Everyone outside the yard was walking almost the same.

Song Jiawen was cleaning up the dishes, but the eldest and the third brother stood not far away and watched.

For them, Song Jiawen was the one who was in charge of the funeral this time. Although they were from the Song family, they only came here to keep a filial piety for outsiders to see.

Now that all the guests have been exposed, they don’t have to continue pretending.

Just as it was almost time, the boss deliberately dusted the melon seed shells stuck to his hands and walked towards Song Jiawen.

"Come on, Jiawen, brother!"

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that this kind of attentiveness is intentional.

But someone was willing to do that, so Song Jiawen could not stop him and directly put down the bucket in his hand.

I thought the second brother would be a little polite, but I never thought that this guy was so honest this time.

But things have reached this point, and it is difficult for him to find excuses.

He could only bend down and pick up the bucket: "By the way, Jiawen, you are busy enough this day. You and the third brother will have a good rest in the evening and come and replace me tomorrow morning."

When he heard this, it was not like what Song Jiawu, who was profit-oriented, could say.

The third brother standing aside and listening felt even more incredible.

Seeing this, Song Jiawen deliberately pretended to be grateful: "Sure, then brother will trouble you."

"It's okay, we are brothers. You handled the funeral of my mother this time. My third brother and I have nothing to help. It's just a night. What can I do?"

The boss had already made up his mind that when the two brothers fell asleep in the middle of the night, the copybooks in the warehouse were all his own.

When I thought of Zhang Xu picking up one, he said that he could get the money to this yard. There were at least seven or eight in the drawers. In addition to other unopened drawers, the profits that can be made here are not a small amount.

Just as the boss poured the water back, the third brother came over from the side: "Brother, I'll be vigilant with you tonight."

Upon hearing this, Song Jiawu's face changed and he said a little embarrassedly: "I told Jiawen that you two are tired enough during the day. Just go to bed just a while. I'm here in the mourning hall."

"Brother, how can that be done? Why do we all say that we are brothers? If you have good things, you can't just take over them, right?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Song Jiawu's face turned pale: "You...what I can take advantage of anything you say."

"Brother, we are both here, we grow up together. You fart me and I can smell what you ate for lunch, and I still hide it from me?"

Listening to the third brother's words, Song Jiawu knew that if he didn't bring this kid, he would probably cause unnecessary trouble again.

After thinking about it over and over again, he nodded cruelly and explained tentatively: "I will tell you about this matter after my dick falls asleep."

After saying this, Song Jiawu stopped talking about anything else.

Just as they were about to go back to the yard, they suddenly heard footsteps coming from not far from the alley.

The familiar footsteps made the two turn their heads at the same time.

"Zhang Xu?" The third brother blurted out.

Zhang Xu and Zhao Jianguo were coming towards the yard. The two of them were talking and laughing, which made Song Jiawu feel a little alert.

Here, only the second brother and the two of them know that the copybooks are valuable.

I thought these two men had just finished their funeral, but who would have thought they would appear here again?

"You... have something else?" Song Jiawu stepped forward and stopped the two of them at the gate of the yard.

Zhang Xu could naturally see something with the vigilance between his eyes.

"Oh, nothing, Jiawen hasn't had a good sleep these days. Master Zhao and I think to stay together, so that we can take turns to watch you at night."

When he heard Zhang Xu's words, the boss immediately waved his hand: "No, no, I'll tell Jiawen. Let him go to rest later. I'll just take the shift with the third brother."

"How can that be? Jiawen said before that you three are too busy these days and don't even close your eyes at night. Is it possible?"

Zhang Xu was about to go in as he said. Although the third brother didn't know what was going on, he looked at the eldest brother's appearance and blocked the two of them with his body.

After Song Jiawen finished washing up, he heard the sound coming from the gate of the yard and immediately came over: "Brother, what are you doing?"

"Jiawen, you are here just in time. You two friends said they would help keep the night watch. I told them all, I can keep it, and the third brother told me that if you can take turns with me, you should hurry up and let them go back. How can you be embarrassed to let them stay?"

Song Jiawu said this beautifully. Anyone who changed it to anyone would probably believe what he said.

It’s a pity that Zhang Xu knew from the beginning what this guy is doing for.

He winked at Song Jiawen, and the other party immediately reacted: "Oh, by the way, I just talked to Zhang Xu about seeing the house tomorrow. Their home is far away from us, so I should let them live here."

Seeing this, Song Jiawu looked even more ugly, and he was sure that Zhang Xu made the copybooks for the storage room.

"Can......"

"Brother, don't you. Zhang Xu's family has a lot of money. If this house can be sold more, wouldn't the three of us brothers still be able to get more?"

Song Jiawen's words directly blocked the boss's words.

If he continues to stick to his own opinions, others will naturally see that there is something wrong.

"Then, that's it," said the boss, looking at the room not far away, "Then I'll clean up the room, and you'll stay here for a night."

As he said this, the third brother next to him naturally had to choose to agree.

Seeing the eldest and the third brother come in and prepare, the three of them all looked at each other and smiled at each other.

"It seems that some people really can't sleep tonight." Zhao Jianguo said with a smile.

"Zhang Xu, is this really okay?" Song Jiawen asked tentatively.

"Don't worry, let's have a good night's sleep tonight. Master Zhao and I are here. Your elder brother must be on guard against us and dare not do anything casually."
Chapter completed!