Fourth, I will follow Xiaohua to the county."

"Is this car from Xiaohua's house?" a middle-aged woman next to her shouted in surprise.

"How could I know." Aunt Xinghua smiled, "Let's not talk about it for now. There is no one at home tonight. Let's go watch TV tomorrow night."

After cleaning up, the four of them walked out of the Song family.

Mo Wuqian opened the rear door and covered the roof with one hand. He asked aunt Song Xingchen to go in, then opened the co-pilot, asked aunt Xinghua to sit in, and then tied a seat belt for the other party considerately.

Then he went around to the driver's seat, started the car, and drove away from Xiahe Village.

The villagers looked at the car that was gradually moving away, and they let go of their voices for a while, and they kept talking.

This is the first time Aunt Xinghua has been making a car, and she is very curious everywhere.

“…”

She wanted to ask, but she was embarrassed to be guarding Mo Wuqian next to her.

Mo Wuqian looked ahead and drove attentively.

The road under your feet is bumpy and not easy to walk on, and the car is constantly bumping along the way. Fortunately, the car is considered a luxury car and has good shock absorption effect. At least compared to a large bus, the bump is much lighter.

"How is the situation in Qingxi Village?"

"All the equipment is ready at present. According to advance exploration, soil excavation will not be too difficult." Mo Wuqian looked at her through the rearview mirror, "It's just that, Miss, our funds are not sufficient."

"Don't worry about this. The subsequent funds will be transferred to the account. Don't forget to buy a piece of land in the middle, and we will use it later."

"Okay, I'll write it down." Mo Wuqian nodded.

Aunt Xinghua was confused when she heard this. Buy land? What are you doing for buying land?

And who is this man? Why is it still a lady?

Song Linyuan didn't understand either, so he just lowered his head and played with Wu Qi, which was so obedient.

Less than twenty minutes before and after, the car arrived at the Siheyuan, drove into the backyard through the back door, and then parked in the parking space.

"We're home, let's get off the car." Song Xingchen pushed open the car door himself and went up to greet Aunt Xinghua.

She was taken out of the car by Song Xingchen in a daze, staring at everything in front of her, stunned.

She is now in the back garden, with a flat cement floor under her feet, and an arched wooden shed built, extending to the outside of the wall, and there are several yellow lines on the ground.
Chapter completed!