Song Juan carefully put the persimmons she picked up at noon into the basket, layering them one on top of the other, and using grass as a bedding in the middle to prevent them from being crushed.

After packing up all the harvest, Song Juan slowly picked up her backpack and walked towards the village.

As for Xie Wenyi throwing the dead duck back into the reservoir, Song Juan had no intention of reporting it.

After all, she has no hatred against Xie Wenyi.

Speaking of which, Xie Wenyi still had life-saving grace for her.

As for the grudge between the predecessor and Xie Wenyi in the plot, that is the predecessor's matter, what does it have to do with her, Song Juan?

When she got home, Song Juan quickly took out all the persimmons, and she placed some of the ones that were not very ripe on the windowsill to dry in the sun.

This season, there are still at least two months before the persimmons are ripe.

In addition to their own problems, these precocious ones mainly suffer from too much sunlight exposure.

At least, that's what Song Juan thinks.

After putting all the persimmons away, Song Juan felt the malice coming from the hot summer.

The sweat on my body stuck to my clothes, and I was very uncomfortable.

However, without a bathroom, Song Juan had no place to wash herself quickly.

On weekdays, I always wait until dark before taking a shower in the kitchen under the care of my mother, Li Guilan.

"Maybe we should build a bathroom!"

Song Juan looked at the layout of her house and wondered where to build a simple bathroom.

The yard of Lao Song's family is quite large, with a toilet on the southwest side and a utility room on the southeast corner, which is mainly used to store firewood and other things.

Although people in the village pile haystacks in the open space next to the house, if there is rainy weather, the family must prepare some emergency firewood.

Song Juan looked at it for a while and felt that the bathroom could only be built on the east wall.

After all, the kitchen is closest to here.

When the time comes, build a simple stove in the bathroom to heat hot water, and place a water tank next to it to hold cold water.

If we get a big bathtub, we might even be able to take a bath.

The bathtub is not a difficult problem, after all, the craftsmen at this time are really capable.

Just hire any cooper and you can make a bathtub that meets the requirements. There is no need to worry about leaks or anything like that.

Craftsmen rely on their craftsmanship to make a living.

And their customers are all ordinary people. If there is a quality problem with the product, the warranty is basic, and there is no need to argue with even making a new one.

After all, if your reputation is ruined, you will no longer have business.

Song Juan found paper and pen and quickly drew the design of the bathroom.

She was not a professional, so the design drawings she drew were naturally not beautiful at all. However, she clearly made this point everywhere, and she still did it.

"Hehe, I am indeed a genius!"

Looking at her final bathroom design drawing, Song Juan was very satisfied.

She was not worried at all that her design would be in vain, because her parents would definitely agree to her request.

This is the benefit of being pampered!

About an hour later, Song Juan finally heard the voices of children outside.

When she went out, she was also happy.

Two identical little boys were staggering towards each other, being held by their old father.

"aunt!"

"Cry!"

The two little brothers are only over two years old. They can recognize people and speak, but the pronunciation of some words is very unclear.

For example, Song Mingwen can clearly call "aunt", while Song Mingwu can only call "cry". But this does not mean that Song Mingwen's brother is better than his younger brother Song Mingwu, because Song Mingwu can call "brother" accurately, while Song Mingwu can call "brother" accurately.

Song Mingwen could only shout "Guo Guo."

These two brothers accurately performed what is meant by "older brother, don't laugh at younger brother."

"Xiao Mingwen is so good!"

Naturally, Song Juan particularly likes her little nephew who can accurately call him "aunt".

But she only focused on teasing Song Mingwen, and Song Mingwu next to her was not happy.

"Cry, cry..."

Well, this little nephew who can't call "aunt" can't be neglected, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't have to cry every day.

"Let's go, Auntie will take you to eat something good!"

Persimmons are really a good thing for these two little guys.

Children have strong anger and will easily get angry and then catch a cold, mostly due to wind-heat and cold.

Therefore, you have to eat this heat-clearing thing often, but you have to pay attention to the amount.

Two little guys, each with a soft persimmon.

"persimmon!"

"Good seven!"

"Thanks for crying!"

"Thank you, aunt!"

The two little guys got delicious food and were very happy.

At this moment, Song Guoqing also came back with Li Guilan.

Originally, Song Guoqing was riding a bicycle and carrying Li Guilan, which was faster. However, the two of them went to the vegetable field halfway and picked a lot of vegetables and came back, which delayed a bit of time.

Song Guoqing and Li Guilan went to pick up their two little grandsons. Their grandmother simply collected a lot of clothes and shoes from the two little guys.

The vegetables picked by Li Guilan were packaged in the clothes of the two brothers.

"Fourth brother, take these back to Mingsong and let them eat!"

When Song Guoqing was about to go home, Song Juan picked out ten of the persimmons she had picked up and asked Song Guoqing to take them home.

"Little sister, if you like to eat, just keep it for yourself!"

"If Mingsong and the others want to eat, let them go up the mountain to pick it up themselves!"

Song Guoqing didn't want to take him.

Just because he guessed that his little sister went up the mountain to pick it up.

It's rare for a girl like him to do it herself. This is so rare!

"If you are asked to take it, you will take it!"

"I gave this to Mingsong and sister-in-law, you are just a delivery person!"

Song Juan put the basket into the hands of her fourth brother, "By the way, tell your sister-in-law, it means that Wen Wenwu is here, and let Ming Gang come and play when he has nothing to do!"

Song Minggang is less than a year older than the Song Mingwen brothers. When they play together, they still have a common language. Well, they speak Martian language most of the time.

The little baby doesn't have much vocabulary, so when it gets anxious, all it comes out of its mouth is shouting out of tune, but the two sides can still go back and forth, talking happily.

As for Song Mingbo, the second eldest son of Song Guoqing's family, he is already six years old. Although he has not yet gone to school, he likes to run around and play with the older children in the village. It is really difficult for him to play with a two or three-year-old kid.

Already.

"I know, I know!"

Song Guoqing couldn't help but rolled his eyes after listening to Song Juan's words, "Little sister, why are you becoming more and more verbose? Just like our mother!"

"Mom, fourth brother said you are long-winded!"

Song Juan decisively snitched.

When Song Guoqing heard his little sister's complaint, he turned around and ran away like a frightened little beast.

Song Juan couldn't help but giggle when she saw her fourth brother running away.

Having such a family makes life so much better.

Now that we have two little kids at home, there is not much noise, but a lot more anger. The main reason is that the two little guys are like two pistachios.

Although there are many problems, it is also really funny.

Because of the arrival of Song Mingwen and Song Mingwu, Li Guilan no longer works in the fields every day. How can earning work points compare with taking care of her grandson?

And Song Juan's bathroom plan is naturally on the agenda.

Song Laifu immediately found the village and discussed buying bricks, stones, tiles and wood.

These things all require the village to come forward.

Fortunately, the old Song family has a good reputation in the village. The key is that all four sons are considered promising.

As the old saying goes, in the first thirty years, you should respect your father and your son, and in the next thirty years, you should respect your son and your father.
Chapter completed!