Evil husband dressed as a desolate prince

Song Jingwen and Xie Feng spent the whole morning in the Song family's stove, and then everything ended when Mrs. Song pulled open the half-hidden door of the stove with a straight face.

Mrs. Song was really worried about being alone and widowed in the same room, not to mention that Song Jingwen obviously had that kind of intention for Xie Feng.look!Just when she shouted that Xie Feng was good-looking in the bullock cart last time, she knew something bad was going on.

Mrs. Song sat vigilantly at the door of the kitchen, watching the two move with burning eyes.

At lunch time, Xie Feng didn't say anything and went home to cook with a plate of taro cakes under the scrutinizing eyes of Mrs. Song.

The Song family's lunch is relatively simple. After all, the labor force of the family has gone out, leaving only the children and women.

Mrs. Song made a bowl of egg custard for Song Jingwen alone, and the other children shared a bowl.These days, the conditions at home have improved a lot, and the diet does not need to be too strict.

A few children had smelled the smell of meat early on, but they didn't see any meat dishes on the table when they sniffed their noses.

After the meal, Song Yu sneaked into the kitchen in a ghostly manner, looked at the soup in front of him with a disappointed face, and stood in front of Song Jingwen unhappily, with his hands on his hips, a bit like Lin Tian's next door cursing, "Is what you stewed meat? ? Why do I only see bones."

Song Jingwen knocked on his head impatiently, "Little kid, that's a good thing."

Can't wait for Xie Feng, Song Jingwen was a little anxious, didn't want to talk to this stinky brother, and carried him out with one hand, "Go and play with your own brother, if you make trouble, I will beat you."

Song Lei was squatting under a tree counting ants, when he heard this, he raised his eyelids and dragged Song Yu away silently.

Song Lei was clear in his heart, his cousin looked mild-tempered, but in fact he would be merciless if he really wanted to punish anyone.

Xie Feng came late, his hair was a little messy, and his eyes were still red, "I'm late."

Song Jingwen half-closed his eyes, exuding hostility, and said coldly, "Which grandson did it? I cut him!"

Xie Feng pulled him by the sleeve and dragged him into the kitchen, pretending to be stupid, "No one, what are you doing?"

It's all acting like a baby, this is a guilty conscience.

Song Jingwen put away the evil spirit on his body, raised his chin and said intentionally, "It wasn't because I was beaten, but with which wild man did I go rolling in hay?"

Xie Feng was so angry that his teeth chattered, he bit Song Jingwen's tiger's mouth hard, and the tails of his eyes were stained pink, "Fuck you, you are a wild man! You actually doubt me, I fought with Xie An, you Son of a bitch."

It's a fight, but Xie An's small body is no match for Xie Feng who does farm work.But Xie Feng thought that he was his younger brother, so he only defended but not attacked, so Xie An scratched him several times in vain.

Those who are close to ink are black, Xie Feng is also a set of cursing under the influence of Song Jingwen.

Terrible, how has my husband been spoiled.The more fierce Xie Feng became, the more Song Jingwen liked him so much, he didn't care about the bleeding wound on his hand, and hugged Xie Feng with a smile, "I'm joking with you, why didn't you tell me what happened."

All of this was said out of such an agitation, it was nothing more than Xie An finding fault with the taro cake brought back by Xie Feng, and holding Xie Feng to prevent him from coming to Song's house.Said that Xie Feng was indiscreet, seeing that the Song family was about to stand up, he tried to seduce Song Jingwen in a different way.

Xie Feng himself was like a saw-mouthed gourd, allowing Xie An to slander him.

Song Jingwen patted Xie Feng's back softly, he still can't intervene to teach Xie An a lesson, the other party and Xie Feng are brothers after all.

He kissed Xie Feng's eyes, and coaxed, "Scare him to death when we propose marriage. If he troubles you again, I'll covert him and beat him up secretly. How can my little ancestor be wronged all the time? .”

Xie Feng punched him with a smile, and blew on the wound he had bitten on his tiger's mouth in distress.

Song Jingwen enjoyed this kind of service quite a bit. He pinched the beauty's chin with a teasing smile, his eyes were full of teasing, "Well, I really know how to bite."

Mrs. Song passed by the door, so frightened that Xie Feng quickly shook off Song Jingwen's hand, and dutifully fished out the cooked ingredients from the pot.

Xie Feng was busy stringing vegetables and offal on bamboo sticks, while Song Jingwen was busy adjusting the taste of the soup.

The big stick bone was fished out by Song Jingwen, and he cut the stick bone in half with a kitchen knife.

With a sound of "Boom", Mrs. Song put down the pestle and mortar in her hand, rushed to the stove, frowned and muttered, "Is it hurt? Is it burnt, dear grandson, don't move, wait for grandma to come over."

Song Jingwen blushed, and the kitchen knife in his hand curled slightly.When Mrs. Song arrived, she saw this scene, Song Jingwen scratched her head in bewilderment, Xie Feng covered her mouth and giggled.

"Grandma, eat bone marrow. This is delicious, smoother than pastries." Song Jingwen made up for his mistakes, and handed over the spoils eagerly.

Granny Song looked at the kitchen knife that was on the verge of being scrapped for a while, and looked at Song Jingwen inexplicably, took the bone in her hand and dug it with a spoon like Song Jingwen said, and it smelled like milk.

Mrs. Song took another bite in surprise, just about to praise Song Jingwen.As soon as he turned his head, he saw two young people feeding under his nose.

She stared at Song Jingwen heartbrokenly, rubbing her temples as if she was about to fall to the ground in the next second.

