The three of them entered the room one after another. Meng Yuan and Yuan Xudong sat at the table drinking, while Shen Qingqing leaned on the beauty's back and dozed off.
Xu was accustomed to going to bed early and getting up early, so at this hour, she fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
While he was drowsily asleep, he suddenly heard a sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling. When he opened his eyes, he saw Yuan Xudong holding Meng Yuan's thigh, crying miserably.
"Brother Meng, please listen to my advice and never talk about relationships with women. Relationships are fatal!"
"Look at me, I was heartbroken, burped, and lunged at Wenjuan. In the end, I didn't get anything, and I almost lost my wife. Do you think it's a loss?"
"Loss, huge loss! Hiccup, if I hadn't done some unfinished business at hand, I would have killed me with a piece of tofu!"
While Yuan Xudong was crying, he rubbed himself against Meng Yuan, making Meng Yuan so angry that he wanted to screw his brains out.
Before she could take action, Yuan's mother followed the voice and came to pick someone up.
"I'm going to make you laugh. This kid Xudong is such a bear. After drinking a little bit of wine, he becomes so crazy that he doesn't know what's going on... Hey, don't pull it off. What will you do if you pull off someone's pants?"
Yuan's mother quickly stepped forward and pulled Yuan Xudong off Meng Yuan. At the same time, she called to Fuwang, "Hurry and drag him back to the room. Don't let him be embarrassed outside!"
Fuwang spent a lot of effort to finally drag the man out. Even when the man was far away, he could still hear his ghostly scream: "You are Feng'er and I am Sha. If you talk about love, I will be a fool!"
Mother Yuan smiled awkwardly at Shen Qingqing and Meng Yuan, "It's already this hour, so don't go back. Follow me to the guest room next door to rest."
Shen Qingqing rubbed her dry eyes and nodded in agreement. Before leaving, she suddenly thought of Wenjuan's paper man and turned around to ask: "Auntie, are Miss Wenjuan's paper man and wind chime still there? If it's convenient, can you give them to me?
Shall I study it?"
"It's still thrown around in the room. If you're interested, just take it away. It's of no use to us anyway. It's annoying to look at."
Mother Yuan agreed readily, "Auntie, go to the room and collect the things and give them to Qingqing, and add some more..."
She twirled her fingers and winked at Ci Gu.
Ci Gu had an epiphany and exited the room.
Shen Qingqing clearly saw the little moves between the master and the servant, and couldn't help but sigh with relief, it was great to deal with smart people!
At least you don't have to worry about running out of money.
When Cigu knocked on the door with a wooden box in his hand, Shen Qingqing was already asleep on the bed. Meng Yuan made a silent gesture, pointed at the little girl sleeping soundly in the room, and said with a smile: "She is asleep.
Auntie, just leave the things to me."
Cigu raised her head and took a look, her face full of envy, "If Xudong had met a girl like Qingqing at the beginning, he would be married and have children by now."
As she said that, she looked at Meng Yuan happily, "Good boy, you have such a good sense. It's not easy for two people to come together. You have to cherish it."
Meng Yuan held the box and answered seriously: "I will."
After seeing Ci Gu off, when he turned around, he saw the little girl lying lazily on the bed looking at him, her eyes as bright as the stars.
Meng Yuan's heartbeat moved slightly, and he walked to the bed and leaned over to kiss the corner of her lips, "Are you so happy that you can't sleep when you hear other people praising you?"
Shen Qingqing glared at him, "How is it possible? If this is really the case, wouldn't I not have to sleep for the rest of my life?"
Meng Yuan was amused by her exaggerated tone, stuffed her exposed hands back under the quilt, and said warmly: "Go to sleep, it will be the next day if you don't sleep."
Shen Qingqing sat up like a carp, "I'm not going to sleep anymore. Bring over the box sent by Cigu, and I'll study it."
Meng Yuan looked at her energetic appearance, sighed helplessly, and had no choice but to move the things as she wanted.
The paper figurine is cut out of ordinary yellow paper, nothing special. The key thing is the eight wind chimes, which have similar functions to the soul-calling bells in her hand.
The difference is that her soul-calling bell attracts ghosts, while her wind chime attracts living souls.
"I'll find a way to change these wind chimes into soul-calling bells later. I'll leave one for Yun'er and sell the others. I think I can make a lot of money."
Shen Qingqing touched his shoulder, "Now that we have money and people, don't you plan to do something meaningful?"
Meng Yuan met her smiling eyes, "For example?"
"We are building a house. Don't you think our house is a little crowded?"
Shen Qingqing clasped her fingers and read enthusiastically: "There is also a well. We must dig one ourselves. Going to the village to fetch water every day is too tiring."
"I plan to build a courtyard with a few more rooms, at least one room for each child. There will be a big garden in the middle, half of which will be planted with flowers and half with vegetables. It is both practical and beautiful, the best of both worlds."
"At that time, Uncle Fang and Aunt He will also be brought to our home. The old couple are getting older and it is not safe to live alone at the foot of the mountain..."
Meng Yuan silently recorded her words, and finally put his arm around her shoulders and said warmly: "Leave it to me to build the house. I will ensure that you can live in your new home happily."
Shen Qingqing poked his smooth cheek and chuckled: "Speaking of which, are the fungi you planted in the cave almost grown? How are you going to sell them?"
"The mushrooms are delicate and cannot withstand long-distance transportation. Uncle Fang and I plan to turn them into mushroom oil and sell them as mushroom oil."
Shen Qingqing leaned against the bed pillar and sighed, "Yuan Xudong may not be busy these days. I have to keep an eye on him in the store, otherwise I can sell mushroom oil with you."
Meng Yuan chuckled, "Don't worry, Qingqing, you can be a husband alone."
"Harmful." Old Shen Qingqing sighed, "It's not that I don't trust you, I just want to join in the fun."
I'm tired of staying in noodle shops all day long.
*
Shen Qingqing's judgment was wrong.
After Yuan Xudong sobered up, not only did he not remain depressed, but he changed his usual playful attitude and turned into a workaholic. He snatched the ladder and hammer from the decoration worker and smashed them.
The decoration workers were quite happy at first. With more than one person working, they could save energy. What a beautiful thing.
But then they stopped laughing.
Yuan Xudong worked so hard that he was just like an old scalper, neither thirsty nor hungry. He came earlier than them and left later than them.
Is this okay?
The boss has done all the work they should do, so what do they do?
This is what Shen Qingqing saw when she entered the store: two decoration workers were holding Yuan Xudong, Yuan Xudong was holding a big hammer, and two workers were standing aside begging:
"Boss, please stop working and leave some work for us. We won't make any money if you do this!"
Yuan Xudong: "The wages will still be paid, you just let me go and let me continue to smash!"
Shen Qingqing waved his hands to everyone, "Let him smash it."
If you feel bad, you have to find a way to vent it out.
The worker had no choice but to let go of his hand and watch helplessly as he climbed up the ladder and smashed it again.
The leading worker sighed, "Brothers, let's work harder and find a new job when we're done."
Next time he must keep his eyes peeled and find a lazy employer.
For a pervert like Yuan Xudong, I would rather sit idle than do anything for him!
It's so rolly that it can roll someone to death! This chapter has been completed!