Fang Zongtang withdrew his reluctance and asked with a look of disgust: "Can you move it?"

Song Yi replied calmly: "I can carry you. The box shouldn't be much heavier than you, right?"

She glanced up and down at her son-in-law. He had grown stronger, taller, and could brag more.

"Don't let the wind blow your tongue away."

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Yi walked up to her and without saying a word, he quickly picked her up like a child.

She subconsciously reached back and grabbed her son-in-law by the collar.

"Ahem~ You're holding on too tightly~" Song Yi coughed twice to remind them.

Fang Zongtang looked down at the person holding her and said unhappily, "I asked you to move the boxes, not me. Isn't it just a hundred pounds? Look how capable you are."

Song Yi carefully put the person on the ground, said nothing, and carefully carried the things away.

After the people left, she quickly patted her hot face. Ten years ago, she had seen and played with everything. Wasn't it just a hug?

Why do you act like a useless young boy?

It must be because of my son-in-law who made me angry.

She opened the box with the mechanism and did not put the box in there because it took up too much space. She took out all the paintings and calligraphy inside, and also took the painting given by Uncle Ming out of the box and put them in the safe.

She checked the inside of the safe and found it was waterproof, moisture-proof and sturdy. No wonder so many rich people like to buy it. It is safer than putting it in a wooden box.

Song Yi went back and forth several times to arrange the paintings and calligraphy. After she personally took the gems and put them away separately, she returned to the room, took down the things she had taken out from the old house from the top of the wardrobe, checked them, and locked them in the cabinet.

After locking it, Song Yi came over with the instruction manual and translated it into a foreign language for Fang Zongtang.

"In addition to the key, you can also set a password, so even if the key is stolen, the safe cannot be opened."

Fang Zongtang: This is possible.

Song Yi demonstrated it to her twice and then was sent out.

"I set a password, don't look at it."

Song Yi handed her the key and went out as if it was normal.

When everything was done, it was already dark.

Seeing that she had been staying in the room and had not come out, Song Yi urged her to come out after the meal was ready.

"It's time to eat. I'll watch it slowly after I finish eating."

Fang Zongtang took two more glances and left reluctantly.

Fang Jizong was watching TV in the living room. When he saw his father go to call someone, he turned around, turned up the volume by two notches, and continued watching TV.

When she came back yesterday, it was late and she had been out during the day, so she had not had time to take a closer look at the furnishings in the villa.

I didn't even know there was a TV at home.

After she went out and heard the sound, she walked over immediately.

Song Yi followed behind and said, "Color TVs have been around for several years."

She immediately thought of the black and white TV at home. Just as she was about to ask, Song Yi seemed to know what she wanted to ask and said, "Our black and white TV is in my room. It can still be watched. Do you want to watch it?"

Fang Zongtang: Come on, there’s a big color TV, who wants to watch a small black and white one!

Keep it for yourself!

"No, it's too troublesome to move it here and there. I'll just take a look at this!"

Song Yi's eyes sparkled with a smile: "Ji Zong, give the remote control to your mother."

Fang Jizong became anxious. He had always been the one holding the remote control at home, and his father had never asked for it. Why should he give it up?

Fang Zongtao sat on the sofa and glanced at Fang Jizon expressionlessly.

“No rules!”

The latter was so frightened that he covered his face reflexively, and the remote control in his hand fell right into Fang Zongtang's hands.