Supermarket space: marrying a rough man through the ages

Chapter 82

Zhou Yi was her certified husband, it was nothing to push his hair.

But pushing other men's hair made her a little unacceptable.

Even if she came from modern times and was not so feudal and conservative, she couldn't accept things like this with ambiguous behavior.

"I'll push you in a while." Zhou Yi gritted his teeth.

He didn't want other men to have feelings for Song Xi, not even his own brother.

Song Xi pushed Zhou Yi's hair, and wiped the short hair on his head with a sponge. Only then did he untangle the haircut and shake off the hair on it.

Zhou Yi glanced at Qingshui in the wooden basin, and reached out to touch the top of his head with satisfaction.

The little daughter-in-law's craftsmanship is really good, which makes him a lot more energetic.

Zhou Yi took the haircut cloth from Song Xi's hands and helped the three of them push their hair in person.

All of them were pushed into small flat heads, and Sheng Jiahe said with emotion, "You guys are good at pushing hair, where did they come from?"

Song Xi was afraid that Zhou Yi was wrong, so he quickly said, "I borrowed it from my classmates, and I have to send it back to others another day."

Although she didn't know if they wanted to borrow it to shave her family's hair, she still wanted to dissuade them from the source.

If this thing is lent out, I don't know how big a problem it will cause.

It seems that the next time I go to Wen Qiang, I will get him some goods.

As long as there is this thing on the market, then it will be easier to explain.

Zhou Ping and the three of them came to Zhou Yi's house this evening to share the money for the past few days.

Recently, there have been fewer frogs and snakes than before, and the income has naturally shrunk.

However, one person still received 120 and five yuan.

It was worth the wages of the city workers for several months, and several of them were quite content.

After dividing the money, Song Xi closed the ledger and said seriously, "We will start a new project after the busy farming season is over."

Sheng Jiahe rubbed his hands together, looking eager to try, "What project?"

"You'll know when the time comes." Song Xi smiled mysteriously.

In order to let them deal with the next farming work seriously and responsibly, she decided to keep it a secret for the time being.

Otherwise, they will definitely not be able to sit still and work.

"Zhou Yi, have you chosen your homestead?" Zhou Ping reached out and patted Zhou Yi's arm, and asked curiously.

"What, have you all picked it up?" Zhou Yi raised his brows.

"You can't do it if you don't pick it. It's just because someone came from the provincial capital. Now every family in the village is splitting up and picking a homestead. Everyone is making mud bricks with great interest, but I don't want mud brick houses. I want to. The big brick houses in the city, why don't we go to fix the bricks together?"

Don't look at Zhou Ping's helplessness, but there is a hint of schadenfreude in his tone!

A large family lived together, and the house was noisy all day long, and he didn't want to stay at home.

It would be nice to have an independent home.

Therefore, he especially envied Zhou Yi, who not only had an independent residence, but also had a daughter-in-law like Song Xi.

Two people live quietly, no one is disturbed, no one is noisy, this is the married life he yearns for!

Song Xi drank tea quietly next to them, heard them talk about the separation of the family and the house, and asked curiously, "Are the three of your families also separated? Then, is the money you earn divided among your parents or your parents? in hand?"

If they had handed over the money they earned to their parents for safekeeping, it is very likely that the family will be divided into several shares this time.

However, there are also some parents who are separated and will not give all the money to their children.

Instead, only a small part was taken out, and the rest were kept privately.

Zhou Ping waved his hand, "I'm not a fool. How can I turn in all the money I earn? I hand over a dollar every time I split the money, and keep the rest for myself."

Sheng Jiahe nodded in agreement, "I am the same way. Fortunately, the three of us discussed it before, and we all paid a dollar to the family. Otherwise, this time we split up, but we won't get a penny."

Hearing this, Mo Jiaxiang spread his hands helplessly, "I split up this time, and I didn't get anything, and they urged me to move out quickly, just to get a few more clothes at the end of the year, even if I could get it. When it comes to the clothes, I will also pick them up myself, and I will never let them pick them up for me."

Song Xi was a little surprised, but did not expect that the three of them were not favored at home.

That's right, everyone has a lot of children these days, and their fingers are long and short!

Parents are naturally biased.

"In the situation of your family, you are not afraid that you have built a brick house. They wonder how your money came from? Aren't you afraid that they will rob your house?"

Song Xichao glanced at Zhou Yi and didn't really want to build a house with these people.

If the house is really built together, the three of them will definitely be noisy to death in the future.

She just wants to live a quiet life in a low-key manner.

Zhou Yi reached out and held Song Xi's hand, and told her with his eyes, don't worry.

Because he hasn't picked a homestead yet!

When the three of them have chosen the homestead, he will just pick a piece away from them.

When Zhou Ping and the three of them listened to Song Xi's words, their faces suddenly collapsed.

Song Xi was right, how can a blue brick house cost hundreds of dollars.

If they are really built, the family will definitely feel that they have hidden money, and they will definitely make trouble.

They get up early every day to make money, and their work points have not fallen.

After each account is divided, it is handed over to the family for a dollar. They have done well enough. Why can't they plan for themselves?

"Hey, they can really do something like that."

Zhou Ping felt chilled when he thought of his parents' partiality and the unfair treatment he had received since he was a child.

He sighed heavily and said, "It seems that we can only follow the trend and build a mud brick house with everyone. As for the brick house, we will talk about it later!"

"Brother Yi, let's follow the trend and build a mud brick house! Or just renovate this place and replace the windows with glass ones. It's not necessary to re-select the land to build the house."

"But……"

Zhou Yi looked at Song Xi with a hint of distress in his eyes.

He had promised before that he would let his daughter-in-law live in a new house by the end of the year.

"Building brick and tile houses in the mountains will attract people's admiration and envy, and then there will be more trouble. It is very unfavorable for our money-making projects, so it is better to keep a low profile and keep a low profile."

Song Xi smiled at Zhou Yiyang.

She felt that her neighbors, Zhou Xiaoshu and Aunt Li, were very good and suitable for long-term contacts.

What if you move to another place and meet the best neighbors?
So it's really nice to live here.

No matter in which era, there are people who are jealous that others are better off than their own.

If they really built such a 'luxury' house, wouldn't there be no silver 300 taels here?

"Song Xi is right, we also build mud brick houses."

Mo Jiaxiang was instantly awakened by Song Xi's words, and his unhappy emotions were also swept away.

In the mountains, you can live the same life as everyone else to be safe.

If a big house is really built, let alone outsiders, even their own people will make a fuss.

(End of this chapter)