In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

Chapter 68

The system didn't really have such careful thinking before, but at the moment it was shamefully provoked by Song Hongguo's conspiracy theory, and it tentatively discussed with her, "It's easy for you to make friends with Qiao Yonghui, although It is true that there is not much light at the moment, but it will definitely be a powerful help in the future."

Song Hongguo said mockingly, "You also want to cast a long line and catch big fish? You are so snobbish and you can calculate, do your colleagues know about it?"

The system suppressed his guilty conscience and said confidently, "The friendship that I met with Wei Mo is the most testable and the most sincere and touching. Besides, you are not hypocritical, you can also help him, and you don't get something for nothing. Why are you so snobbish?" Maybe he still expects you to plot against him so that he can live a lighter life these years. "

Song Hongguo couldn't help but sneered, "Are you asking me to step on two boats? You forgot that your top handsome guy is still waiting for you, a matchmaker?"

"...Anyway, you're not chasing him now." The system murmured softly, "Besides, I didn't ask you to have sex with Qiao Yonghui. It's friendship, pure friendship."

"Pure friendship between a man and a woman? Do you believe this?" Song Hongguo complained speechlessly, "Is your colleague putting too much pressure on you? Otherwise, why are your three views so distorted?"

"..."

When she got home, Song Hongguo put all these things to the back of her mind. What is a man in front of the renovation industry?She clicked on the camera, and started by mixing the cement. She had never done this before in her previous life, and thought that it would be enough to mix the sand and cement with water according to a certain ratio. Who knew that it was a laborious job when it was actually done. Moreover, It's not easy at all, too thick or too thin, she struggled for more than half an hour before finally getting a shape.

When she was with the cement, the two little guys helped to pick the right stones, and put the beautiful and smooth pebbles and small stone slabs of various natural colors separately for her to choose.

Song Hongguo considered the setting time of the cement, so she tidied up the enclosure of the master bedroom wall first. She found two flat wooden boards and made a simple scraper. Match colors and patterns, and carefully lay stone slabs or cobblestones on it. The stone slabs are of different colors, uneven in size, and the surface is even more uneven. When you look at it alone, it looks ordinary, but when it is slowly placed on the wall Spread out the prototype, those natural textures and colors become unrepeatable paintings, the beauty is both rough and natural, and there is also a natural elegance of carving.

Song Hongguo was very satisfied, and felt that the taste and value of the whole room had been instantly improved, and it was almost in the rhythm of developing into an art space, so it was worth her trouble.

Next, she became more and more motivated.

Ling Zhi also went from passive cooperation to active help, helping to carry cement and stone slabs one after another, busy like a little bee, while Ling Yuan was enthusiastically making suggestions on the sidelines, and later, he directly started to adjust each piece The position of the stone, I have to say, he also has some talent in this area, obviously he has never learned how to draw, but the things he spelled out are still beautiful. He seems to have an aesthetic eye for color, and he matched it with his hands. The pattern is harmonious and advanced.

Song Hongguo's eyes lit up, "In the future, mom will teach you how to draw, okay?"

Ling Yuan nodded excitedly, "Okay, okay..."

Song Hongguo kept in mind the principle of a bowl of water being flat, and asked Lexus, "What do you like? I can also teach you."

Ling Zhi thought for a while, and said with a serious face, "Go to school and study."

"...Going to school is definitely necessary. Of course, reading is also a good thing. I mean other than that? Do you have any other hobbies?" Song Hongguo inspired, "Such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?"

Ling Zhi shook his head, "Does farming count as farming?"

Song Hongguo was silent for a moment, "You should choose one from the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

Ling Zhi looked at her inexplicably, "What's the use of learning those?"

Song Hongguo suddenly remembered Ling Feng's profession, a university professor, who still teaches physics, okay, it's understandable that the children brought out by the man of science and engineering are a little less romantic, she persuaded with earnestness, "People, really want to live You have to be down-to-earth, you have to face the oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar in reality, and you have to work hard even if you don’t like to go to work, because to make money to support your family, that is a responsibility, an obligation, and the most basic need for living, but..." She paused, and then Continue to persuade, "In addition to those, we also need to cultivate some hobbies. For ourselves, it can not only add to the cake, but the most important thing is that those seemingly impractical things can make our lives better. It’s rich and interesting, it’s not about making a living blindly, but also enjoying life happily, understand?”

Ling Zhi seemed to understand, but remembered a sentence his father once said, and blurted out, "One is pragmatism, and the other is romanticism."

"...It's kind of interesting. In fact, I just hope that you can make a living and understand life in the future. You have a good-looking skin and an interesting soul. In addition to three meals a day, you also have music, chess, calligraphy and painting. In addition to the struggle in front of me, there are poems and the distance..." Song Hongguo couldn't help laughing as she spoke.

Lexus, "..."

Ling Zhi was silent for a while, and then said, "Then I'll practice calligraphy, and I can also play chess."

Song Hongguo finally convinced the eldest son, nodded, "Then I'll teach you when I finish my work."

"Ah."

"it is good……"

The system couldn't help jumping out, and said sourly, "You really care about them, if you treat me half as much as you treat them, I'll be content."

Song Hongguo asked back, "Then you treat me half as well as they treat me?"

The system was not convinced, "What did I do wrong to you? You have enough to eat and wear..."

"I paid for it." Song Hongguo interrupted it unceremoniously, "Those things were not given to me for free. To put it bluntly, we are a seller and a buyer. I have never heard that the buyer spent money to buy things. I have to be grateful to the seller."

The system seemed to be slapped by someone, and Ai Ai said, "...you don't have to say it so badly, do you?"

Song Hongguo secretly thought that if she didn't show her attitude, it would not recognize its own position, and would consider itself her savior and train her to be a marionette, and it would be impossible in its next life.

The mother and son worked together and worked non-stop until noon, before finally finishing the master bedroom. The wall was one meter high and surrounded the house. Song Hongguo chose suitable cobblestones for the stone slabs, the wall around the kang, and the windows, and fixed them with cement to form a beautiful pattern, which can prevent dirt and dust, and is also generous and beautiful.

Song Hongguo heated up the stove, the higher the temperature, the faster the cement solidified.
(End of this chapter)