In the age of crossing books, the female supporting role of salted fish won

"How hard life is!"

Song Juan felt very melancholy when she thought that she, like her nephews, could not have their own lucky money.

Sure enough, the older you get, the more trouble you get.

Seeing the three little nephews playing in the mud together, Song Juan couldn't help but feel a little envious.

Of course, this little envy disappeared in an instant.

Because little babies will eventually grow up.

They don’t even need to grow up. When they realize the use of money, their current happiness will disappear little by little.

During lunch, Song Juan returned to Lao Song's house with her four nephews who had turned into clay monkeys.

There is no need to change clothes, but hands must be washed.

While the four little nephews were washing their hands, Song Juan was already looking at the bathroom that was about to be completed.

Most of the wall has been erected.

The ground has been paved with gravel and is just waiting for cement to be smoothed.

Everything is as Song Laifu said, this house can be built in one day.

However, it will still take some time before it can be put into use.

After all, cement plastering and the like take time to solidify.

Song Juan has no experience at all regarding this, but fortunately Song Laifu understands it quite well.

Lunch was pretty much the same as in the morning, with stew in a big pot and steamed buns with noodles.

The only stew for lunch is eggplant, potato and meat slices.

The beans have been stewed in the morning.

However, this eggplant and potato stewed meat slices taste better than the morning.At least, this is Song Juan's dish, she won't just eat potatoes.

After eating, everyone just rested for a while and then continued working.

Building a house is not just about working in the fields, so you have to hurry up.

After all, it’s a nice day now, who knows what it will be like tonight?

Especially in summer, the weather changes so quickly.

Song Juan didn't go up the mountain to cut pigweed today. After all, she had to take care of the three little ones.

Song Mingbo, a little big guy, can take care of himself, and Song Juan doesn't need to worry.

In the middle of the afternoon, Song Juan found her third brother riding his bicycle and rushing to the village.

"Third brother, why are you here?"

"father!"

"father!"

"Three Uncles!"

Seeing Song Jianjun coming, the three little ones shouted in unison.

Not bad, you can all recognize people!

Song Juan still wondered whether Song Mingwen and Song Mingwu would not recognize their father since they hadn't seen him these days.Unexpectedly, the two little ones were deeply impressed by their father.

"Did you obey me at grandpa's house?"

Song Jianjun got out of the car, picked up his two sons, and kissed each of them.

"obedient!"

"aunt!"

"Cry and obey!"

Well, it means, they are obedient and listen to their aunt.

Song Juan took a deep breath and expressed that she was not wronged.

How can I stop crying after such a long time?

"Third brother, don't you have classes today?"

"Settled with someone else!"

Song Jianjun had a straight face and seemed to be very unhappy with Song Juan when he said, "Why don't you tell me if your family is building a house?"

"Aren't you busy?"

Song Juan curled her lips, what's wrong, has this become her own?

Besides, just building a house for bathing is not a big project. Is it necessary to mobilize so much effort?

Song Jianjun snorted: "I'll tell you later!"

Song Juan spread her hands and said that it was not her idea not to tell her third brother. It was clearly because her parents were worried about tiring her third son.

Who told Song Jianjun's father-in-law to be sick now and need someone to take care of him!

If Song Jianjun is free, do you think they will let him go?

Song Juan was too lazy to argue with Song Jianjun and watched the other party push the cart towards Lao Song's house.

However, because of Song Jianjun's arrival, Song Mingwen and Song Mingwu no longer wanted to play at their fourth uncle's house and had to go back with them.

Song Juan saw the two little cubs making a fuss, so she could only hold Song Minggang's hand and follow them.

As for Song Mingbo, I don’t know where he went crazy with a group of friends.

When Song Juan returned to Lao Song's house with her three little ones, she saw that Song Jianjun had quickly changed into the old clothes at home and joined the army of workers.

"Juan'er, what did you tell your third brother?"

Li Guilan came out of the house and found Song Juan.

Song Juan spread her hands and pouted: "I guess Song Mingsong might have let it slip at school!"

None of them told Song Jianjun.

Li Guilan thought about it and felt that this should be the case.

……

When the sun turns west, the house is completed.

The old Song family is still in charge of the food.

But now, the meals were much richer than those in the morning and noon, and even wine was served.

In addition to the large pot of stewed meat, there was also a specially prepared pot of braised pork head with cucumbers and cold salad.

The braised pork head meat was brought over by Song Jianjun. It happened to be in stock at the commune, so he bought it back.

Song Jianjun knew the rules of hiring people to work and managing meals in the village.

Keeping full is one thing, eating well is another step.

For ordinary people, three meals are enough to fill you up, and a few slices of meat are pretty good.

But if the old Song family follows the trend, they will be disliked by others.

Of course, people who come to work will not dislike it.

It's just those people who didn't come to work who like to gossip.

As for this nonsense, it's not easy for you to control it.

But if these rumors are allowed to spread, the reputation of the Old Song family will definitely be affected.

With this dish of pork head and cucumber salad, this dinner is of a much higher standard.Everyone enjoyed the meal, although not everyone had a few slices of pork head.

Full of wine and food, we all go home.

After everyone left, Song Jianjun sat on the kang with a gloomy expression.

"Third brother, what are you doing?"

Li Guilan saw Song Jianjun's face and stepped forward to slap him.

Mother never beats her son, no matter when.

"Mom, do you still think I'm your son?"

"My family is going to build a house. Why didn't anyone tell me about such a big thing?"

"If I hadn't heard that guy Mingsong talk about it, I wouldn't have known about it!"

"People in the village saw that our family was building a house, and my son, who lives so close, didn't come. They might have made up lies. What on earth were you thinking?"

Song Jianjun expressed his grievance.

Song Laifu and Li Guilan looked at each other and said, "Third brother, our family just builds a small house. It's not a big deal. It can be done in one day. Since you have been so busy recently, we are just thinking about it and won't tell you!"

“What’s wrong with finishing the work in one day?”

"What happened to the little house?"

"As long as you build a house, it's a big deal!"

"Anyway, this matter is your fault!"

Song Jianjun was very unhappy.

"Yes, yes, we didn't think carefully!"

Song Laifu knew why Song Jianjun was like this, and after thinking about it, it seemed that they had done bad things with good intentions.

Forget it, we are all a family, there is really no way to talk about this matter.

"Just this once!"

Song Jianjun still had a straight face, "You must tell me what happens at home in the future, unless you really don't recognize me as your son!"

"sure!"

Song Laifu and Li Guilan promised in unison.

They were unhappy that their third son always turned towards Qu Xiaofu, but they really didn't want to disown their son.

Otherwise, if they went up the mountain to cut pine pupae and pick up pine needle mushrooms, why would they give a special portion to Song Jianjun?