When the last ray of sunset merged into the dark twilight, Song Wen finally saw the bamboo forest at his home.

The night wind blew in his face. The journey for several hours made him very tired, but the joy of returning home swept away all worries and fatigue, and every nerve that was tense in his body gradually relieved.

The wind blew the woods and swayed the branches and leaves, as if we were welcoming his return.

From a distance, the forest seemed to be wrinkled water surface, with layers of ripples. The bamboo forest in the distance also flashed with a faint green light under the sunset. Listen carefully, the breeze gently shaking the bamboo leaves, and the rustling sound of the leaves seemed to be singing a beautiful song.

He had already arrived home, and Song Wen did not rush back, but rode his horse to Wenjun Villa.

The main projects of Wenjun Villa have been completed, and even the decoration of the exterior of the house has been completed. Now we have started digging trenches around the Villa, and we are preparing to cast a wall of five or six meters high and can accommodate two people walking side by side with steel and cement.

At night, all the workers in the villa retreated to the mountain to live, so at night, it was quiet.

Song Wen came to the villa, put away the horse, walked around, and found that there was no one, so he quietly took out the old tree dug from the mountain from Ruyi Fan and planted it in a long-dumped tree pit, and then poured it over the spring water in the space. He stopped after planting four or five trees. He could not plant all the trees, otherwise he would come tomorrow to see, so many trees appeared in one night, and there was no explanation when asked. And if a few trees were planted, people would not say anything. Even if someone asked, it could be explained as just bought or dug from the mountain.

After planting a tree, Song Wencai took out the backpack from Ruyi fan, grabbed two pheasants and tied them to his shoulders, put a rabbit into his backpack, and carried the wild boar he caught when he first entered the mountain on his shoulders, and then walked down the mountain.

News was played on the TV. Song Yuanshui, Chen Xiuhui and Xiaojun sat in front of the TV watching TV.

But Xiaojun's attention was obviously not on the TV. She glanced out from time to time. Seeing that the sky was getting late, her eyebrows couldn't help but become entangled, and she muttered to herself: Awen said she would come back tonight, but why haven't she come back yet?

At this time, a figure suddenly appeared at the door, and immediately stood up in surprise and walked out quickly.

"Awen, are you back?"

"Wow, you also caught a wild boar. It's so big! How did you catch it?"

"You haven't eaten yet, so put your things down and wash your hands to eat. Tonight, mom made your favorite braised pork."

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Xiaojun was like a girl, chattering around Song Wen with excitement, and from time to time he held his finger and pointed at the wild boar carrying it on his shoulder. His joy was beyond words.

Chen Xiuhui, who came out, saw her happy look, looked at her old man and laughed happily.

At night, the two were lying on the bed, talking lingering love words. People said that seeing each other for a day was like three autumns. Without Song Wen, Xiaojun felt that an hour was a year. Pregnant women were always more emotional. As the two were talking, Song Wen suddenly took out two pebbles shaped like the full moon.

In fact, it should not be pebbles. It should be called Yuhua Stone, because the texture of the pebbles in the canyon is the same as that of Yuhua Stone, and they are all natural agate.

There are many extinct volcanoes in Nanzhou. These agates are probably what evolved after countless years when volcanic eruptions erupted.

"Huh. What is this?" Xiaojun asked curiously when she saw Song Wen holding two rain flower stones the size of a child's palm.

"It was the stone we saw in the canyon last time. Did you forget?"

"Who forgot? I just said the pattern on it is very strange." Xiaojun gave him a angrily blank look.

"Look. Doesn't this stone look like a woman holding a child?" Song Wen asked Xiaojun with the rain flower stone.

Xiaojun leaned over, looked at it, and said, "It seems a bit like it."

"It's not a bit similar, it's very similar. And this one looks like a man holding a hoe and hoeing the ground."

“This one is more like.”

These two rain flower stones are very amazing. They are not very simple in one color, but are mixed together, which forms a unique beauty on the rain flower stone. The pattern on one of the stones looks like a village with a small river in the middle. There is a woman holding a child outside a house by the river; and the other one is half green, like a forest. The edges of the green are mostly snow-white, with black spots underneath. There is a pattern on the black spots that look like a person holding a hoe. Overall, it looks like a person hoeing the ground with a hoe.

This was discovered by Song Wen by chance. Otherwise, it would be more difficult to find these two pieces among so many rainy flowers and stones than climbing to the sky.

"Do you like it?" Song Wen asked Xiaojun.

"I like it." Xiaojun nodded.

"Then I'll give it to you."

"Ah... you've been inside for so long, and I'll give me two broken stones when I come back!"

"Don't you? Then I'll take it back."

"Who said I don't want it anymore? I want to put it away as evidence, so that the baby, Sister Xi and the others and our future children can see how stingy his father is." Xiaojun said, snatching the Yuhua Stone from Song Wen's hand and putting it into the drawer of the bedside table next to him.

She also said it, but in fact she liked it so much. One was that she was holding the child and the other was that he was working. Isn’t that just a couple?

After catching such a big wild boar, my family would definitely not be able to finish it, so Song Wen cut some of it for his relatives and friends, especially the pork chopped, and sent it to the flavor restaurant early the next morning, which was a benefit for the shopkeepers.

"I entered the mountain again, and I didn't call me. I was almost moldy when I nest here every day." Song Hu couldn't help but complain when he knew that Song Wen had entered the mountain.

"I think it's almost the same to gain weight." Song Wen glanced at him and said.

The business of the flavor restaurant is getting better and better. Many of them are from nearby villages. Some are familiar with Song Hu and ask him to have a drink with him. After a while, he becomes fat. His daughter Qiqi now doesn't call him dad anymore, but instead calls him Dafa Pig.

"You should exercise too, it's okay if you keep getting fatter."

"I think too, it's a pity that I can't get up in the morning." Song Hu said helplessly with a look of regret.

When Song Wen heard his words, he smacked his lips and didn't know what to say. He still couldn't get up if he wanted to exercise, but he was lazy. This guy never got up until nine o'clock every day. The same is true for his daughter. Because she doesn't have to get up early to study when she sleeps with him, and no one cares about it whenever she wants to sleep. Although she is in kindergarten, she is from the village and is very flexible. She doesn't force you to bring the children here. If you want to take them, teach them. It doesn't matter if you don't want to.

In fact, it is not a kindergarten, it is equivalent to a nursery. It costs one or two hundred yuan a month to help adults take care of children.

After chatting with Song Hu for a few more words, Song Wen took a taxi to the city.

His Wenjun Villa is also built almost the same. The previously customized furniture has been made. Now the boss asked him to go over and take a look. If he is satisfied, he will paint it. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen. The novel is better, updated and faster!
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