Chapter 419

When the last touch of the afterglow into the twilight, Song Wen finally saw his own bamboo forest.

The cold night wind blows on his face. He is very tired after several hours of driving. However, the joy of returning home has swept away all his worries and tiredness, and his tense nerves have gradually eased.

Wind, blowing trees, swaying branches and leaves, seems to welcome his return.

From afar, the forest seemed to be rippled by the water. In the distance, the bamboo forest also flashed green light under the sunset. Listen carefully, the breeze gently shakes the bamboo leaves, the rustling sound of leaves, as if singing a beautiful song.

Already home, Song Wen is not in a hurry to go back, but riding to Wenjun bieyuan.

The main works of Wenjun bieyuan have been completed, and even the exterior decoration of the house has been completed. Now we begin to dig ditches around the bieyuan, and prepare to cast a wall of 56 meters high with reinforced concrete, which can accommodate two people walking side by side.

In the evening, all the workers in bieyuan moved down the mountain, so it was quiet in the evening.

Song Wen came to the other garden, put away his horse and walked around. When he found no one, he quietly took out the old trees from the Ruyi fan and planted them in the well dug tree pit. Then he poured the spring water in the space. It was only after planting four or five trees that he stopped. You can't plant all kinds of trees, or people will come tomorrow to see how so many trees have sprung up without seeing them all night, and you can't explain it when you ask. If you plant a few trees, they won't say anything. Even if someone asks, it can be interpreted as just bought or dug from the mountain.

After planting the tree, song Wencai took out his backpack from the Ruyi fan, grabbed two pheasants and tied them to his shoulder, put a rabbit into his backpack, and then carried the boar he had just caught in the mountain on his shoulder, and went down the mountain.

The news is on TV. Song Yuanshui, Chen Xiuhui and Xiao Jun are watching TV in front of the TV.

But Xiaojun's attention is obviously not on the TV. His eyes aim out from time to time. As the sky is getting late, he can't help but tangle his brows. He mutters in his heart: ah Wen said that he would come back in the evening. Why hasn't he come back yet.

At this time, a figure suddenly appeared at the door, suddenly surprised to stand up and quickly walked out.

"Ah Wen, are you back?"

"Wow, you also caught a wild boar. How big! How did you catch it? "

"You haven't eaten yet. Put down your things and wash your hands to eat. Mom made your favorite stewed meat in the evening."

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like a young girl, Xiao Jun is surrounded by Song Wen and chatters, and from time to time points to the boar he is carrying on his shoulder. His joy is beyond expression.

Chen Xiuhui, who came out later, saw that she was happy and looked at her old man with a smile.

At night, the two lay in bed. He said love words. People say that a day without seeing is like three autumn. Without Song Wen, Xiaojun thinks that an hour is a year. Pregnant women are always more emotional. As they spoke, Song Wen suddenly took out two pebbles shaped like a full moon.

It should not be cobblestones. It's called Yuhua stone, because the pebbles in the canyon are all natural agate, just like Yuhua stone.

There are a lot of dead volcanoes in Nanzhou. These agates are estimated to be the things evolved from volcanic eruptions over countless years.

"Well. What's this? " Xiaojun sees Song Wen holding two children's palm sized stones in his hand and asks curiously.

"It's the last stone we saw in the canyon. Have you forgotten? "

"Who forgot? I just said the pattern was strange." Xiaojun didn't have a good look at him.

"Look. Isn't this stone head like a woman holding a child? " Song Wen asks Xiaojun with the rain flower stone.

Xiao Jun leaned over his head, looked at it, and said, "it seems a bit like it."

"Not a little, but a lot. And this, like a man with a hoe in the field

"This is more like it."

These two Yuhua stones are very unique. They are not a single color, but many colors mixed together, which forms the unique beauty of Yuhua stone. The pattern on one of the stones is like a village, with a river in the middle. There is a woman holding a child outside a house by the river. On the other stone, half of it is turquoise green, like a forest. Most of it is snow-white on the turquoise green side, and there is a black spot under it. On the top of the black spot is a pattern like a man holding a hoe, which looks like a man holding a hoe The hoe is hoeing.

Song Wen found these two stones by accident. Otherwise, it would be more difficult to find them in so many Yuhua stones.

"Like it or not." Song Wen asked Xiaojun.

"I like it." Xiao Jun nodded.

"Here you are."

"Ah... You've been inside for so long, and when you come back, you'll give me two broken stones!"

"No? Then I'll take it back. "

"Who said no, I want to put it away as evidence, let Baobao, Xijie and our future children see how stingy his father is." Xiaojun said, grabbing the stone in Song Wen's hand and putting it into the drawer of bedside table.She also said it in her mouth, but she really liked it in her heart. One is that she is holding the child, the other is that he is working. Isn't that a pair?

After catching such a big wild boar, his family couldn't finish eating it. So Song Wen cut some of it and gave it to his relatives and friends, especially a thigh of pork, and sent it to the flavor restaurant the next morning. It was a kind of welfare for the store's staff.

"I'm in the mountain again, and I'm not called. I'm living here every day, and I'm getting moldy." Song Hu knew that Song Wen had entered the mountain, so he could not help complaining.

"I think it's about the same." Song Wen said with a glance.

The business of the flavor restaurant is getting better and better. Many of them are from nearby villages. Some of them are familiar with song Hu, so they invite him to have a drink. Once they come and go, they become fat. His daughter Qiqi now sees that he doesn't call him Dad, but big fat pig instead.

"It's time for you to exercise, too. You can get fatter."

"I want to, too, but I can't get up in the morning." Song Hu said helplessly

hearing what he said, Song Wen smacked his mouth and didn't know how to say it. If you want to exercise, you can't get up. It's just that he's lazy. This guy never gets up until 9 o'clock every day. His daughter likes to sleep with him most, because he doesn't have to get up early to study. No one cares when he wants to sleep. Although she's in kindergarten, she's from the village. She's very flexible. She doesn't ask you to bring her children. It doesn't matter if you want to bring them to school.

In fact, it's not a kindergarten. It's equivalent to a nursery. It's only one or two hundred yuan a month to help adults take care of their children.

After another chat with song Hu, Song Wen takes a ride to the city.

His Wenjun bieyuan is almost the same. The furniture made to order has been finished. Now the boss asked him to have a look. If he was satisfied, he would paint it. (to be continued) www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!