Pastoral Trifles: The Poor Girl Turns Over

Chapter 159 Renovating the Pond 4
Song Fanhua looked at Zhang Hanshi and said coldly, without giving Zhang Hanshi any face, and then pulled Cheng Huan into the door, as if he didn't even give Zhang Hanshi a chance to speak.

After entering the door, Cheng Huan asked, "Brother Fanhua, do you have any grudge against Zhang Han?"

Song Fanhua and Zhang Hanshi naturally have a feud, but he doesn't want to tell Cheng Huan the dirty things in the village. She is so small and clean, and talking about it will only dirty Cheng Huan. He shook his head, " No, just listening to her talk is annoying!"

Song Fanhua's handsome face was blown by cold winds. That Han family was a widow, not a womanizer. Back then, he fell in love with Song Che, and ran to Song Che every day. His father was simple-minded, so he ignored him. She didn't coax her away, but she shamelessly got under the covers while Song Che was taking a nap.

That incident was so serious at the beginning, Song Che was almost forced to marry Zhang Han's family, but later he would rather die than surrender and was beaten up by the Han family.

How could Song Fanhua not hate Zhang Hanshi, not only hated, but even hated.

"Oh, thank you!" Cheng Huan thought it was because of himself, and smiled gratefully. He stopped thinking about it and turned his eyes on the flower garden. When I came last time, there were only one-third of the flowers. Now it is full of flowers. Every yard is full, "Prosperity, your flowers are growing so well!"

"Before you said that you would wait until there were more flowers to sell before selling them. Now that there are so many flowers, you can see when you can process them. I will tell my uncle, he will be willing to sell them!" Song Fanhua said while giving birth Turned on the fire, poured some cold water into the pot.

"You are in charge of the flower garden. I just came up with an idea, so you can make it yourself." Since he didn't do anything, he didn't participate, Cheng Huan thought to himself.

The water soon boiled. Song Fanhua put dried jasmine flowers in the bowl, and then poured boiling water into it. The three jasmine flowers in the white tea bowl shook slightly with the water flow a few times, and then gradually dispersed and became Big, with the originally clear white water slowly turning a faint yellow, you don't need to stick too close to it, you can smell the intoxicating aroma of jasmine.

"You can drink it after a while!" Song Fanhua came over and sat next to Cheng Huan, looking at the flower garden, and said softly, "My father can play with flowers, but he can't do business, and I'm too busy studying every day. Time, if you don't do it, it will be wasted."

What Song Fanhua said was reasonable, but if he squeezed his time, he would still be free, but he didn't want to. He always felt that Huashi was the link between him and Cheng Huan that could not be broken.

Cheng Huan has never thought of her and Song Fanhua together. Although she is not stunning in appearance, her personality is not gentle and pleasant, not to mention she has a thin body and is obviously malnourished. Wildflowers swaying in the wind.

Then Song Fanhua is like the brightest morning sun in the sky, he is so radiant, how could he fall in love with the small wild flowers everywhere.

Cheng Huan thought about it carefully. After all, the people in Song Fanhua's family were really nervous, and raising fish by himself would not yield immediate results.

And the most important thing is that when I went to the Wen family last time, seeing that the life of the Wen family was not well-off, she had an idea. She wanted Cheng Jia to open a pastry shop after she married, so that she could make a living. .

Seeing that Cheng Huan was tempted, Song Fanhua said again: "My family only provides flowers, and you can process them, so that we can both make money."

(End of this chapter)