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

After Huo Minglou reluctantly left, Song Hongguo locked the door, walked through the front yard, and walked into the house. The moonlight was good tonight, and the road under his feet was clearly visible, and there were cabbages on both sides of the road. Firm and plump, it’s pleasing to look at, and it’s time to harvest.

She has already asked for leave and will be able to harvest tomorrow. After harvesting this batch, it will be time to plant other cold-resistant vegetables. The vegetable seedlings have already grown and are as high as a finger...

Just as he was thinking about it, the system suddenly appeared, "Host, do you think Feng Qiuping will be caught by the male god?"

"Are you that worried about her?"

"I'm not worried about her, I'm just..." The system sighed in distress, "I'm afraid that if we find her out, she will cause trouble to you again."

Song Hongguo frowned, "Didn't you block certain words? Even if she wants to say it, she shouldn't be able to say it. Are there any loopholes?"

The system hurriedly said, "There is no loophole, but what if she was hinting at something insidious? For example, she told comrades in the relevant departments that you also have secrets hidden in you?"

Song Hongguo said calmly, "Then let them check me."

The system reminded in a low voice, "They can't find out anything about the mall, but don't forget, there are still two brothers. If they are exposed..."

When Song Hongguo heard this, her heart suddenly sank.

The system continued, "So, we still have to think of a foolproof strategy."

"for example?"

"For example, one day, let the male god find a way to silence her. In short, we can't let her talk nonsense and drag you into the water."

After listening to this, Song Hongguo couldn't help but feel a little complicated. She really didn't expect that the system that usually seemed silly and sweet had such a side.

Is this a reminder to her to just shut up if necessary?

"Host, you don't agree?"

"Not really, let me think about it."

She doesn't have 100% faith in the system now, especially the suggestions it makes. What if it's a trap?

Entering the house, the two children were reading. With the desk lamp, the light was bright, and they no longer had to worry about hurting their eyes. Song Hongguo continued to knit.

The child's sweater has been knitted. The one in her hand is for Huo Minglou. She also spent points to download a book about one hundred ways to knit fancy sweaters. She picked a pattern she liked and now knits it. It's becoming more and more convenient.

Ling Yuan came over and leaned on her shoulder. While helping her follow the ball of wool, he asked, "Mom, when will you marry Uncle Huo?"

Song Hongguo said casually, "We haven't decided yet, what's wrong?"

Ling Yuan sighed like a young adult, "I'm a little reluctant to let Uncle Huo go. It would be great if he could stay at night, but if you don't get married, he will be gossiped about if he stays."

Song Hongguo twitched the corner of her mouth, "You know quite a lot."

Ling Yuan chuckled, "Many people in the village will say this. My brother and I have heard many gossips. The boy from this family is unworthy, the daughter from that family is too lazy and cunning to marry, and the man from this family is useless. Beating the daughter-in-law, the daughter-in-law of that family is unfilial..."

Ling Zhi coughed twice and glared at his younger brother, "Why are you telling mom this? The Zhang family and the Li family are short-lived. Only the uncles and aunts at the head of the village can be so rude."

Ling Yuan made a face at his brother, then turned around and acted coquettishly at Song Hongguo.

Song Hongguo smiled and nodded his forehead, "What your brother taught you is right. Don't listen to these gossips in the future. It's boring and takes up time. If you have that time, wouldn't it be better to do something interesting?"

Ling Yuan said "Yeah" resoundingly, "It's very interesting to be with Uncle Huo. Uncle Huo is so smart. He seems to know everything and can do anything. My brother and I, no matter what we ask him, he can always answer." So, mom, when will you marry Uncle Huo?" The topic turned around again, Song Hongguo thought for a moment, "Let's wait until your Uncle Huo's marriage report is approved."

Getting married these days is really simple. In the countryside, some people don't even get a marriage certificate. They can just have a meal with the two families. In the city, there is no big deal, and life's major events can be done in half a day.

As for the preliminary preparations, they both have a house, and they have packed it well. The furniture in the house is also ready-made, but what is missing is a sewing machine and a pair of watches.

Ling Yuan was very happy when he got the news.

Ling Zhi asked, "Mom, after you and Uncle Huo got married, did you live here or with Uncle Huo?"

Song Hongguo said without thinking, "Of course it's this way."

Ling Zhi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Hongguo added, "But Uncle Huo's place will also be our home from now on. We will go there to eat and rest at noon, and come back and stay here at night."

Ling Zhi nodded, "This will not delay us raising chickens and ducks, and growing vegetables and crops. I just don't know, would Uncle Huo be willing?"

"Of course I am willing."

Maybe many people nowadays think that the city is better and the buildings are cleaner and more convenient, but the house she built with great effort is much more comfortable than the city. In terms of spaciousness, it is far incomparable to the city.

The next day, the temperature dropped a lot. As soon as Song Hongguo went out, she felt cold obviously. She only wore a sweater, and the wind blew into the seams of her bones.

The two brothers who followed her out couldn't help but tremble.

Song Hongguo hurriedly urged the two of them back to the house, found thin cotton jackets and cotton trousers, and asked them to change into them. Ten layers of sheets are not as good as one layer of cotton. With the cotton trousers and cotton jackets, it would be easier to go out. She added I bought a quilted top from the mall. It is light and nice to wear when working.

When Huo Minglou arrived, the wontons were just coming out of the pot.

Song Hongguo's wontons are in the shape of ingots, each one plump and stuffed with meat fillings. The soup base is added with seaweed and shrimp skin, and a little sesame oil is added. Just smelling it will whet your appetite.

On such a cold day, one bowl makes my whole body feel comfortable from the inside out.

After the meal, the four of them started working in the backyard. Huo Minglou was responsible for peeling radishes and Song Hongguo was chopping cabbage. The two brothers helped them and cooperated tacitly. Within an hour, the land was freed up.

Looking at the cabbages and radishes piled up like a hill, Huo Minglou said sincerely, "Hongguo, your ability to cook this kind of food cannot be compared to that of an old farmer."

This is really not a compliment. Huo Minglou doesn't know how to grow vegetables, but he has seen what the cabbage and radishes in the cafeteria look like, and they are far less promising than the ones in front of him.

Just in terms of size, there's a big difference.

Song Hongguo smiled and said, "You are praising the wrong person. Xiaozhi and Xiaoyuan do the most work in the vegetable garden. They pull weeds, water and catch insects every day. I really don't have much control over it."

She just spread some fertilizer secretly.

Huo Minglou praised the two children again.

The two brothers smiled happily after being praised and worked more energetically.

The only thing the system is depressed about is that it is blocked even if it wants to take a video. It is a pity that the male god is so good-looking but cannot be photographed.