Aunt Chunlai was deflated for a while, and after saying good things for a long time, her mouth was dry, and the Li family still couldn't be the master.

"Big girl, I'm ......," Aunt Chunlai said.

"Yo, my daughter is back!" Before Aunt Chunlai finished speaking, the Li family jumped up. looked at Song Qingyuan, who returned to the second room from the side door, and said with a smile, "Girl, come and eat peanuts." ”

As he spoke, he handed over the peanuts that Aunt Chunlai had picked up in his hand.

Song Qingyuan symbolically took two grains and put them in her mouth, the peanuts here have a very light taste, and the method is very ordinary, she doesn't like to eat them.

No, for the monotonous diet of ancient times, this is also a good snack.

"Aunt Chunlai also eats, you're welcome." Song Qingyuan greeted with a smile.

The six families of Song Lao have changed a lot since the vegetable harvesting incident, and there is quite a posture of looking at their horses.

The relationship between the two families quickly warmed up.

Song Lao Liu took Song Chunlai, Song Chunsheng and the two of them have been building houses in the Song family, and Aunt Chunlai has also become a frequent visitor to the Song family again.

Li's, Aunt Chunlai began to be sticky again, and became a state of being scorched and not leaving Meng, and Meng not being out of focus.

In this regard, Song Qingyuan turned a blind eye, as long as she didn't make a fuss, she would not object, who called Li and Aunt Chunlai true love.

If you break a bone, you can connect the tendons together.

After chatting with Aunt Chunlai, Song Qingyuan prepared to go back to the room.

Aunt Chunlai gave Li a hard look, bowed pitifully, Li couldn't, and said reluctantly, "Yuan'er, your Aunt Chunlai has something to discuss with you." ”

Song Qingyuan turned around, "What's the matter?" ”

...... Aunt Chunlai looked confused, this Li Daya can't be a good person to the end, and she has to say it herself in the end.

Li shrugged his shoulders and spread out on the rocking chair with a relaxed expression, sitting and waiting to watch the play.

Aunt Chunlai laughed dryly, "Yuan'er, my family is not too young...... I don't have a job to make money...... See if you can make him a little guy? ”

Aunt Chunlai rubbed her hands together, looking nervous, she was not sure about Song Qingyuan's work. Who knows if Song Qingyuan will remember Song Hao's pretending to break his leg.

"Yuan'er, I'm sorry for you...... The salary doesn't have to be too high, and it doesn't matter if it's low......" Aunt Chunlai took the initiative to lower the conditions, and it was not easy to find a job these days.

"Where does Aunt Chunlai want Song Hao to be a buddy?" Song Qingyuan asked.

"Go natural, of course...... Ju ...... "Aunt Chunlai came over anyway, her voice gradually fell, and Yu Guang glanced at Li Shi and promised, "Yuan'er, I won't go out and talk nonsense about this." ”

Li smiled wryly, and shrank back, trying to reduce his presence.

Song Qingyuan frowned, and looked at the Li family helplessly, the Li family's mouth! must have bragged in front of Aunt Chunlai again, and Aunt Chunlai only knew about the natural residence.

If you know, you'll know! She didn't want to hide it deliberately, the Song family had divided the property, and her things couldn't be touched by others.

just wants to touch it, without her permission, others don't want to get dividends from Lu Mingxuan.

"I can't promise you Aunt Chunlai." Song Qingyuan refused, "No matter where you are a buddy, one thing is the most important, that is, character." ”

"Song Hao pretended to break his leg and intended to blackmail our family, I haven't forgotten it, we don't dare to ask for such a person."

Song Qingyuan looked at Aunt Chunlai's darkened face, and added, "Presumably my mother also said that natural residence is the property of the county commander. ”

Song Qingyuan smiled slightly, "If Song Hao committed a crime in the natural residence, it can't be solved with a sentence of apology, he will be punished and put in prison, I don't need to talk about it......"

