Little Sweet Wife in the Eighty-Old Courtyard

Song Yunuan walked out of the provincial capital compound and saw her uncle leading Asheng opposite.

He seemed relieved to see her come out.

Cousin Zheng was guarding the door. When he saw Song Yunuan coming out, he hurriedly followed him. He also saw what happened just now.

I promised to entertain you well, so I couldn't break my promise.

Song Yunuan smiled brightly: "Brother Zheng, my uncle and I will go for a walk and have dinner at Huaihua Hutong in the evening."

It is a restaurant that has long existed in the provincial capital, and not many people know about it.

It was private at first, then became public, and last winter, became private again.

Therefore, the business hours are different from those of state-owned hotels.

Huaihua Hutong is not far from here.

Cousin Zheng didn't force himself to give in, so he said to Song Yunuan: "If you need anything, don't be polite."

Song Yunuan knew that she meant what she said.

She was a little girl, how could she have the nerve to mention anything to him.

Song Yunuan's voice was soft and gentle: "Brother Zheng, it's one thing that my brother-in-law is accompanying me, but the unit also assigned him a task, which is to go to several furniture factories in our provincial capital to study. I don't know what Brother Zheng can do for me. Can you arrange it? By the way, I have a letter of introduction and certification."

Cousin Zheng agreed wholeheartedly.

Studying is not about arranging work.

This is too simple.

He works in a guest house and usually comes into contact with the leaders of various units. To be honest, there are almost none he doesn't know.

It can be considered as a very well-connected person.

Then Song Nian followed his niece and Asheng for a walk.

Along the way, Song Yunuan kept introducing this and that.

After that, he said: "Qin Siqi is full of resentment now, which is normal. If I am not wrong, she must have grown up in the provincial capital. Let alone whether you are good to her or not, how can we compare with the environment in Erdaohe? It’s a provincial city, so if you see her smiling and getting closer to you in the future, don’t take her seriously.”

Song Nian nodded hurriedly, he understood this very well.

He just pretended to have seen the world.

The prosperity of the provincial capital was beyond his imagination. When he walked into the county town from Erdaohe, he felt as if he had followed Beijing.

What's more, this is a provincial capital.

Even the street lights are brighter than those in the county town, and every pedestrian seems to be out of reach.

The spirit is different from that of the people in the county.

Not to mention Qin Siqi, rural children are like that, raised free-range, how can they look like a compound in a provincial capital?

Even the Lu family was something he had never seen before, and the Qin family was not far behind either.

If it wasn't a mistake, this should all belong to Qin Siqi.

That child has a bad temper and is very competitive. They share things together, regardless of the fact that she is the oldest. Nothing less will do.

It's weird to be nice to them now.

No contact is the best.

Song Nian also patted Ah Sheng on the head: "A Sheng, you too, don't let that sister coax you into finding Bei."

"I understand." Asheng agreed obediently.

While talking, we arrived at Huaihua Hutong.

Sure enough, I am a regular visitor here.

The shopkeeper's eyes flashed when he saw Song Yunuan, but he still called Xiaonuan affectionately and asked her what she wanted to eat.

Song Yunuan ordered three bowls of shredded pork noodles, large, medium and small, and tofu and meatball soup. Well, it was good to eat like this at night.

He also asked Song Nian if he had enough to eat.

It must be enough to eat. Such a big bowl of noodles is topped with a layer of shredded pork, milky white tofu, and the meatballs are actually meatballs. I just don’t know how much this meal will cost.

But he had money in his pocket.

Not to mention the travel expenses, there was also the forty yuan stuffed by his wife, and the thirty yuan stuffed by his father while scolding him.

He can also afford to treat his niece and nephew to dinner.

Song Yunuan didn't argue. My uncle's habit of rushing to pay was very good and he hoped to keep it in the future.

The next morning, cousin Zheng said he would take Song Nian to the furniture factory. Song Yunuan asked her uncle to take notes while she took Ah Sheng shopping. When Ah Sheng was tired, she would hug him for a while. There is not much time for walking around.

Song Yunuan bought a watch and finally had time.

I also bought toothpaste, toothbrush and towels.

Then we went to the bookstore.

On the way, I also bought small sesame seed cakes for Asheng.

Ah Sheng sat obediently on a chair at the door of the bookstore and ate while Song Yunuan went to buy books.

She has to buy some books for her brother-in-law.

Learning is definitely necessary.

After buying the book, when he found out it was for his uncle, Asheng asked in shock: "Sister, my uncle doesn't even study anymore, why do you still let him study?"

"My uncle is just a small tree now. We have to let him keep learning and slowly grow into a big tree. Even if he can't protect us from wind and rain, he won't be a drag on us."

Little Ah Sheng seemed to understand, but looked at Song Yunuan uneasily: "Sister, I will work hard in the future."

Song Yunuan touched her head: "Well, Ah Sheng is the best. Then sister asks you, what are you trying to do?"

Ah Sheng: "I will study hard and find a good job in the future. I will buy delicious food and beautiful clothes for my sister. I will spend all the money I earn on my sister."

Song Yunuan said that it depends on actual actions.

Just talking without practicing is not enough.

Asheng's eyes flickered, and he pulled Song Yunuan and lowered his voice: "Just now, an old man and another old man were talking next to me. One of the old men took out a box with a bottle in it. He talked to the other An old man said that he spent all his savings to buy it, and the other man congratulated him. However, the porcelain vase came out only last year, but the old man said it was eight hundred years old. They went to the office and said it was Let’s appraise treasures together, and then donate them to the museum in the provincial capital. If I tell my grandpa that this is fake, will grandpa give me money? Then if I have money, I will go to the department store to buy a floral dress for my sister. "

Song Yunuan thought about it and said in a low voice: "Then you said that all your savings are actually only one yuan?"

Ah Sheng scratched his head, suddenly realized, and whispered immediately: "Sister, I almost miscalculated. Grandpa spent all his savings, which proves that he has no money. Even if I help him, Grandpa has no money." Give me a bonus."

Song Yunuan nodded, that's the truth.

Just mind your own business, that's the right thing to do.

After putting all the books in her bag, Song Yunuan's face became serious.

Ah Sheng suddenly became nervous and asked quickly: "Sister, I didn't say anything. I didn't say a word at that time and just lowered my head to eat the small sesame cakes. They didn't know."

Song Yunuan said: "In the future, don't worry about whether it is true or false, just pretend that you can't see it."

"Yeah, I promise, if sister is around me, I will tell her. If sister is not around, I will pretend not to know anything and I will keep my mouth shut."

Only then did Song Yunuan smile.

He happily hugged his brother and kissed him: "You are so good."

Little Asheng was so happy to be kissed by her sister.

But it was such a coincidence that Song Yunuan put his younger brother down to carry the bag. The moment he straightened up, the bag in his hand made a small arc due to Song Yunuan's strength. Unexpectedly, he bumped into the hand of an old man who was walking towards the door behind him. On his knees, the old man fell to the ground with an ouch, and then the box in his hand fell to the ground.

A crisp sound sounded at the door of the bookstore.

The box fell apart, and what appeared to be a blue and white porcelain inside shattered into countless pieces on the marble floor.

Song Yunuan didn't look at the pale old man.

And to see my brother.

Seeing her brother's shocked eyes, Song Yunuan rolled her eyes speechlessly in her heart.

Why, if people don’t care about each other, how about plot?