Jiayu

Song Jin and Shen Yan were a little far away, and Song Dazhuang's usual loud voice was now hoarse, and Shen Yan couldn't hear anything from the side.

I only saw Song Dazhuang talking non-stop, Song Jin listened quietly, shook his head when he stopped, and said a few words to him.

Before Song Jin finished speaking, Shen Yan heard Song Dazhuang raise the volume and asked "Why?" interrupting Song Jin's words, and at the same time took a step forward to shake Song Jin's hand.

"Fuck..." Shen Yan cursed in a low voice, seeing Song Jin take a step back, Song Dazhuang seized an empty space, and then restrained himself from stepping forward.

Song Jin's originally plain expression was also stained with anger, and she emphasized her tone: "Cousin is getting married soon, it's better to pay attention to your own behavior, so as not to spread it to sister-in-law's ears in the future."

After a pause, he slowed down his speech so that Song Dazhuang could hear clearly, "I don't like my cousin at all, not to mention that my cousin has already discussed marriage, even if I didn't, I wouldn't agree to it. As for the fine that my cousin said, I'll figure it out myself, so I don't need my cousin to worry about it. It's almost noon, I'm leaving, my cousin should go home too."

These few words, Song Jin said loudly, Shen Yan naturally heard clearly, and glared at Song Dazhuang who was still stunned in place.Shen Yan was angry in his heart: "You can hold my Song Jin's hand casually?" He greeted Song Jin who came over.

The two walked back side by side, and before they had gone far, there was the sound of hurried footsteps behind them.

Shen Yan frowned, turned around and just grabbed Song Dazhuang's hand that was about to touch Song Jin's shoulder, and with some strength broke Song Dazhuang's arm, Shen Yan lowered his voice coldly: "Brother Song, I think Song Jin has made it very clear I rejected you, even if you don't want fame, don't implicate us Song Jin."

Song Dazhuang shook off Shen Yan's hand violently, and punched Shen Yan's face without saying a word. Shen Yan had been prepared for a long time, turned his head to dodge, lowered his body, and punched him in the stomach.

Song Dazhuang took two steps back, couldn't straighten up for a while, gritted his teeth and stared at Shen Yan: "Then why do you care about his business?"

"By..."

"I am willing to let anyone take care of it, but it's not your turn to take care of it. You can do it yourself, Shen Yan, let's go." Song Jin's face turned pale with anger, and she said a word in a cold voice, then pulled Shen Yan away .

"It's a pity..." Shen Yan looked at Song Jin's uneasy expression, and teased him

"What?" Song Jin turned her head to look at him, putting away the remnant look on her face.

"I still want to punch him a few more times." It was a pity for Shen Yan, if Song Jin hadn't interrupted him, he would have said: Because he is from my family.He really regarded Song Jin as his younger brother, and the younger brother was naturally a member of his family.

"It's cheap to be a good boy! But I can't see that you are not bad at it!" Song Jin thought at the time that Shen Yan would be at a disadvantage. After all, although Shen Yan was tall, he looked quite thin, especially compared with Song Dazhuang who had been doing farm work all year round. Simply thin and white.Unexpectedly, it was Song Dazhuang who suffered in the end.

"I practiced specially. During the day, I practiced at the coach's house, and at night when I came home, my grandfather chased and beat me with a cane. He insisted on checking to see if I was lazy. My grandfather always said that boys should be more stern. Send me to the house of an old buddy who knows martial arts to learn martial arts. He also told him that you are welcome and beat hard. I was beaten when I was a child. I still feel pain in my butt when I think about it. The old man just pumped on his butt , said the flesh is thick, and it can't be broken." Shen Yan and Song Jin pretended to be pitiful and complained.

Song Jin didn't speak, but cast a teasing glance behind Shen Yan.

"What are you looking at? Ah?" Shen Yan hooked Song Jin's neck. "Do you want to experience it too?"

"Let's recollect it slowly!" Song Jin opened him, and ran to the front in two steps.

The kitchen of Shen Yan's house was completed within a few days. Usually, the owner would provide lunch for the work of building a house. Because Shen Yan didn't provide lunch, he deliberately gave more when calculating wages. Everyone was very happy. Busy, can earn some extra money, and not tired, who is not happy.

When Li Jianwei left, he repeatedly invited Shen Yan to attend the child's birthday party.Shen Yan naturally agreed, and promised to go there in a few days.

After the kitchen was built, Shen Yan made cold noodles for himself for the first meal, which can be said to be a big obsession after time travel.This time is also suitable for eating cold noodles.

For this meal, Shen Yan only called Song Jin and cooked a few side dishes. Although Song Jin knew that Shen Yan had repaired the kitchen, she was a little surprised to see him cooking.