Song Jingwen felt that it was a pity that Mrs. Song didn't win an actress, so he let go of Xie Feng's hand reluctantly, and scratched his palm when he finished.Song Jingwen stood behind Mrs. Song, consciously rubbing acupuncture points for grandma.

After finally coaxing Mrs. Song away, Song Jingwen dragged out of the unused cart at home and put all the things on it, with the rope around his neck, he walked cautiously forward step by step.

Xie Feng looked at it and wished he could grab the rope and hang it on his body, "Slow down, don't twist your waist."

After gradually mastering the technique, Song Jingwen was able to drag the cart and run without any effort.

The load on the trolley was too heavy, he had to ask Ruoji NO.13 to spit out a drawing of the trolley when he went back.Isn't it beautiful that it is light and simple and can push Xie Feng around!

When he arrived at the intersection, Xie Feng hurriedly asked Song Jingwen to sit and rest, and made him a bowl of bone soup to drink first.I quickly set up the stall, put the skewered food in the compartment, and then poured the soup into the basin, with the prepared chili sauce next to it.

The word "Xianghuan" was written on the exclusive pots selling Chuan Chuan, Xie Feng stood behind the stall and yelled loudly, "Kuan Chuan, spicy and fragrant Chuan Chuan."

At this time there were not many people on the road, Song Jingwen pressed Xie Feng and told him to sit and rest, he was not tired after walking so much.If it wasn't for the concern that Ming Media was marrying Xie Feng, Song Jingwen would have wanted to pinch Xie Feng's feet.

Now, I can only shake my head regretfully.

Xie Feng shrinks back his feet, are his feet too big?I heard that men like small feet, and they also like soft and boneless beauties.

Xie Feng looked up at Song Jingwen's expression, that look made him instinctively want to run away, as if he was going to eat him.

"It's still early, there's no one on the road, come and rest." Song Jingwen squatted on the ground, rubbing his hands eagerly, one hand had already reached for Xie Feng's calf, "Huh? Let me squeeze your feet, how about?"

Xie Feng smiled and took a step back, shaking his feet, "I won't pinch you, little rascal!"

The two played and hid, and ate a few skewers in the middle.It doesn't look like it's for business, but it looks like it's for fun.With the help of the wooden board, Song Jingwen held Xie Feng's hand without any scruples.

"Hey, how do you sell this thing?" As the sun went down, the villagers on their way back saw a small stall at the intersection, and the things on it were skewered with bamboo sticks and soaked in soup.

Xie Feng stood up from behind the board with a blushing face, quickly handed a bamboo tube to the other party, and introduced, "This is skewers, there are spicy and non-spicy ones. The vegetarian ones cost a penny, and the meat ones cost two pennies."

Song Jingwen stood up unsteadily from the ground, stamped on the numb soles of his feet, "Chili sauce is enough."

The other party raised his head, and Song Jingwen realized that it was Song Dali. He looked behind him and said in surprise, "Master, where is your ox cart? Why did you walk back? You are welcome to eat something. Today and tomorrow, all skewers are half price."

Song Dali smiled stupidly, picked out a few dishes, and told Xie Feng to put more chili sauce.He took a big mouthful of the soup and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, "Today my son was driving, and my old bone was just wandering around, waiting for him here for a while."

It seems that I didn't take a few skewers, but actually spent five Wen.

"Brother Song Yan is going to marry a wife. If you don't hunt, you can save some cash?" Song Jingwen secretly pinched Xie Feng's hand, only to hear Xie Feng secretly ask in his ear, "Today and tomorrow, the price will be half-price. Won't you lose money?"

"No loss, some profit." Song Jingwen reassured him that the skewer business was originally a small business, relying on small profits but quick turnover.

Song Dali was unaware of the situation here, and took a sip of the soup with a little sorrow, "His wife is a good girl, but she is not very good at home."

He took another mouthful of bone soup and smacked his lips, "That girl's home is worth 30 taels of silver for opening her mouth, not counting the wolf. Originally, if she sold the wolf, she could get more than a dozen taels. Now is the girl Married, the wolf was also detained."

Xie Feng didn't care much about other people's joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys. At this time, when he heard something related to marriage, he raised his ears and said, "Then what? Why does his family want so much money?"

Song Jingwen pulled Xie Feng towards him, and whispered, "Don't ask so many questions, this is selling a girl, the marriage must be dirty."

Song Dali smiled and didn't answer.

The villagers who went to the market in the next few villages also stopped and picked out a few strings out of novelty.They all choose by themselves, but Xie Feng is at ease.

Song Jingwen and Xie Feng also took a few skewers, and they used a bamboo tube together.Song Jingwen stuffed potato slices into Xie Feng's mouth as if no one was around, "We will eat too, there will be more people in a while, so let's pad our stomachs first."

Song Dali's eyes lit up, and he slapped his forehead suddenly, "Is this Xie Feng, the brother of the Xie family?"

Xie Feng smiled shyly, "I'm a helper for the Song family. I'm going to sell in the town tomorrow. I'm afraid Song Jingwen will be too busy."

The villagers in other villages didn't know Xie Feng, and seeing the handsome man with broad shoulders and narrow waist, they booed, "He's a brother, so you two are a couple or brothers when you set up a stall."

The author has something to say: Boss Song’s diary on October 14, 3.2th year of Yuanlong calendar

When I saw Yuan Moyi for the first time, I thought he looked like a wolf, fierce and decisive.My husband admires this man very much, obviously he still stopped me from saving others.

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 3596337810 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!