Supermarket Space: Traveling Through the Ages and Marrying a Rough Guy

Chapter 82 Go with the flow

Zhou Yi is her certified husband, so it's okay to push his hair.

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

Even if she is from modern times and is not so feudal and conservative, she cannot accept such ambiguous behavior.

"I'll push it for you later." Zhou Yi gritted his teeth.

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

Song Xi pushed Zhou Yi's hair, and wiped his short hair with a sponge, then untied the haircut cloth and shook off the hair on it.

Zhou Yi glanced at the clear water in the wooden basin, then stretched out his hand to touch the top of his head in satisfaction.

The little daughter-in-law's craftsmanship is really good, which made him feel much more energetic.

Zhou Yi took the haircut apron from Song Xi's hand, and personally helped the three of them push their hair.

All of them were pushed into flat hair, Sheng Jiahe said with emotion, "Your hair pushing things are pretty good, where did they come from?"

Song Xi was afraid that Zhou Yi would make a mistake, so he hurriedly said, "I borrowed it from my classmate, and I have to send it back another day."

Although she didn't know if they wanted to borrow it back to shave their family's hair, she still wanted to dispel their thoughts from the source.

If this thing is borrowed, I don’t know how big a problem it will cause.

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

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

Zhou Ping and the others came to Zhou Yi's house tonight to share the money for the past few days.

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

But one person still got one hundred and twenty-five yuan.

It is worth several months' wages of the workers in the city, and they are quite content.

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

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

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

In order for them to take the next busy farming seriously and responsibly, she decided to keep it a secret for the time being.

Otherwise, they will definitely not be able to calm down and work.

"Zhou Yi, have you selected your homestead yet?" Zhou Ping reached out and patted Zhou Yi's arm, asking curiously.

"Why, have you all chosen?" Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows.

"I can't choose, just because someone came from the provincial capital. Now every household in the village is splitting up and choosing homesteads. Everyone is making mud bricks with great interest. But I don't want mud brick houses, I want How about a few of us go to order bricks and tiles for the big brick houses in the city?"

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

A large family lives together, and the house is noisy all day long, so he doesn't want to stay at home.

It would be great if I could have an independent residence.

So he is particularly envious of Zhou Yi, who not only has an independent residence, but also has a daughter-in-law like Song Xi.

The two of them live in peace, no one disturbs, no one makes noise, this is the married life he longs for!

Song Xi was drinking tea quietly next to him, and when he heard them talk about the separation of families and houses, he asked curiously, "Are the three of you also separating families? Then, is the money you earn divided or is it your parents' money?" hand?"

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

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

Instead, he only took out a small part, and kept the rest privately.

Zhou Ping waved his hand, "I'm not a fool, how could I hand in all the money I earned? I handed in one yuan every time I split the money, and kept 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 one yuan to the family. Otherwise, we will not get a penny this time."

Mo Jiaxiang spread his hands helplessly when he heard the words, "I didn't get anything when I split up this time, and they urged me to move out quickly, just to get a few more clothes at the end of the year. I will go get the clothes myself, and I will never let them get them for me."

Song Xi was a little surprised, he didn't expect the three of them to be unfavored at home.

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

Parents naturally have partiality.

"In your family's situation, you are not afraid to build a brick and tile house. They suspect how your money came from? Aren't you afraid that they will rob your house?"

Song Xi 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 quarreled to death in the future.

She just wants to live a low-key and clean life.

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

Because he hasn't picked a homestead yet!

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

Zhou Ping and the others immediately lost face after hearing Song Xi's words.

Song Xi is right, the green brick and tile house costs hundreds of dollars no matter what.

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

They get up early and work late every day to make money, and their work points are not lost.

They hand over one yuan to the family after each account is divided. They have done a good enough job, so why can't they plan for themselves?

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

Thinking of his parents' eccentricity and the unfair treatment he had received since he was a child, Zhou Ping felt chilled.

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-and-tile house, let's talk about it later!"

"Brother Yi, let's follow the trend and build a mud-brick house! Or 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 promised before that he would let his wife live in a new house at the end of the year.

"If you build a brick and tile house in the mountains, it will be too jealous and envious. Then there will be more troubles. It will be 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 thinks that the neighbors Zhou Xiaoshu and Aunt Li are very nice and suitable for long-term contacts.

What if you move to another place and meet a neighbor with a good quality?

So living here is really good.

No matter what era you are in, there are people who are jealous and can't see others living better than themselves.

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

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

Mo Jiaxiang was instantly awakened by Song Xi's words, and his unhappiness was swept away.

In the mountains, only by living the same life as everyone else can we be safe.

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