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

The cool night wind blew against his face, and he was very tired from traveling for several hours, but the joy of returning home made all worries and fatigue disappear, and every tense nerve in his body gradually relaxed.

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

Looking from a distance, the forest looks like ripples on the water surface. The bamboo forest in the distance also shines with a faint green light under the sunset. Listen carefully, the breeze gently shakes the bamboo leaves, and the leaves make a rustling sound.

, as if singing a beautiful song.

Having arrived home, Song Wen was not in a hurry to go back, but rode his barge horse to Wenjun's Villa.

The main projects of Wenjun Villa have been completed, and even the exterior decoration of the house has been completed. Now we have started digging trenches around the Villa, and are preparing to use reinforced concrete to cast a five to six meter high fence that can accommodate two people walking side by side.

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

Song Wen came to the garden, put away the barge horses, and walked around. When he found no one, he quietly took out the old tree dug from the mountain from the Ruyi Fan and planted it in the dug tree pit, and then poured the spring water in the space.

He went up and planted four or five trees before he stopped. He couldn't plant all the trees. Otherwise, if people come to see them tomorrow, they will find out why so many trees have sprouted up after not seeing them all night, and they won't be able to explain it when asked.

If you plant a few trees, people won't say anything. Even if someone asks, they can explain that they were just bought or dug from the mountains.

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

Then walked down the mountain.

The news was playing on the TV. Song Yuanshui, Chen Xiuhui and Xiaojun were sitting in front of the TV watching TV.

But Xiaojun's attention was obviously not on the TV. He glanced outside from time to time. Seeing that it was getting late, his brows couldn't help but tangled, and he murmured in his heart: Awen said he would be back at night, why hasn't he come back yet?

At this time, a figure suddenly appeared at the door. He 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. Put your things down quickly and wash your hands to eat. Mom made your favorite braised pork tonight."

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Like a young girl, Xiaojun happily gathered around Song Wen and chirped, and from time to time pointed at the wild boar he carried on his shoulders, his joy beyond words.

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

At night, the two of them were lying on the bed and talking about love. People say that a day without seeing each other is like three autumns. Without Song Wen, Xiaojun felt that an hour is like a year. Pregnant women are always more emotional. The two of them talked.

As he spoke, Song Wen suddenly took out two pebbles shaped like full moons.

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

There are many extinct volcanoes in Nanzhou, and these agates are probably the products of previous volcanic eruptions that evolved over countless years.

"Hey. What is this?" Xiaojun asked curiously when he saw two rain flower stones as big as a child's hand in Song Wen's hand.

"It's the stone we saw in the canyon last time. Have you forgotten?"

"Who has forgotten? I just said that the pattern on it is very strange." Xiaojun rolled his eyes at him angrily.

"Look. Does this stone look like a woman holding a child?" Song Wen asked Xiaojun while holding the Yuhua Stone.

Xiaojun leaned over, took a look, and said, "It seems a bit similar."

"It doesn't look a bit like it, it looks very similar. And this one, does it look like a man hoeing the ground with a hoe?"

"This is more similar."

These two pieces of Yuhua Stone are very unique. They are not a simple color, but many colors are mixed together. This is how the unique beauty of the Yuhua Stone is formed. The pattern on one of the stones is like a village, with a strip in the middle.

There is a small river. There is a woman holding a child outside a house by the river. On the other side, half of the top is green, like a forest. Most of the green edges are white, and there are black spots at the bottom.

There is a pattern on it that looks like a person holding a hoe. The overall look is like a person holding a hoe and hoeing the ground.

Song Wen discovered this accidentally. Otherwise, finding these two pieces among so many Yuhua stones would be more difficult 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 went there for so long, and you gave me two broken stones when you came back!"

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

"Who said no, I will keep it as evidence so that Baobao, Sister Xi and our future children can see how stingy his father is." Xiaojun said, grabbing the Yuhua Stone from Song Wen's hand.

, put it in the drawer of the bedside table next to it.

She also talks about it, but in fact she likes her very much. One is her holding the child, and the other is him working. Aren't they a couple?

After catching such a big wild boar, his family would definitely not be able to eat it all, so Song Wen cut some to give to his relatives and friends, especially a thigh of pork, and sent it to the flavor restaurant early the next morning as a gift to the store.

Dude benefits.

"You went into the mountains again, and you didn't even call me. I'm almost getting moldy just sitting here every day." Song Hu couldn't help complaining when he found out that Song Wen had gone into the mountains.

"I think it's more like gaining weight." Song Wen glanced at him and said.

The business of the flavor restaurant is getting better and better. Many of them are people from nearby villages. Some of them are familiar with Song Hu and invite him to have a drink. After going back and forth, he has gained weight. His daughter Qiqi can’t even see him now.

I called him Dad instead of Big Fat Pig.

"It's time for you to exercise too. If you keep getting fatter, you'll be fine."

"I think so too, but it's a pity that I can't get up in the morning." Song Hu said helplessly.

Hearing his words, Song Wen smacked his lips and didn't know what to say. If he wants to exercise and still can't get up, it's because he's lazy. This guy doesn't sleep until nine every day and never gets up. The same goes for his daughter.

I like sleeping with him the most, because sleeping with him means I don’t have to get up early to study. I can sleep as long as I want without anyone caring about me. Although she is in kindergarten, she belongs to the same village and is very flexible. She doesn’t force you to do anything.

Bring your children here, if you want to take them for education, it doesn't matter if you don't want to.

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

After chatting with Song Hu for a few more words, Song Wen took a ride to the city.
Chapter completed!