"I dug a pond in my backyard in my home. I want to buy a rockery and put it in the back. I pass by here and come to see you." Song Wen said to Xiaojun. This time he was very clever and didn't say that I would come to see you by the way. Or, Song Hu said that your store is here, and said that he wanted to come and see you.

"oh..."

Xiaojun responded, and joy surged in her heart. It turned out that the person in front of her still cared about her.

Knowing that Song Wen and the others were going to buy things, they packed up and took them to a place next to the flower and bird market that specializes in selling stones. She would often come over to pick some strange-shaped stones and go back to make bonsai, so she is very familiar with the boss here and is not afraid of buying fakes.

Nowadays, people have improved their living standards and have a few spare money in their pockets. They like to buy some stones and put them in their homes to decorate their homes, making their homes look more elegant.

Because there are many people buying, some people with ulterior motives have an opportunity to take advantage of.

Through various means such as drilling, scattering, and polishing, they shaped the originally ordinary stones into unique shapes that resemble humans or objects. Some even poured chemical raw materials on the stones to make the stones look more ancient and brighter in color. People who don’t know can easily be deceived.

Shiquzhai is where Huang Xiaojun brought Song Wen and Song Hu over.

Shiquzhai is very big and surrounded by iron railings.

As soon as he entered the door, Song Wen saw a tall stone with the three big words "Shiquzhai". A yellow bougainvillea planted beside the stone. Perhaps it had been planted for a long time, and the stems of the bougainvillea were thick and wrapped around the stone, which looked very interesting.

Behind the boulder is a red tile house with saddle-type bi-eared architectural style in southern Fujian. Surrounded by some strange stones.

There was a dog outside the door and saw a person coming in and started to scream.

The boss of Shiquzhai heard the sound and hurried out. The boss was an old man in his fifties. When he saw that it was Xiaojun, he smiled and said, "It's Xiaojun! Come and sit inside."

"No. Uncle Lin, my friend wants to buy a rockery and go back, so I'll take him over to have a look." Huang Xiaojun said to the old man.

"Look at it casually. Do you want to have a tea first?"

"No."

Huang Xiaojun shook her head and took Song Wen to the side. She often came here and was very familiar with her.

The two left like this and didn't say hello to Song Hu. Song Hu was stunned. What's going on? He became redundant?

When the boss next to him saw that Song Hu was still here, he warmly greeted him to run tea inside. Song Hu walked in with him. What else could he do if he didn't make tea? Could it be that he was still working as a light bulb with him? He was not that stupid.

So, the two made tea and chatted in the house. The old man had rich experience and broad knowledge, and liked to chat with others. Song Hu liked to blow water with others, and some strange and strange things in the countryside came, but the two of them had a similar smell and had a lot of fun chatting.

The ancients believed that stones were the cultivation of the most essence of heaven and earth. The essence of heaven and earth was in harmony with the earth energy of various places, so strange stones were derived from various places. Later, these stones were discovered and taken home to enjoy. Gradually, there was a saying of ornamental stones.

Nowadays, the most common and most popular ornamental stones in China are four famous stones: Taihu stone, Ying stone, Lingbi stone, Kunshan stone, Gobi stone, Yangchun malachite, Chaozhou wax stone, Guangxi large fossil, etc.

There are actually some strange-shaped stones in the rivers and streams in Nanzhou, but the texture is rough and lacks the value of appreciation, so no one wants them.

There are various stones in Shiquzhai. Some are like beasts walking, some are like people running, some are like flowers blooming, some are different in shapes. Some are full of holes, like thousands of rocks and valleys, with winding peaks and mountains. Some are also high and straight, like peaks, and are full of interest.

For a moment, Song Wen was dazzled and didn't know what kind of stone he should want.

"How is it? Which one do you like?" Huang Xiaojun asked after seeing him for a while without saying a word.

"How could I know, there are stones everywhere, I don't know which one to choose?"

Song Wen smiled bitterly, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said to Xiaojun: "Or why would you choose one for me?"

"I don't know what you like." Xiaojun glanced at him and said.

"I like everything you choose."

"Hmph, my mouth sounds nice."

Although Xiaojun said that, his eyes still looked at the stones around him, intending to pick a good-looking one for his sweetheart.

Looking and looking, Song Wen suddenly found that two stones not far away looked interesting, so he pointed to Xiaojun and said, "Look, do those two stones look like they are kissing each other?"

Xiaojun looked at him, gave him a blank look, and said angrily: "It's not like. I have dirty thoughts. No wonder the baby calls you uncle?"

"Is that because she is jealous? Besides, where is I dirty?" Song Wen shouted injustice.

"Everything is dirty." Xiaojun pouted and pointed his chest word by word.

Seeing her pretty appearance, Song Wen was a little distracted by her and said, "Then I will show you the dirty things." After that, he hugged Xiaojun and kissed him freely.

"Um..."

Xiaojun wanted to push her away, but was hugged by him, so he had to accept it.

After a long time, the lips parted.

Xiaojun's face was covered with a layer of blush. When he looked up, he saw Song Wen smiling at him. He couldn't help but pat him with shame and said, "It's so dirty."

After hearing this, Song Wen wanted to kiss her again.

Xiaojun quickly pressed his hands against his chest and refused to let him kiss. This was in a garden where people sell stones. What if someone saw him? Seeing that he was trying to kiss him forcibly, she quickly said, "Where are you watching?"

“Where is someone?”

After hearing this, Song Wen stopped and looked around, he found that there was actually someone. On the side of the iron railing not far away, two children who were going home from school were staring at them with their eyes staring straight, as if curious about what the uncle and aunt were doing and how they bit each other, and wanted to study it carefully.

Xiaojun was immediately embarrassed when he saw it, and pushed Song Wen away and was about to run away.

Song Wen quickly pulled her, "Don't leave, how about that stone?"

"It's as dirty as you." Xiaojun said angrily.

If you don't object, you agree.

"Then I'll buy it?" Song Wen asked tentatively again.

"If you want to buy it, buy it, what does it have to do with me?" Xiaojun said angrily, trying to shake off his tight hand, but he couldn't.

"Why is it not your business, this will be ours in the future."

"What's ours, I haven't said I want to marry you yet."

Xiaojun bit her lips and said, her warm lips looked so tempting.

"But I already treat you as my wife." Song Wen carried her to him and said softly.

"I'm not ashamed." Xiaojun said, shook his head aside, not knowing what he remembered, his face was flushed and very cute.

Looking at the cute and charming Xiaojun, Song Wen couldn't help but kiss him again.

The world suddenly became surprisingly quiet.

A bright red rose blooms on the warm lips, the fragrance of the bone melts and tenderness, accompanied by the rosy scent of the face, and the sweet heart is intoxicated without sugar.

Your eyes are buried with charm, love is like fire, burning a wind flower to embroider.

The hearts that love each other will meet each other, embrace each other, and kiss you with auspicious auspiciousness of happiness.

This kiss is fascinated, this kiss is strong and lingering.

The smile is fragrant and fragrant, and it is unforgettable to be with you for the rest of your life.

Xiaojun was instantly lost in Song Wen's masculine aura, and was inspired by him, and responded enthusiastically. (Welcome to your support, which is my greatest motivation.)
Chapter completed!