Chapter 104 Song Yue's identity is not simple
“That’s how it is.”
Li Xinyue thought about it and said, "Hmm...it seems that there is nothing wrong."
Liu Wei asked, "Then why do they all seem dissatisfied with me?"
Li Xinyue was stumped by the question and couldn't answer for a moment. In addition, she wanted to ask Zhao Zirui what he meant and why he didn't wait for her. She didn't want to think about Liu Wei's question.
"Ah..." She sighed and said perfunctorily, "Don't bother with them. They look down on us new educated youth anyway."
"Let's go back and get some lunch."
After saying.
Li Xinyue dragged Liu Wei back to the educated youth point.
Went a few steps.
Li Xinyue seemed to be thinking of something again, and looked at Liu Wei sideways, "By the way, Weiwei, you and Song Yue came from the same place, do you only know what her family does?"
Liu Wei was stunned for a moment, then shook her head when she met Li Xinyue's gaze.
"have no idea."
After hearing this answer, Li Xinyue felt a little disappointed for some reason.
Liu Wei added, "But from what I've observed, her family is not bad, especially her food is not bad at all. Although she is not as good as you, Yueyue, it is not ruled out that she wants to keep a low profile and hide herself."
Li Xinyue nodded as if thinking about it, "I think so."
"She knows medical skills at her age, so she is usually trained by her family since she was young. I don't know why she came to the countryside."
family?
Liu Wei was stunned. Xinyue meant that Song Yue came from the 꺶 family?
Does that mean that Song Yue is actually richer than Li Xinyue, but Song Yue is more low-key and not as flamboyant as Li Xinyue?
Thinking about this, Liu Wei felt a little regretful. If she had known that Song Yue was so powerful, she should not have troubled her in the first place.
She should build a good relationship with Song Yue, maybe Song Yue can help her in some way in the future...
Liu Wei was filled with regret.
Li Xinyue was worried about Liu Wei, "Weiwei... I feel that Song Yue's identity should be not simple, you'd better not conflict with her in the future."
Liu Wei came back to her senses and nodded at Li Xinyue.
Li Xinyue looked around and saw no one.
She leaned close to Liu Wei's ear and lowered her voice, "Let me put it this way, my family is considered quite well off in Beijing, but we can't afford a car."
Oh...it turns out that Li Xinyue’s family doesn’t have a car.
It looks like so much money, so that's it.
Liu Wei felt disappointed all of a sudden, and she didn't think so highly of Li Xinyue anymore.
Li Xinyue was still worried about Liu Wei, and didn't notice Liu Wei's abnormality at all, and continued to say, "So..."
Liu Wei felt a little impatient and interrupted Li Xinyue, "Well, I understand, Xinyue. From now on, I will avoid Song Yue when I see her."
Li Xinyue said, "That's not what I meant. Instead, Weiwei, don't go there in the future..."
Liu Wei was becoming more and more impatient, but she didn't dare to say anything, so she could only listen to Li Xinyue's chatter.
…
Old Huo opened his eyes and saw a new house in front of him and a half-repaired house next to it.
Based on what I heard previously.
His eyes fell on the newly renovated house. "It's in front, right?"
Song Huaian: "Yeah."
Mr. Huo: “Two beeps.”
“Ding ding ding…”
Song Yue, who was busy in the kitchen, heard the sound of a car horn. She paused with the spatula in her hand and continued stir-frying.
She looked at the bacon and dried bamboo shoots sizzling in the pot, the smell making her mouth water.
If she had known that her godparents would wrap her with bacon, sausages, and dried fish, she wouldn't have had to eat egg noodles for several meals.
If she had known this, she would have opened the package earlier.
That's right.
She had never opened the package she had received from the post office, firstly because the place was too small, and secondly because she was bitten by a snake before she could open it.
Song Yue thought about the gap.
The car stopped in front of the gate.
The gate to the courtyard was ajar.
Half-finished high wall.
Mr. Huo said to Song Huaian, "Okay, go down and ask first, remember what I said before."
Song Huaian retracted his gaze, "Okay, Master."
"Go ahead."
Song Huaian stood up and got out of the car, "Okay, Master."
Mr. Huo: “…”
Open the door and get out.
Song Huaian walked to the half-closed courtyard door and raised his hand to knock on the door, "Knock knock knock."
“Is 놋그 here?”
놛 raised his voice a little, "Excuse me, is Song Yue, the educated youth, here?"
Busy Song Yue heard a voice coming from the other side and responded with a loud voice, "Yes."
"Who?"
"I'm cooking and can't get away."
"Come to the kitchen."
Song Huaian got a response, pushed the door open, and easily found the kitchen according to the smell coming out.
As soon as you enter the kitchen.
Look, a girl is standing in front of the stove, stir-frying with a spatula in her hands, her movements are swift and skillful.
Song Huaian raised his eyebrows, "Fried bacon?" "It smells so good."
Song Yue looked up and saw a man standing at the kitchen door. He looked... like a modern star.
The way he dresses and his temperament give him the impression of a gentleman who is not a gentleman.
The amount of bacon in the pot varies.
She withdrew her gaze and started to stir-fry the bacon and bamboo shoots first.
Song Huaian saw Song Yue glance at him and then looked away, without much change in his expression.
Um.
To be more precise, there is no fluctuation.
His eyes jumped. It seemed that this new junior sister was quite interesting.
The appearance is also 녦love놅.
She has an oval face, sparkling almond eyes, and fair and tender skin. Her hair is not common either. There are two braids, which seem to be tied up with chopsticks.
Hmm... I don't know what shape it is.
On the other hand... it's also... pretty good-looking, right?
Song Yue put the bacon and bamboo shoots into the pot, added a ladle of water to the pot, washed her hands, and then looked at Song Huaian.
"Who are you?"
Song Huaian said softly, "Song Huaian."
Um?
A last name?
Song Yue asked, "Song Zhi, what do you want to talk to me about?"
"Hmm..." Song Huaian groaned, "To be precise, it's not me who's looking for you, it's the other person who's looking for you."
Song Yue frowned, looking puzzled, "?"
Song Huaian's eyebrows were dyed with smiles, "Song 땢zhi, you will know when you come out."
Song Yue wiped her hands and slowly walked out of the kitchen.
Song Huaian glanced at Song Yue's calf wrapped in gauze, "Song Zhizhi, don't move, I'll let you in."
"You can't move, but then you can still move."
Song Yue: “?”
She just felt uncomfortable, how come she couldn't move?
How do you talk?
Song Huaian walked back to the front of the car with his long legs. He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw several people standing not far away looking at this side.
He retracted his gaze, opened the car door, and said to the inside of the car, "Master, Song Xiaozhi is here."
Mr. Huo straightened his clothes, patted the wrinkles on them, calmed down, picked up his bag, and got out of the car.
Feet landed.
Look up, and be ready to say what you have already prepared...
The words were on the tip of his tongue, and when he looked around, he saw that besides this traitor, there was no sign of that girl.
Old Huo's cold eyes fell on Song Huaian's face.
Song Huaian ignored the sight and said, "You are inside, your legs and feet are inconvenient."
"You can move, but she can't move."