The next day, the weather was clear, the breeze was not dry, and it was comfortable and pleasant.
After breakfast, everyone went out together again. They were going to settle down here and also want to get to know Jinling City. They went out together for a walk in the morning.
Yun Huaying played with him for two hours, then left with her uncle and went to find the owner of the house they were living in now. They negotiated a transaction price with him, and then went to the Housing Authority together to complete the transfer procedures.
When the two of them came back carrying two heavy baskets, the others were already preparing lunch at home.
Meng Fan was sweeping fallen leaves at the gate with a broom. Seeing them, he smiled and asked, "Why did you buy two backpacks?"
"We just went to the black market and bought six big hens from someone. We brought them back in a backpack." In order to cover up for his niece, Yun Shaofan lied to his classmates for the first time.
Meng Fan lifted the lid of the backpack and saw that the chickens they bought were shiny and plump. He immediately took the backpack from Yun Huaying and said with a smile, "You are lucky to have bought such a good hen right out of the gate. Take good care of it and it will lay eggs. We won't have to go out to buy eggs anymore."
"Yes, we bought them because we saw that they were all laying hens." Yun Huaying lied without blushing or beating her heart.
The other people in the family were also very happy to see so many hens bought. Yun Jingmo immediately took out the chicken coop he had made yesterday, locked up all the hens, and also got some food and water to feed them.
Li Shutong was cooking in the kitchen. She came out and told her, "Huaying, half an hour ago, Han Zheng came to see you. He said a comrade had come to Jinling, and he went to the train station to pick him up. He asked him to come over to our place for dinner later."
Yun Huaying guessed that it was Song Nanfeng who came, nodded to her aunt, and called her uncle to go to the room to talk.
"Uncle, the person Han Zheng went to pick up should be his comrade-in-arms, Song Nanfeng. I plan to ask him for help in using the criminal evidence of Liang Yifei's collusion with the Tian family..."
Not long after, a jeep drove to the door and Song Nanfeng got out with the gift he had just bought on the road.
Yun Jingmo came out to greet the guests, and Han Zheng introduced them: "Nanfeng, this is Huaying's cousin Yun Jingmo."
After that, he introduced his comrades: "Jing Mo, this is my brother and comrade Song Nanfeng."
"Hello!"
The two sides shook hands, and Yun Jingmo also invited them into the house: "My father and Huaying just came back and are talking in the house. Come in and have a cup of tea first. I'll go call them out."
After saying that, he shouted to the kitchen at the back: "Asagao, make two cups of tea."
"Here I come."
Yun Chaoyan appeared from the back door, holding a cup of tea in each hand.
Song Nanfeng had just put the gift he brought on the table when he turned around and saw a beautiful and gentle female comrade walking towards him. At that moment, his heart was pounding like a deer.
"Comrade, please have some tea."
Yun Chaoyan brought the tea to him and tilted her neck to look at the man whose body was as straight and tall as a pine tree.
Seeing him staring at her motionlessly, with an incomprehensible light flickering in his eyes, Yun Chaoyan felt a little embarrassed and said again, "Comrade, please have some tea."
Han Zheng was already drinking tea nearby. Seeing his brother petrified, he kicked him.
"hiss!"
Song Nanfeng came back to his senses when the pain hit him. He bared his teeth and said, "Han Zheng, you are murdering me."
"Asagao brought you tea. I called you twice, but you didn't respond. I thought you were stupid."
Han Zheng's eyes were dim. As a man, couldn't he see through the look in his brother's eyes just now?
This was the same as when he first met Yun Huaying.
Song Nanfeng was a little embarrassed, but he regained his composure in the blink of an eye. He quickly took the tea brought by Yun Chaoyan, looked at her with burning eyes, and spoke in a shocking tone: "Your name is Chaoyan? Which Chao? Which Yan? How old are you? Are you in a relationship? Are you interested in me?"
Yun Chaoyan: “…”
Where did this lecher come from!
Han Zheng: “…”
Bro, can you be more direct?
Yun Shaofan, who had just come out of the study, happened to hear his words. His face turned dark and he rushed over in two steps. Yun Huaying and Yun Jingmo followed closely behind him.
"Um, Asagao, let me introduce myself first. My name is..."
Song Nanfeng's long speech had just begun when Han Zheng kicked him again, but this time it was not as hard as before, and the force was just right to stop him.
Yun Shaofan also happened to walk over, and his pair of seemingly gentle but sharp eyes fixed on Song Nanfeng, with a deep scrutiny in his eyes. He asked Han Zheng: "Han Zheng, is this your comrade-in-arms brother?"
"Uncle, he is my comrade Song Nanfeng."
Han Zheng patted Song Nanfeng on the back and quickly introduced him: "This is Huaying's uncle, Chaoyan's father."
"Uncle Yun, hello."
Song Nanfeng greeted them quickly, feeling a little annoyed that he had been too rude just now. This definitely did not leave a good impression on them.
They were facing the sun, so Yun Shaofan walked up to them and saw Song Nanfeng's face clearly. A familiar figure suddenly popped up in his mind. He looked him up and down and asked, "Is your last name Song?"
"Yes, the Song Dynasty."
"What's your relationship with Song Haihang?" Yun Shaofan saw in him the shadow of his childhood friend and classmate.
"My dad." Song Nanfeng looked slightly surprised. After answering, he asked again, "Uncle Yun, do you know my dad?"
"I know him. You look a lot like your father. You look just like him."
Yun Shaofan's impression of him changed when he saw that he was a classmate's son. Thinking that he had just come in and was talking nonsense, he rolled his eyes at him and said, "You and your father are really the same person. You talk nonsense. If you weren't Song Haihang's son, I would definitely kick you out today."
"hey-hey..."
Song Nanfeng grinned. He was also a very perceptive person. He could tell that Uncle Yun and his father had a good relationship. He glanced at Yun Chaoyan next to him and said with a grin, "Uncle Yun, I'm serious. I fell in love with your daughter at first sight. Right now, my heart is pounding like a bomb."
Yun Chaoyan: “…”
What kind of person is this?
She looked at him with a strange look, as if he was having trouble with his brain. If he couldn't afford to provoke someone, could he just avoid them?
Turn around and leave.
"Hey, Chaoyan, don't go." Song Nanfeng immediately ran after him.
The others were all in a state of dismay. Yun Shaofan gnashed his teeth. Seeing Meng Fan standing at the gate, he pursed his lips and smiled, and reached out to him: "Old Meng, give me the broom."
Han Zheng was trying to suppress his laughter beside him. Yun Huaying frowned and asked him with a complicated expression, "He seemed quite normal when we last met. Has he been stimulated by something recently to become like this?"
Han Zheng: "...He was normal before entering the house, but he became abnormal after seeing your cousin. If I hadn't kicked him twice just now, he would have lost his soul."
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