Shen Yan moved very quickly, Song Jin was stopped by him when he wanted to help, and was driven out to feed Xiaobai.

The cold noodles are bought in the supermarket, and they have been kept in the space, cooked in a pot, and rinsed with cold water.Pour over the adjusted soup, spread cucumber shreds, peanuts, tomato slices, and carrot shreds.

Then mix bitter gourd with cold, make twice-cooked pork, and stir-fry shredded pork with green peppers.

"How?" It was the first time to use this kind of cauldron, and the heat was not well controlled. Although she was very confident in her craftsmanship, Shen Yan was still a little nervous.

"Delicious!" Song Jin took a mouthful of cold noodles, her eyes widened in surprise, and the exclamation mark after the sentence "delicious" almost came to fruition.

"With my skills, I can go to a restaurant to be the head chef." If Shen Yan had a tail, it must have been raised high. "Try this bitter gourd again, it clears away heat."

After the meal, Song Jin rushed to wash the dishes, Shen Yan suddenly thought that his parents were also like this, one cooks and the other washes the dishes.

What are you thinking, actually thinking of Song Jin and him about her parents, the gender is wrong, gender?Song Jin can get married!

The two of them always stay together more casually, Shen Yan always forgets that Song Jin and himself are of different genders, and Song Jin doesn't regard herself as a brother.Lin Feng mentioned to him that Song Jin was raised by his father as a boy when he was a child, and even went to a private school with boys from the village.

Speaking of it, although this era is more open to my brother, it is a bit out of bounds for him and Song Jin to get so close.Especially when Song Jin came to his house for dinner, but who told him that his house was remote, and no one in the Song family cared about Song Jin, so naturally no one would find out.

Song Jin had finished washing the dishes, and when she looked up, she saw Shen Yan staring blankly in a daze.

"Shen Yan, what are you thinking, I'm leaving."

"Well, goodbye!" Withdrawing his divergent thoughts, Shen Yan sent Song Jin away.

Shen Yan stayed at home all afternoon, carving jade articles all afternoon.

At this time, I really miss the modern life with electricity. This purely manual tool is too tiring. Shen Yan barely passed the test after adapting for so long.

In the next few days, Shen Yan invited Lin Feng to have a meal. Lin Feng also brought a jar of wine. Shen Yan saw that he brought a jar of wine and thought he was a good drinker. When I was drunk, I hugged him and didn't let go.

They insisted on talking about Lin Ming to him, from how they met, to the two expressing their affection, and even thinking about the future, Shen Yan was fed dog food for an hour.

"All right, all right, I know Lin Ming is good."

"That is, of course our family Mingming will be fine."

"Mingming, why aren't you called Xiao Ming?"

"No, you can't be called Xiao Ming." Lin Feng stared at Shen Yan in confusion.

"Who gave you the confidence to come to me with wine?" Shen Yan rolled his eyes and tried to push Lin Feng away again.

"Shen Yan, let me ask you something, do you, do you like Song Jin?" Lin Feng was pulled off by Shen Yan and hugged the table instead.

"How is it possible, I regard Song Jin as my younger brother!" Shen Yan immediately denied that who would like his younger brother, even though this younger brother is quite cute.

Not wanting to listen to Lin Feng's nagging anymore, Shen Yan simply poured him another cup, and the world became clean.

Lin Feng was completely paralyzed, and Shen Yan sat down and drank the wine slowly, and finally became a little drunk, muttering to himself: "I don't like anyone, I want to go back? I can't take anyone I like Go, I don't like it!"

The author has something to say:

Today, I saw some babies complaining that there are too few things in the Gong space. I guess there may be some babies who insist on seeing here are also complaining.

The writing is not strong enough, and the text is not clear, so I can only express my thoughts here

First of all, the space is just the author's bad taste, it's not big, it's only one cubic meter, it's my fault, I didn't write it clearly in front.

The space will not be full of supplies

Because I live in a peaceful time, I don't believe in the end of the world, and I never thought that I would travel through time, so if I don't spend good money, why should it be turned into materials and piled up in the space.

As for the things left by your ancestors, it is equivalent to someone giving you a high-end suitcase. There are heirlooms to keep inside.

Moreover, every time I fantasize that I have space, it is when I carry a lot of things, so I think that I have space, which will be used to transport things. When I get to the place, the space will be empty Well, why fill it up.

That's how I think about space, and I don't take it too seriously.

Of course, this is just my personal view on the space, and there must be others who think that it is normal to have more things in the space

Thank you for watching my long-winded baby!mwah!

One more thing, today's focus, I've been very busy recently, and the update is very late and irregular every day. I don't know if there is any baby waiting, so I plan to start tomorrow, put it in the manuscript box, and send it at 8 o'clock the next morning.

Do you have a follow-up baby?If there is no problem, see you at 8:[-] in the future!