The Song family courtyard.
Song Xue pushed open the gate and ran in excitedly.
"Mom! Mom! I'll tell you something happy!"
Song's mother He Chunhua was cooking in the kitchen.
Hearing her daughter's voice, she quickly wiped her hands on her apron, poked her head out and said with a smile:
"What's the matter? You look so happy that your hair is all messed up!"
"Mom! Did you know that my eldest brother actually knows Sister Yan?"
Song Xue's grape-like eyes sparkled with joy as she continued:
"The most important thing is that Big Brother is interested in Sister Yan!"
"What? Really?"
He Chunhua stood up straight and looked at Haodaer standing beside her:
"Son, don't you have someone you like?"
Song Baiyuan clenched his fist and coughed twice: "Mom, I was talking nonsense before."
He Chunhua was surprised: "So you are really interested in Yan Yatou, when did you two meet?"
Song Baiyuan did not correct her statement and only told her how the two of them met.
Upon learning that Tie Lanyan had helped Song Baiyuan once in Beijing, He Chunhua slapped her thigh with joy.
"Son, look, I said, I said Yan girl is a good person!
Look how kind-hearted she is. If you marry a girl like her, it will definitely bring prosperity to your family!"
Song Baiyuan held his forehead and said, "Mom, there's nothing to worry about, don't get so excited."
Now he is just one-sidedly enthusiastic, if other people are not happy, it will be useless.
He Chunhua smiled: "Son, don't you have confidence in yourself? This won't do. A man can't say no!"
Song Xue also frowned and said, "Yes, big brother, you have to work harder and marry this beautiful sister home as soon as possible!"
Song Baiyuan: ...
"Mom, didn't you go to the supply and marketing cooperative this morning and grab some pork? I'll take some away and go to the educated youth compound to eat."
Song Baiyuan went straight into the kitchen, picked up a palm-sized piece of meat and ran away.
He Chunhua chased after him with a spatula in hand and shouted, "Son! You got the wrong thing! That's pork liver, not pork!"
Unfortunately, Song Baiyuan ran too fast and didn't hear it, and even if he heard it, he wouldn't come back.
There is no way, my mother and younger sister are simply brainwashing masters.
He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would be tempted to act impulsively.
The girl is still young. If you act too abruptly and scare her, she will be punished.
When Song Baiyuan went there, he was welcomed unanimously by all the educated youth.
When he took out the meat in his hand, the female educated youth in charge of cooking smiled and said:
"Oh, it's pork liver. I love pork liver the most. How about I make pork liver, egg and mushroom soup? It tastes so delicious!"
Everyone else nodded: "Okay!"
Pork liver is also considered meat, it replenishes blood and energy, it’s a good thing!
There was a dinner party at the educated youth compound, and everyone was busy.
There were four people in the kitchen making fire and cooking, two picking and washing vegetables, and three male educated youth chopping wood and fetching water.
Others are doing a big cleanup, a new look, and a brand new look everywhere.
Song Baiyuan didn't want to just sit there waiting for dinner; he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't do something.
Seeing Wang Juanjuan chopping wood with an iron axe, he strode over.
"Let me help you."
When Wang Juanjuan saw him, he looked like a savior:
"Okay, Brother Song, come on!"
I have to say, Wang Juanjuan is really sweet-talker. I’ve seen her twice before and she even called my brother over.
Song Baiyuan took off his cotton coat, took the iron axe from his hand, and swung it lightly.
The wood that Wang Juanjuan had chopped four or five times but failed to split was broken into two pieces by one piece.
Wang Juanjuan was impressed and gave a thumbs up: "Brother Song! You are awesome!"
Song Baiyuan curled his lips: "No big deal."
As he spoke, he swung the iron axe again and the wood was chopped again.
Wang Juanjuan exclaimed, "Wow!" and clapped his hands non-stop:
"Brother Song, how did you do this? It feels like there is no emotion at all!"
Song Baiyuan: "Maybe it's because I often train in the army."
"No wonder you have so many muscles!" Wang Juanjuan said with envy, "Last time we saw you chopping wood at the foot of the mountain, I discussed you with Sister Yan at that time."
Song Baiyuan paused and asked, "What did you discuss about me with Tie 땢 志?"
Wang Juanjuan: "It's nothing. You were chopping wood with your bare chest at that time. I said I envied your figure, and she said I could never achieve that figure even if I practiced for my whole life."
Song Baiyuan: ???
Song Baiyuan: ...
So what this means is that Tie Lanyan praised him for his good figure?
I think so.
Although I didn't say it to his face, it's almost the same.
Song Baiyuan raised the corners of his lips and started chopping firewood.
Wang Juanjuan exclaimed and piled the chopped firewood in the corner of the kitchen.
Tie Lanyan was helping to cook in the kitchen when she came out and saw this scene.
On a winter day, in a small courtyard bathed in sunlight, a tall figure was chopping wood skillfully.
As the axe fell, there was a "crack" sound.
A thick log of firewood suddenly split apart, sending sawdust flying everywhere.
Wang Juanjuan, who was standing aside, was running around like a lackey, carrying firewood.
Seeing Tie Lanyan coming out, he waved his hand: "Sister Yan, are you done?"
The figure chopping wood paused, turned around, and revealed a handsome face with sharp features.
"I'm Tiezhi." Song Baiyuan nodded to Tie Lanyan.
Then he put the iron axe aside and took off his black sweater, revealing the white vest underneath.
Wang Juanjuan asked curiously, "Brother Song, why did you take off your sweater in the middle of winter? Aren't you cold?"
Song Baiyuan's face was calm: "I got a little hot from chopping wood."
Wang Juanjuan walked closer and took a quick look: "But... I see you don't seem to be sweating!"
Song Baiyuan: ...
Brother, please don't tear down my stage.
Song Baiyuan didn't want to pay attention to him, so he just picked up the iron axe and continued chopping wood.
Wearing only a white vest, every time he swung the iron axe, his arm muscles would tense, his biceps bulged high, and he looked full of energy.
This whole body of tendon meat is really fascinating.
Wang Juanjuan shook his head and sighed, "Alas, we can only feel envy and jealousy."
Tie Lanyan admired the scene of a tough guy chopping wood and went to the main room.
She is still busy and has no time to stay.
Wang Juanjuan was about to turn around and talk to her, but when she saw her leaving, she quickly chased after her:
"Sister Yan, what are you doing? Do you need my help?"
Soon, Song Baiyuan, who was chopping wood, was the only one left in the yard.
“Huh~”
A gust of cold wind blew, and Song Baiyuan couldn't help but shiver.
Everyone has left, so why not put on the sweater?
What if that person comes out again?
Just as he was hesitating, Tie Lanyan came in from the main room again.
"I think it's quite cold here. There was frost this morning. You should put on your sweater."
Song Baiyuan curled his lips: "Okay, I'll listen to you!"
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