The talented lady is busy farming

Chapter 790 Mind

"Son, come back, wait a minute, tell mother that you have been sending firewood to the pier for so long, really to repay the talented lady, not for anything else?" If you say that this repayment is also deserved, however, Song Dalang went too frequently, which made Mrs. Song have to doubt his purpose.

"Mother, what else is there? The kindness of Mrs. Xiucai to our family can be said to be as high as the mountains and as deep as the sea. I just improve my own ability, and I have only this little use. If it weren't for Mrs. Xiucai to help me Doctor Li, come here, I think your son is still limping, mother, don't think about it." Song Dalang said as calmly as possible.

But Mrs. Song has been observing her son, looking at her calm expression, but her eyes have been dodging, refusing to contact her, especially the last sentence, which is very meaningful.

If Song Dalang knew that his last three words made his mother think more, or confirmed his conjecture more, Song Dalang would definitely give him a mouth and say nothing.

"Son, you were born and raised by me. Is there anyone who understands you better than your mother? Tell me, who did you fall in love with? There are quite a lot of people in the dock restaurant now, let me think about it." , could it be Mrs. Li, who is a bit older than you, but he is not bad..."

Mrs. Song is already thinking about the single woman in the restaurant at the dock. This Mrs. Li is the daughter-in-law of the Zhao family, but her husband is gone, and there is only one young daughter.

"Mother, what are you thinking about? It's nothing. I don't know anyone from the Li family and the Wang family. Don't talk about it. I'm going to chop firewood." Song Dalang can be said to have fled in despair.

"This child is still shy. What's the point of being shy? If she is allowed to remarry and I won't let me see my grandson, won't my son be allowed to renew? I will definitely be better than her in the future, and let her eyeballs fall out." Mrs. Song She was talking about her ex-daughter-in-law.

Song Dalang left home as if fleeing, his mind was in a mess, and when he got to the village, he realized that he didn't even bring a hatchet, what should he use to chop firewood, looking at his empty hands, Song Dalang laughed for a while.

After laughing, the expression on Song Dalang's face turned bitter, even if he had that kind of thought, so what, let alone whether she knew it, agreed or disagreed, even his own mother might be a hindrance, Forget it, don't think so much, what should I do.

No one could know the loss in Song Dalang's heart. He went back dejectedly to get the hatchet, and went to chop firewood as usual. Mrs. Song was a little surprised. Just now, her son seemed to have a sweetheart. It's over.

Aunt Song couldn't figure out what her son was thinking, and Xia Wan was studying the alfalfa seeds with Zhao Ning, "How do I plant such a big seed, I forgot to ask?" Xia Wan scratched herself the back of the head.

"It's also simple. We'll know if we experiment. Our rabbits are not too many now, and we can plant them in half of the place. If it is really as good as you said, I think, you want The desire to make everyone in Zhuangzi rich has become a possibility." Zhao Ning said.

(End of this chapter)