Traveling through the daily life of raising a family in ancient times

Chapter 15

"I'm also Song Yeqing, from Huaguo in 2022, from Southern Province." Then he said the location of one of his houses in Nanshi, the capital of the province, as his address, and then reported a series of ID numbers.

She said some basic information, but did not tell the other party what she did.Since you can't practice anymore, why talk about it?Remember the glory days?

And if ordinary people know her identity, most of them will be curious about everything about Xuanmen, and even get to the bottom of it.After all, that world is quite mysterious to most people.

She didn't want to complicate things, a quick fix would be better.Thinking in my mind, this is the legendary registered account.

Although her household registration is actually in the Song family's old house, the address she told the other party is indeed the place where she lives the most in Southern Province.

"It turns out that you also came from modern time travel! Coincidentally, I am also from Nanshi. My real name is He Yanxin. I was a student of Nanshi University before I transmigrated."

He Yanxin digested Song Yeqing's information, and also talked about his basic situation.

Of course, what he said was also the address where he lived alone.Who knows if they can go back to modern times, so he won't put his family in danger.

One of them lives in a quiet villa area on the edge of the city, and the other lives on a flat floor in the bustling city center.

No wonder the two are in the same city, but they have never met.

"It's a coincidence." Song Yeqing was silent, and decided not to tell him her guess about time travel.

He Yanxin let out a breath, and seemed to let go of his guard, and the smile returned to his face.Then he relaxed his body, but he didn't move forward.

"There is a new French restaurant opened last year near your house. The fish soup and tiramisu there are very good."

After saying this, He Yanxin looked at her with a smile, waiting for a response.

Song Yeqing: ...

Song Yeqing was embarrassed.

She didn't like western food, so she didn't pay attention to whether there was a new western restaurant nearby, let alone whether the food he said was good or not.She really doesn't know.

And the long time of living in that house is only relative to other places.She often goes out and runs around, and she only has time to go there for one or two months a year.

"I don't like western food, so I didn't pay attention to the restaurant you mentioned."

"Oh, it's okay, I don't like it either." He Yanxin changed his words casually, as if he didn't care about her answer, but there was no further text.

He really didn't like it. He had only been to that restaurant once, and it was ordered by a client who lived in that villa area.But as a sweet tooth lover, tiramisu is quite good.

The scene fell into a stalemate for a while, and each other seemed to be cheering up.

He Yanxin carried out the mentality that the enemy does not move and I do not move, and waited peacefully.This is his usual method when negotiating with his partners, and he is more patient than anyone else at this time.

Song Yeqing really didn't know what to say.

Do you want to show him your ID card?That can't be done, before you are sure whether the other party is trustworthy, you must not reveal that you have space.

But she is not in a hurry, isn't she just more patient?
It is common for people to lie dormant in the same place for several days in order to catch ghosts.

Not afraid.

Both of them are tolerant masters, so apart from the awkwardness of the atmosphere, they are both quite contented.

Song Yeqing's patience is good, but in this kind of situation similar to the negotiating table, after all, he can't compare with He Yanxin who is more comfortable.

Watching her eyes slowly move away, and moving her fingers from time to time.He Yanxin smiled secretly in his heart.

Tsk, what are you doing so deep at such a young age?He really thought he was a dangerous person.

Apart from being a little confused at the beginning, he gradually understood after thinking about it.

He didn't see the face of the person who saved him before he died, he only vaguely knew that it was a young girl.The ID number reported by the other party happened to prove this point.

19 years old, the same as Mrs. Song, only with a different birthday.Reminiscing that the birthdays of himself and the original owner seemed to be on the same day, he dispelled the guesses that popped up in his head.

Play too many games?What past life and present life.

But is a person who can desperately save him in a dangerous situation a bad person?
Of course, it is not ruled out that it is the other party's duty to save people. He Yanxin thought of the strange things in her hands.

His style is still low, thinking that he is on the fifth floor, but in fact he is on the tenth floor.

They all guessed that the secret agent was so outrageous, but he is... how should I put it.

Maoshan Taoist?This is outrageous.

He Yanxin has heard that some real estate companies will ask Feng Shui masters to look at them before starting construction, but he knows that Feng Shui has some scientific basis.

Parents are rabbits who are engaged in business, and they are definitely atheists.There have never been any supernatural events around him, so He Yanxin has never been in touch with Taoism.

When he met Song Yeqing, it was the first time he saw such an unscientific thing, but before he could shock the world view, he belched and crossed over.

Well, it's even more unscientific.

For everything he saw before he died, his cognition basically comes from novels, film and television dramas and various games.

It's not that He Yanxin still reads novels in a hurry, but reading fantasy novels is an essential skill for a game company owner, okay?

The company's upcoming game bought out the right to create a novel and adapted it based on this book.

Isn't Maoshan Taoist priest a modern comprehension?
Anyway, regarding his savior (although he was not saved, both of them were gone), his vigilance towards Song Yeqing dropped by half.

Not wanting to keep her waiting too long, he was ready to take the initiative to break the silence.

Believe me, I am also a good person!

Just haven't waited for him to speak.

With a "creak", the door of the main room was pushed open, and a round head stuck out.

"Mom, I need paper."

In the past few days, Song Yeqing used the toilet paper in the space for the two brothers, and they gradually got used to the snow-white paper towels which were softer than draft paper.

It's time to go to the toilet.

She stood up and said to He Yanxin, "Stay here, don't come out."

The well-organized language was interrupted, and He Yanxin touched his nose.so mysterious?
"it is good."

After solving the hygiene problems of the brothers, Song Yeqing took out the bagged trash can and threw away the paper, and took back the corner of the space that was isolated for storing trash.

The things inside are clearly separated, and there will be no garbage pollution to other things.

This kind of paper can be degraded naturally, in fact, it doesn't matter if it is not recycled.But until the circumstances are clear, she will leave nothing that does not belong to this era.

I secretly got some hand sanitizer, and went to the well to wash my hands with the two children with the water from washing the vegetables in the morning.

There are no slogans about washing hands frequently and hygiene here, and I don’t know that there are such small things as bacteria.

So usually when your hands are dirty, just wash them with water, and there will be no stains on the surface.Those who love cleanness may use saponins and soap.

She poured all the foamy water into the bucket to recover the space, and found time to clean it up with the sewage processor.

Looking up at the sky, I found that it was already Si time, that is, past nine o'clock.

After breakfast, for more than an hour, the two of them still haven't reached a conclusion.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

"Qing Niang, it's me." A low voice came from outside the door.

It turned out to be Aunt Ge. Although Song Yeqing was a little surprised why her voice was so quiet today, she still went to open the door.

"aunt."

"Hey, what about Yanxin?"

(End of this chapter)