"Dad, mom."

Song Wen walked to his parents and shouted.

Chen Xiuhui had long seen her son come back, but she didn't call him when she saw him playing with her grandson.

Hearing the sound, he turned his head, but found that he hadn't seen him for a few days and his younger son seemed to be black.

"Don't go to the beach if you have nothing to do in the future. The sea breeze over there is cooler. If it is not good, the skin will be blown to pieces. Moreover, the sun is big at the beach. Look, it will be tanned in just three days." Chen Xiuhui said to her son dissatisfied.

Listening to my mother's words, Song Wen's heart was filled with warm sense of happiness. He didn't say anything, just nodded and responded.

Seeing my dad watering the flower bucket, he hurried over and said, "Dad, I'll do it!"

"I'm so old that I can't move, I don't need you to help. You! Don't run around outside all day long. If you have time, go to the base of the hotel to take a look. Ah Hu stares at him every day, but you don't see anyone all day long. What do you think?" Song Yuanshui taught his son a lesson.

Although the two families are brothers and they have been together since childhood, they cannot always take advantage of it. I don’t know how many brothers are dirty because of such trivial matters.

"I got it, dad. How is the foundation like that?"

"The concrete under the foundation has solidified, and now we start to tie the steel bars underground. If we can tie them today, we can nail the formwork tomorrow, and we can pour the first layer of cement the day after tomorrow."

"That's it! Then I'll go and have a look in the afternoon."

"Well. By the way, your watering bucket is too small. You have to buy another one and carry one in one hand to water it. It's so troublesome to water it back and forth."

"I got it, dad. I'll buy it next time I go to town."

This watering bucket weighs twenty kilograms full of water. It was made by him before, and it was not something to water the vegetables.

People use two wooden barrels with leaky pipes, iron barrels or plastic barrels to water vegetables, which is not like their own. However, there are so many vegetables in the yard now, and it is really troublesome to water them with just one flower bucket. Next time I go to town, I will buy one.

In the backyard, the vegetable beds are covered with a cabbage, mustard greens, coriander, garlic, winter nests, tomatoes, green beans, etc., and the beds are orderly, green and red, making a harvest scene.

Suddenly, Song Wen felt that the small water cave he had dug in the backyard before seemed a little small, so he should have been digging a bigger one. Then he placed a rockery next to it, and lured the spring water to the rockery to flow down, forming a small waterfall, and then put a small water truck under the small waterfall to make it rotate. It will definitely look very beautiful at that time.

At that time, you can plant a few bananas next to the rockery, which are both beautiful and worth eating.

You can set a stone table and stone chair next to the banana. When the weather is hot, you can come here to make tea, chat, drink or play chess, and enjoy everything in the yard. How comfortable it is.

After thinking about it, Song Wen decided to start construction tomorrow, otherwise it would be difficult to dig when the plum rain season comes.

I looked around and found that the vines in the corner of the wall began to grow new buds, showing a vibrant scene.

Although grapes grew vines a while ago under the nourishment of spring water, they finally stopped because of the cold weather, and now they are really starting to grow new green buds. Song Wen was very happy when he saw it. It seems that he will be able to eat grapes soon, and he doesn't know what the five colors of grapes taste like.

Just as I was thinking, a chirping sound suddenly came from my ears. Looking around, I saw that there were a lot of chickens and ducks in the chicken coop.

It must have been bought by his mother. He once told his mother that he wanted to buy some chickens and ducks.

Song Wen looked at the little guy who was chirping and felt that it was very furry and cute, so he walked over.

A group of little guys thought he was going to feed him, so they ran over quickly and stumbled, squeezing me and I squeezed you, rushing to the top, for fear of having no food.

Song Wen jokingly put his finger in. The little guys thought it was something to eat, so they opened their mouths and bit and pecked. The little guys had no strength and bit it on their hands, it was itchy. Seeing these little guys' stupid looks, Song Wen was so happy that he laughed.

"Uncle, don't mess with my little cock!"

Song Wenzheng was having fun when he suddenly heard a protest coming from the side. He turned around and found that his little nephew had already come to him at some point.

"What are you doing?" Song Wen asked strangely. What's the matter with him?

He found that this little kid always likes to be against him. He snatches him the remote control when watching TV, snatches him the fruit when eating fruit, and even snatches him the toilet when peeing. Is there any truth or law? Does he, the uncle, still have human rights?

He found that his uncle was really a failure, super failed. This was not his nephew, but his uncle! Thinking of it, Song Wen looked at the little brat Xixi with a bad look.

Xixi was not afraid at all, pointed at the little chicken duck and said with confidence: "Grandma said these little chickens are mine, and she will be killed for me when she grows up. I will take good care of him and not let you bully them."

"Oh, there are only those little chickens, and these little ducks are my uncle's." Song Wen said with his eyebrows raised.

"I don't like those ducklings with flat beaks. But they will bite my feet and play with me. I don't allow you to bully them." Xixi said very seriously.

Well, it's all yours, and nothing is just mine.

Song Wen was too lazy to see this little kid, so he stood up and came to the place where the white jade snail was raised.

He was not here these days, and his mother was helping with feeding. He opened the gauze net above the pool of the white jade snails and looked at it. He found that the white jade snails were good-looking, but some large white jade snails lay eggs in the pool.

After seeing this, Song Wen quickly picked up the things and put the eggs in a pond that hatched snail eggs. Then he threw some vegetable leaves down, and then put down the gauze net so that the white jade snail would not crawl up.

"Uncle, I want a little snail."

Xixi's little brat also ran over at some point.

Song Wen looked at him and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"It's Qiqi who wants it, she said she wants to use it for fun." Xixi said honestly.

The day before yesterday, Qiqi was brought here by Song Hu to play. She wanted it when she saw the white jade snail, but Song Hu was scared to say that Uncle Song Wen could only get it, otherwise he would know that he would hit the little butt. For the sake of her little butt, Qiqi didn't want it anymore. However, before leaving, she handed over the solemn and glorious task to Xixi, asking him to help bring a little snail to play with, and agreed to kiss him.

Of course, Xixi will not tell others these things, and Qiqi said it was a secret.

Originally, Song Wen wanted to give him the white jade snail, but when Qiqi asked for it, he stopped. The little guy was not very sensible, and if he swallowed it in his mouth when he was playing, he would be done.

After thinking about it, Song Wen said to Xixi: "There is nothing fun about this little snail. Uncle gives you a small horn made of the shell of a little snail and you will be able to scream. Let's go, uncle will take you to see it."

As he said that, he took Xixi inside. Xixi followed behind his butt after hearing this.

When he arrived in the house, Song Wen took out the snail horn made from the shell of a big white jade snail last time, and even blew a sound to demonstrate to Xixi.

The little guy was so happy when he saw it, he kept asking for it, and he was holding Song Wen's clothes, looking like he would never give it up if he didn't give it to him. Song Wen took out the snail number and wanted to give it to him, but when he saw his attitude, he hurriedly gave it to him so that the little guy would not be entangled.

Xixi took it and ran to the backyard cheerfully, probably to show off to his grandparents.

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