Wall-mounted Fence (1st update)

Author: Dong Muhe

Wall-mounted Fence (1st update)

The system really didn't have such a small thought before, but now it was shamefully provoked by Song Hongguo's conspiracy theory. It tentatively discussed with her, "Befriending Qiao Yonghui is a piece of cake for you. Although

It’s true that it doesn’t bring much glory at the moment, but it will definitely be a powerful help in the future.”

Song Hongguo said mockingly, "You also want to take a long-term view and catch big fish? You are so snobbish and calculating. Do all your colleagues know about it?"

The system suppressed his guilty conscience and said confidently, "The friendship that we met at a young age is the most enduring and the most sincere and touching. Besides, you are not hypocritical. You can also help him. It's not like getting something for nothing. Why are you so snobbish?"

?Maybe he is still hoping that you will scheme against him so that he can live a more relaxed life these years."

Song Hongguo couldn't help but sneer, "Are you asking me to stand in two different situations? Have you forgotten that your most handsome guy is still waiting for you, the matchmaker, to match him?"

"...Anyway, you don't want to chase her now." The system muttered in a low voice, "Besides, I didn't let you and Qiao Yonghui have sex with each other. It's friendship, pure friendship."

"Pure friendship between men and women? Do you believe this?" Song Hongguo complained speechlessly, "Do your colleagues put too much pressure on you? Otherwise, why are your three views so distorted and crazy?"

"..."

When she got home, Song Hongguo put all these things behind her. In the face of the great undertaking of decoration, what does a man mean? She clicked on the photo and started by mixing cement. She had never done this in her previous life, and thought she only needed to mix sand and cement in a certain ratio.

, just mix it with water, but when she started working on it, she realized that it was a strenuous task, and it was not simple at all. It didn't work either if it was too thick or too thin. It took her more than half an hour to figure it out.

While she was working with the cement, the two little guys helped her choose suitable stones, placing beautiful and smooth pebbles and small slates of various natural colors separately for her convenience.

Song Hongguo took into account the cement's solidification time and tidied up the master bedroom wall first. She found two flat wooden boards and simply made a scraper. After wetting the earthen wall, she began to apply cement on it bit by bit, and then

Match the colors and patterns, and carefully lay slates or pebbles on top. The slates are of different colors, uneven in size, and the surface is uneven.

When you look at it alone, it is unremarkable, but when it slowly unfolds on the wall, those natural textures and colors become an unreplicable painting. It is beautiful and rough and natural, but also has a natural elegance without carvings.

Song Hongguo was very satisfied. She felt that the taste and value of the entire house had been instantly improved. It was almost like developing into an art space. It was worth her effort.

Next, she became more and more energetic.

Ling Zhi also changed from passive cooperation to active help, helping to carry cement and slates one after another, as busy as a little bee. Ling Yuan was enthusiastically making suggestions on the side, and later, he directly started to adjust each piece.

location of stone

, I have to say that he also has some talent in this area. He has never learned to draw, but the things he spells out still have a sense of beauty. He seems to be born with an aesthetic eye for colors, and the patterns he creates with his hands are

It's actually harmonious and advanced.

Song Hongguo's eyes lit up, "From now on, mommy will teach you how to draw, okay?"

Ling Yuan nodded excitedly, "Okay, okay..."

Song Hongguo kept in mind the principle that a bowl of water should be balanced, and asked Ling Zhi, "What do you like? I can also teach you."

Ling Zhi thought for a while and said seriously, "Go to school and study."

"...Going to school is definitely a must, and studying is of course a good thing. What I'm talking about is besides that? Do you have any other hobbies?" Song Hongguo inspired, "For example, playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting?"

Ling Zhi shook his head, "Does farming count?"

Song Hongguo was silent for a moment, "You'd better choose one from the chess, calligraphy and painting."

Ling Zhi looked at her with difficulty, "What's the use of learning that?"

Song Hongguo suddenly remembered Ling Feng's profession, a university professor, or teaching physics. Okay, it's understandable that the children brought up by men from science and engineering would be less romantic. She persuaded her with sincerity, "As for people, they really need to live.

You have to be down-to-earth and face the reality of life. You have to work hard even if you don’t like going to work, because you have to make money to support your family. That is a responsibility, an obligation, and the most important thing in life.

Basic needs, but..." She paused and continued to be seductive, "In addition to those, we also need to cultivate some interests and hobbies. For ourselves, they are not only the icing on the cake, but most importantly, those who do not seem to be

Practical things can make our lives richer and more interesting. Instead of just making a living, we can also enjoy life happily. Do you understand?"

Ling Zhi seemed to understand but he remembered what his father once said and blurted out, "One is pragmatism and the other is romanticism."

"...It's somewhat interesting. In fact, I just hope that you can make a living and understand life in the future, have a good-looking body, and an interesting soul. In addition to three meals a day, you can also play music, chess, calligraphy and painting,

In addition to the humiliation in front of me, there are also poems and the distance..." Song Hongguo couldn't help but laugh as she spoke.

Lexus, "..."

Ling Zhi was silent for a while and then said, "Then I can practice calligraphy and play chess."

Song Hongguo finally persuaded her eldest son and nodded, "Then I will teach you when I am done with this period of time."

"Um."

"good……"

The system couldn't help but jump out and said sourly, "You really care about them. If you were half as good to me as you were to them, I would be satisfied."

Song Hongguo asked, "How about you treat me half as well as they treat me?"

The system was not convinced, "What have I done wrong to you? You have food and clothing..."

"I paid." Song Hongguo interrupted unceremoniously, "Those things were not given to me for free. To put it bluntly, we are a seller and a buyer. I have never heard that the buyer spent money to buy things.

I have to be grateful to the seller.”

The system seemed to have been slapped in the face, and Qiqi Aiai said, "...You don't have to say it so harshly, right?"

Song Hongguo secretly thought that if she didn't show her attitude, she wouldn't be able to recognize her position, and if she wanted to think of herself as her savior, and if she wanted to train her to be a puppet on strings, it would be impossible for her in the next life.

The mother and son worked together and worked non-stop until noon, before they were able to finish the master bedroom. The wall was one meter high and surrounded the house. The side of the earthen bed that was not against the wall was also decorated with beautiful

Song Hongguo selected suitable pebbles for the stone slabs, Kang surrounds, and windows, fixed them with cement, and pieced together a beautiful pattern, which can prevent dirt and dust, and is elegant and beautiful.

Song Hongguo turned the stove on hotter. The higher the temperature, the faster the cement will solidify.
Chapter completed!