Little Sweet Wife in the Eighty-Old Courtyard

Ji Yingying looked at Ah Sheng curiously, but she pushed him over: "Why did you call my grandpa stinky? You are the stinky one, and your whole family stinks!"

Little Asheng was unprepared and was pushed to the ground.

A bit unresponsive.

When he realized what he was doing, his little face turned red, he was embarrassed and annoyed, and he burst into tears.

The Song family: ...

Mrs. Song picked up her grandson and scolded her with a smile: "You are a piece of shit, how dare you cry after being pushed down by a little girl?"

Little Asheng: I’m not prepared.

Mr. Ji was wearing a neat Chinese tunic suit today and his waist was straight. He looked like a person of status.

Not to mention, there was a middle-aged man carrying something behind him.

The middle-aged man is obviously very stylish, but he seems like the old man's little follower.

Song Yunuan hurriedly introduced him.

That is Director Zhuang of the County People's Hospital, and this is Mr. Ji.

As for the little girl, she has already introduced herself to Asheng.

He also wiped Ah Sheng's tears: "Little brother, don't cry. I didn't even try hard. It's you who can't stand. Don't blame me. By the way, my name is Ji Yingying. You can call me Sister Yingying."

Little Asheng hid for a moment and asked, "How old are you?"

"How old are you?" Ji Yingying asked.

Little Asheng said without blinking: "I am ten years old."

Song Yunuan's eyes widened: "A Sheng!"

Song Mingsheng immediately said: "I haven't finished talking yet, ten years old minus five years old."

Over there, Old Songtou had already warmly welcomed him into the courtyard.

Old Suntou thought it was amazing. Erdaohe Village seemed to have been connected to the Ren and Du channels in the past few days. Good guy, you can see jeeps every day, and you can also see city people who are different from the people in the village.

Moreover, when did the old Song family know the director of the county hospital?
This is too scary.

Unable to bear it anymore, Lao Suntou followed a few steps behind and asked: "Who... is this from your family?"

Mrs. Song glanced at Xiao Nuan and bravely said, "This is my relative."

Dean Zhuang paused and frowned. When he saw the silent master, his expression changed and he immediately laughed: "Yes, we are relatives, and we will be in constant contact in the future."

Mrs. Song suddenly became energetic.

Lao Suntou's eyes were full of envy.

I really want to follow up and get close, but I still feel embarrassed.

A jeep parked in front of Song's house. Many people saw it and asked about it. Old Suntou showed off proudly: "I know what's going on. Come and ask me!"

In the room, Song Yunuan poured two cups of honeysuckle tea.

She prepared this for her sister-in-law.

The honeysuckle was picked by Lao Songtou. He was originally going to send it to the county's traditional Chinese medicine store. Later, they didn't want it anymore, so they put it in the warehouse.

When everyone entered the room, there was a moment of silence and awkwardness in the room.

Mainly, I don’t know where to start.

Song Yunuan didn't seem to notice, with a smile on her face and a sweet and gentle voice: "Mr. Ji, you got what you wanted."

At this time, Ah Sheng had already given Yingying a piece of toffee. The two children seemed to have forgotten the conflict just now, and each of them actually held a piece of candy in their mouths, competing to see whose toffee melted faster.

Open your mouth from time to time and compare.

Accompanied by unstoppable drooling, it’s hard to explain.

Song Yunuan rubbed Yingying's little head: "This is your granddaughter, she is so beautiful."

Ji Laorou raised his eyebrows and snorted: "I guess you are discerning."

Song Yunuan chuckled.

Dean Zhuang put the things he brought on the kang.

Ji Lao said: "I have nothing else to do, I just need to show my children to the door."

Nothing else was said.

Dean Zhuang actually didn’t know what was going on.

But it doesn't hinder chatting with the Song family.Old Songtou was talkative, and the conversation soon became lively.

They didn't sit there for long either.

After some refusal, the Song family accepted the gift.

Over there, Mr. Ji was very satisfied that the Song family did not inquire into the matter. He looked at Song Yunuan and said, "I will stay in Nanshan County for a while and still live in my old place. If I have nothing to do, I can take Asheng to play."

Song Yunuan's eyes lit up: "I'll go now, okay?"

Mr. Ji smiled: "If you want to go, just follow me. I'll take you back in the evening."

Xiao Asheng: "I want to go too."

Mrs. Song said hurriedly: "This is not good."

Song Yunuan had already gone to get her satchel, and said to Mrs. Song, "Nai, Asheng and I will be back in the evening, don't worry."

The Wang family also heard that a relative of the dean from the city had come to the old Song family, and they were so frightened that they sneakily ran towards the Song family.

Wang Dazhi only saw the smiling Song Yunuan and Song Mingsheng getting into the jeep. When he saw Old Song waving his hands, he shouted loudly: "Brother Ji, Xiaozhuang, come and play at home when you have time..."

The car drove away.

The way the villagers looked at the old Song family also changed.

Wang Dazhi frowned and hid behind the fence to watch.

A bad feeling arose in my heart.
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Lin Qing stayed up almost all night.

When she saw Xiujuan, she couldn't tell what she felt in her heart.

She took the child aside and couldn't help but ask quietly: "Xiujuan, does Captain Song of your village know you?"

Xiujuan was seven years old and nodded obediently: "Auntie, Uncle Song knows me and gave me sweets. He was so kind and let me play with Asheng. Asheng is very cute and calls me sister."

Lin Qing's body was stiff and she didn't seem to know where to put her hands.

There was envy in Xiujuan's eyes and her tone was innocent: "A Sheng's father treats him very well. He never beats him or scolds him. Grandma Song also never calls girls losers. If my sister and I were from his family, The child will be fine.”

Lin Qing's heart skipped a beat: "Xiujuan, have you told Asheng's father this?"

Xiujuan asked in confusion: "Why do you want to tell Asheng's father?"

Lin Qing was irritated, and she wanted to break open these people's heads and let her take a good look at what was true and what was false! ——
After arriving in the county town, Song Yunuan had something on her mind, so she left Asheng at Ji's home while she went to a small guest house in the county town.

Unexpectedly, Lin Qing and Su Junze went out in the morning.

The front desk clerk didn't know when he would be back. He also said that the upstairs was booked and no visitors were allowed.

Song Yunuan stood on the street, thought for a while, and then went to the lumber factory to find her uncle.

It was a bit far from the lumber factory, so she ran to wait for the bus.

When she went out just now, her grandma gave her another yuan. Now she has two yuan and three cents in her pocket, which is a huge sum of money.

Little did he know that Song Nian took his wife and children to Erdaohe Village.

I just missed it perfectly on the way.
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The provincial capital, Xiliangfeng.

The environment here is elegant, quiet and leisurely. It is the highest-level health resort in the provincial capital. To the north is the rest house of Beidu Longhang in the provincial capital.

There is a tight security guard in front of the sanatorium.

There are more people than usual.

Because Gu Huaian, the commander-in-chief of Longhang, is resting here.

After a while, a dark green jeep parked slowly on the side of the road.

Chu Zizhou from the Chu family in the northern capital got out of the car.

There was a guard at the door, so he naturally didn't dare to force his way in.

Being able to go to Xiliang Peak was because of the Chu family’s reputation.

　Thanks to Jin Lingshan Bao'er for the reward. I remember discussing the last book with Bao'er. In the blink of an eye, it was a few months ago.

　　I have mixed feelings in my heart.

　　Because of love, I have been persevering. Thank you to every supporter Baoer.

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　　(End of this chapter)