"Ah?" Ning Yue quickly changed her expression, widened her eyes, and was about to cry: "Is anyone really seeing it?"

"I'm teasing you. It was so dark at that time, and Xiaozhi, who was asleep, helped me stop me. No one would see me."

"Haha, as long as no one sees it!" Ning Yue approached his ear: "Your ass, thighs, I can only see it alone, hehe!"

Then trot to the well: "Can the water be drunk?"

"Yes." Song Chengyi answered, walking to the well, pierced the wooden barrel on the hanging rope into the well, and lifted a bucket of water: "Let's go, let's go to the kitchen to make a fire, and have lunch at Uncle Changgeng's house at noon, so the water still has to be burned by yourself."

Ning Yue followed into the kitchen. The pots and pans were all new, and there were piles of firewood bundled into small handfuls of handfuls of firewood in the corner of the wall: "Didn't these happen when you lived here before?"

Song Chengyi began to make a fire: "My uncle comes back to live for two days every month. If the house doesn't live for a long time, it will collapse. When my father came back last year, he came here specially and asked his uncle to help renovate and reinforce them. These daily necessities were sent by me before, and asked Brother Jinze to help buy them."

"So, you have planned to take me back to live."

"We just came back from the exercise. My dad asked me and I was going to take you back. He said that the ancestral home here had been renovated and asked us to come back and stay for a while. My dad also said that when I retire in the future, I would come back and live with my mom for a while every year."

"Dad also came back last time, so I feel so homesick, right?"

Song Chengyi nodded: "When people get old, they will inevitably have the idea of ​​falling leaves returning to their roots. In fact, it is not easy for my father to do this in his life. When he was young, he was gunfire and then worried about our brothers. When he retired, he should live a leisurely and contented life with his mother."

Ning Yue leaned against the door frame of the kitchen and looked outside: "This is indeed a good place. When we get old, we will come back here to retire."

"Okay! This place was chosen by my grandfather. When my father told me that when he took his brothers from the village down the mountain and joined the army, he said that he had lived in the mountains for decades and had to build a decent house. Then, he chose this place. The soil slope behind it was piled up to dig the land at that time."

"In other words, this place was originally a small hill, but it was moved away by our grandfather?"

Song Chengyi continued to add firewood to the stove and nodded: "It should be, because a Feng Shui master calculated that this was a Feng Shui treasure land that could benefit his descendants."

"Haha, then this Feng Shui master is really amazing. As expected, he got it right. You Song family are all promising."

Song Chengyi glanced at her: "Our Song family? You are not from the Song family?"

"Yes, yes, hehe, so do I."

"I had prepared two rooms, but at the beginning I didn't hear Qi Ming say he was going to the Air Force."

"I hope my brother can come back soon. Such a good place must be pulled over to stay for two days."

After the water boiled, Song Chengyi took Ning Yue around and prepared to go to Uncle Changgeng's house for lunch.

Uncle Changgeng's wife called Aunt Hua, and she was very hospitable: "Boy Yi, Auntie doesn't know you're coming, so there is no good food at home, so she'll eat it at noon. I'll kill the chicken to entertain you in the evening."

"Aunt Hua, no need, this kind of dish is very good. We can eat it at our own house in the evening." Song Chengyi said.
Chapter completed!