"This ......" Aunt Chunlai hesitated, "Yuan'er, Haozi, he has already changed it, besides, I blame me for that matter, it's my lard that blinds my heart, and I can't live in your house." ”

Song Qingyuan didn't think so, Song Hao's performance at that time, she remembered it clearly, it was definitely not as simple as being instructed by others. Or is it not right.

"Song Hao has not changed it well, I don't know, I can't use the reputation of the natural residence to test Song Hao's character......" Song Qingyuan still refused to let go, and rejected Aunt Chunlai.

"Hey!" Aunt Chunlai sighed, and the regret in her heart came to her heart again.

If it had been ...... It's too late to say anything...... "It's not early, I'm going back......" Aunt Chunlai looked lonely, got up and said goodbye to Li.

"Stay a little longer, we haven't finished talking about Song Yu yet......" Li shouted at Aunt Chunlai.

"Another day, I'm going to inquire and come back to talk to you......," Aunt Chunlai said casually, turning around and walking out.

Song Qingyuan thought for a moment and shouted, "Aunt Chunlai......"

"What?" Aunt Chunlai turned around, looking puzzled, could it be that Song Qingyuan had changed her mind? It's impossible to think about. If Song Qingyuan was so good at talking, she didn't have to ask the Li family.

Song Qingyuan said, "The little babies in the village are picking petals for me, if Song Hao wants to, he can pick them and send them over, the same treatment as them, each basket of petals, a penny." ”

"Each basket should pick the same petals......" Song Qingyuan said the request, she also gave Song Hao a test, see how Song Hao is doing?

The prodigal son will not change his money, if Song Hao can settle down and do things in a down-to-earth manner, she doesn't mind giving him a chance.

However, she won't tell Aunt Chunlai about this.

When Aunt Chunlai heard this, she paused, and then nodded, "I'll go back and tell him." "Aunt Chunlai's heart is not too hot, and she knows that the little babies in the village are picking petals.

I don't earn much, and I pick it from morning to night every day, and it's only two or three cents. The little baby has nothing to do, pick it when playing, and earn two candy dollars.

If you are a serious business...... It's not worth it.

Aunt Chunlai's thoughts, Song Qingyuan didn't know, she just gave a chance, whether Song Hao wanted to grasp it or not was none of her business.

Picking flowers doesn't earn much, but it's better than staying. If Song Hao is so ambitious, she doesn't need to carry it.

............

After Aunt Chunlai left, Song Qingyuan went back to his room and spread lazily on the big bench. Stretched out his hand and poured a cup of cold white boil, "Gu Dong" and "Gu Dong" drank two sips.

After a short break, I got up and went to the bookshelf and pulled out a travelogue. Lying on the bed of the wooden tower, looking over.

"It's ......good to have your own territory," Song Qingyuan said to himself, turning the book comfortably with two hands.

After watching it for a long time, I got up and stretched my waist when I was tired, and noticed that on the newly made mold, "the days are almost over......

Song Qingyuan walked over, opened the mold, stretched out his finger and pressed it, it was completely solidified.

The surrounding baffles were opened one by one, and a large green soap appeared in front of Song Qingyuan's eyes. The four four directions of the soap are printed with poems about bamboo.

"Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rocks. Thousands of blows are still tenacious, and the southeast and northwest winds are restricted. ”

The four sentences are engraved on four bars of soap, which together form a complete poem.

Turning over the back, there is a pattern of a piece of bamboo.

"It's beautiful!" Song Qingyuan couldn't help but admire, "This gift, Lu Mingxuan will definitely like it." ”

This is the Dragon Boat Festival gift she prepared for Lu Mingxuan.

Taking out the knife, Song Qingyuan carefully cut the four pieces of soap, "What do you use to pack it?" Song Qingyuan muttered to himself.

"Yuan'er...... Yuan'er ......" Li's piercing scream sounded, "Our bean sprouts business has been robbed......