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Chapter 35 Song Jianjun: Am I still your son?

"How hard life is!"

Thinking that she, like her little nephews, could not have her own lucky money, Song Juan felt very melancholy.

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

Looking at the three little nephews playing in the mud together, Song Juan couldn't help being a little envious.

Of course, this little envy dissipated in an instant.

Because babies are going to grow up eventually.

It doesn't even need them to grow up too big. When they realize what the money is for, their current joy will disappear little by little.

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

Clothes are not changed, 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, just waiting for the cement to be smoothed.

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

However, it will take some time to put it into use.

After all, it takes time for cement and sand to solidify.

Regarding this, Song Juan has no experience at all, but fortunately Song Laifu still understands it.

Lunch is pretty much the same as the morning, it's all stewed vegetables in a big pot, and steamed buns with two noodles.

Only the stewed eggplant and potato slices at noon.

Beans, already stewed in the morning.

However, this eggplant and potato stew tastes better than in the morning.At least, this is Song Juan's dish, she won't just eat potatoes.

After eating, everyone just rested for a while before continuing to work.

Things like building a house are not like working in the fields, so you have to hurry up.

After all, it's a sunny day, who knows what the night will be like?
Especially in summer, the weather changes so fast.

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 is such a small and big cat, he can take care of himself, and Song Juan doesn't need to worry about it.

In the middle of the afternoon, Song Juan found that her third brother had rushed to the village on a bicycle.

"Third brother, why are you here?"

"father!"

"father!"

"Three Uncles!"

Seeing Song Jianjun approaching, the three cubs shouted in unison.

Not bad, we can recognize people!

Song Juan also wondered whether Song Mingwen and Song Mingwu would not recognize their father after not seeing them these days.I never thought that the two little things were very impressive to their Lao Tzu.

"At grandpa's house, are you obedient?"

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

"obedient!"

"aunt!"

"Cry and be obedient!"

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

Song Juan took a deep breath, expressing that she was not wronged.

After such a long time, when will my "crying" stop crying?
"Third brother, don't you have class today?"

"Tune with someone else!"

Song Jianjun kept a straight face, and seemed to be very unhappy with Song Juan and said, "Why don't you tell me about the house being built at home?"

"Aren't you busy?"

Song Juan curled her lips, what's wrong, this has become her own, isn't it?
Besides, just building a house for bathing is not a big project. Is it necessary to mobilize so many people?
Song Jianjun snorted: "I'll tell you later!"

Song Juan spread her hands, and it was not her idea not to tell her third brother about it, it was clear that her parents were worried that the third son would be exhausted.

Who made Song Jianjun's father-in-law now a sick man and needs 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 to Lao Song's house.

However, because of Song Jianjun's arrival, Song Mingwen and Song Mingwu didn't want to play at their fourth uncle's house anymore, and insisted on going back with them.

Seeing the two little Doudings making a fuss, Song Juan could only hold Song Minggang's hand and follow.

As for Song Mingbo, he didn't know where he went crazy with a group of friends.

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

"Juan'er, 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, maybe Song Mingsong slipped up at school!"

They didn't tell Song Jianjun.

When Li Guilan thought about it, she also felt that this should be the case.

……

When the sun is westward, the house is completed.

Old Song's family is still in charge of the meals.

But at this moment, compared with the morning and noon meals, it was much richer, and even wine was served.

In addition to the big pot of stewed meat, there is also a special pot of braised pork head with cucumber and cold sauce.

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

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

Being full is one thing, eating well is a further step.

For ordinary people, three meals, a full meal, and a few slices of meat are pretty good.

But if the conditions of the old Song family follow the trend, they will be disliked.

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

It's just those who didn't come to work, who like to break their mouths.

And this broken mouth, you can't 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 cold cucumber with pork head meat, the grade of this dinner is much higher.Everyone ate to their heart's content, although no one ate 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, what are you doing?"

Seeing Song Jianjun's expression, Li Guilan stepped forward and slapped him.

The mother beats her son, no matter when.

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

"The house is going to be built at home. Why didn't anyone tell me about such a big matter?"

"If I hadn't heard that kid Mingsong talk about it, I wouldn't even know about it!"

"People in the village saw our house being built, but my son, who lives so close, didn't come. Maybe they made up nonsense. What are you thinking?"

Song Jianjun expressed his grievance.

Song Laifu and Li Guilan looked at each other, and said, "Third brother, our family is just building a small house, and it's not a big deal. It's something that can be done in one day. You've been so busy recently, so we'll just think about it and not tell you!"

"What's wrong with finishing work in one day?"

"What happened to the little house?"

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

"Anyway, it's your fault!"

Song Jianjun was very upset.

"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 really did something bad with good intentions.

Forget it, we're all a family, there's really no way to break this matter up.

"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 my son!"

"sure!"

Song Laifu and Li Guilan agreed in unison.

They were upset that the third son always turned towards Qu Xiaofu, but well, they really didn't want to deny this son.

Otherwise, they went up the mountain to cut the pine pupae and picked up the pine mushrooms, why did they send a special copy to Song Jianjun?
(End of this chapter)