The peasant husband is a squeamish bag

Chapter 90 Our Daughter Son?

Chapter 90 Our Daughter Son?
Jin Zhong thought for a while before saying: "Okay!"

"In terms of price, it depends on whether you want low-grade materials, medium or high-grade materials."

"Because you need to rush the construction period, you need a lot of workers, and you have two sewage systems and heating systems, you know it is time-consuming."

"These are items that require additional money."

Yun Cheng directly interrupted the other party; "Advanced materials."

"You tell me the price."

"500 taels!" Jin Zhong tentatively offered a price.

"Deal." Yun Cheng agreed, and then took out 300 taels of the 200 taels of silver notes to Jin Zhong: "I will give you half of the money first, and the other half after the completion of the work."

"The price doesn't matter, but I want to see the same house as my picture, if the money is collected, things will not be done well..."

Yun Cheng didn't say anything, just smiled.

But this smile makes people shudder.

Everyone can clearly see the meaning of the threat.

Jin Zhong immediately patted his chest and promised: "Little girl, although you are young, I won't cheat you. If I don't do a good job, I don't want a penny." '

Yun Cheng replied: "Yes."

"The house is built at the foot of the mountain in Nangang Village. You go to the village chief, and he will tell you where it is built."

"Okay, don't worry, we will finish the project before December 1st."

"We're going to pack the guy up now."

"En." Yun Cheng replied again, and then left.

"Then Uncle Jin, I'm leaving first, goodbye."

"Okay, Xiaoxi, goodbye."

"Go to Ms. Jin's place." Ms. Jin is a well-known Ren Yazi in Qufeng County. As soon as Yun Cheng said it, the coachman knew where to go.

But Luo Jia was fidgeting, looking at Yun Cheng, hesitant to speak.

"Cloud ride?"

"Ok?"

"Why do we have so few rooms in our house?"

Luo Jia suddenly asked a question, and his topic has risen to the word "our family".

In Luo Jia's heart, this is his and Yun Cheng's home.

Yun Cheng didn't understand why Luo Jia had such a question: "It's not small."

"Kitchen, utility room, living room, bathroom, toilet, three bedrooms, you, me, the guest."

"enough."

Yuncheng has thought about these plans.

But Luo Jia emphasized again with a blushing face: "Not enough!"

"What's missing?" Yun Cheng looked up at Luo Jia seriously.

Luo Jia hesitated and couldn't speak.

But Yun Cheng frowned more and more: "Huh?"

Looking at Yun Cheng's fierce look, Luo Jia finally mustered up the courage, closed his eyes and said as if fighting: "There are still two rooms missing, and we will have them in the future, daughter, son..."

"Oh!"

Yun Cheng slapped Luo Jia on the head, sarcastically and mercilessly: "Want to fart?"

Let a Mahayana monk give birth to Luo Jia?How face is this baby?
Besides, even if Yun Cheng got married with Luo Jia, he would not have children. You can only watch things like a baby from a distance, not up close.

what! !No, no!Yun Cheng shook his head, she would not be nice to such a useless boy.

"Pfft..." Jin Xiaoxi at the side finally couldn't help it, and spit out a mouthful of water.

With a look of surprise and disbelief: "You!! You!!!"

Jin Xiaoxi pointed at Yun Cheng and was speechless.

"no!"

"no!"

"Don't think too much!" Yun Cheng directly stopped Jin Xiaoxi's words.

Luo Jia ignored it: "No! I want two more houses!"

"Even without a daughter, a son..."

Yun Cheng clenched his fist and looked at Luo Jia coldly: "Don't think I dare not hit you!"

 Cheng Jiemu has feelings.

  Clip is a tool man.

  Daughter?

  Dreaming farts come fast
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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