Chapter 65 "Little Yellow Oriole" "No, I've been thinking about you...
It was four o'clock in the afternoon and the sun hadn't even set yet.
The red BMW sedan was parked in a parking space under a big tree, just in the shade. The lines of the car body were smooth and perfect, and the paint was waxed and shiny.
"Wow, this is my favorite color!!" Qianqian ran down the stairs excitedly.
Song Keling had just turned the luggage over and was about to shout at her, "Slow down, be careful, your feet are still injured!"
Qianqian had already run down several steps when she heard this and then remembered that her foot was injured. She let out a cry, slowed down her pace, and then limped down.
When Song Keling saw this, she was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
She took out her car keys, unlocked the car, and raised the trunk with the remote control.
Qianqian screamed and moved closer to take a look.
Seeing her staring at the trunk for a long time, Song Keling wasn't sure if her second brother had put something in there, so she asked, "What are you looking at?"
Qianqian: "There's nothing inside."
"Of course. You want to put your suitcase in there?" Song Keling put the suitcase in the trunk and closed it. She walked over to the passenger side and opened the door first, then called Qianqian, "Come on, get in."
Qianqian ran over happily, gathered her skirt, and bent down to go in.
Song Keling placed one hand on the car door frame.
The child was so happy and reckless that he bumped into her palm without noticing when he went in.
Song Keling also got in the car and reminded Qianqian to fasten her seat belt, while she was making exaggerated movements while speaking.
Qianqian stared at him calmly, thinking she was being very calm. Then she followed his example and pulled the seat belt across her chest and pressed it into the buckle.
Song Keling quietly pressed the corners of her lips and said, "Let's go?"
Qianqian excitedly raised her hand: "Let's go!"
Bang, the back of her hand hit the roof of the car, and she cried out in pain.
Song Keling was turning the car around when she heard the sound. She glanced over and asked, "Be careful. Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt at all." Qianqian raised her voice slightly, her eyebrows dancing with joy as she said, "I'm absolutely not afraid of pain!"
Song Keling chuckled softly.
Qianqian keenly sensed something was wrong with the tone, so she put away her complacency and glanced at her quietly. Time was tight and the task was heavy. Song Keling didn't even bother to think about her injury when she woke up, but went to the kitchen to make instant noodles. After eating, she rushed to reunite.
The two haven't settled their accounts yet.
She mustn't get too carried away.
Qianqian whispered: "Song Keling..."
Although Song Keling seldom drives, she passed the driving test in one go. Although she doesn't have much experience, she has no problem driving on a daily basis.
She successfully turned around and drove towards the exit of the community, responding with a "hmm".
Qianqian asked unsurely, "What are you saying?"
Song Keling: "Do I have it?"
Qianqian said seriously: "Yes. I heard it. I said I'm not afraid of pain, and you just laughed."
Song Keling asked back, "Then don't you know what I'm saying?"
“…” Qianqian didn’t know why she got herself into this mess. She scratched her cheek with her fingers and turned to look out the car window.
Seeing myself leaving the community and entering the driveway, I became excited again.
The car window was not closed.
The air conditioner in the car is on, but the previous heat requires the windows to be opened to dissipate the heat.
Qianqian leaned against the car window and reached out, "Ah, the car is driving so fast! So fast!"
Song Keling saw Qianqian's bright smile out of the corner of her eye and was about to remind her not to stretch out her hand as it was dangerous, but the next moment she saw her retract her hand and kept shouting, "The sun is so nice, so sunny."
Song Keling curled her lips, and a soft sigh entered her heart.
This was the reason why she hesitated and didn't mention what she saw last night to Qianqian.
Although Qianqian is smart, she is not cunning. She is optimistic but too sensitive. Once the truth is revealed, she might disappear out of grievance.
Moreover, there is no need to take risks and make innocent children worry.
More than ten minutes later, Song Keling successfully reunited with her family.
Without getting out of the car, they honked at each other.
The family drove four cars on this trip.
Song's father, Song's mother, Song Huaijin, rode in a spacious business car with bodyguards.
Song Wuyu drove the sports car alone.
The remaining two cars were for the bodyguard driver and the chef.
To get to Qingyun Mountain, you have to take the highway in the city, which takes three hours, and then take the provincial road for one hour after getting off the highway.
Song Wuyu's sports car didn't go up the mountain, he changed it as soon as he got off the highway.
The same goes for Song Keling. After only driving for an hour or so, the driver will be replaced at the highway service area.
Because he had to wait for someone, Song Wuyu drove the Lamborghini at a turtle speed, and the surrounding car owners were very considerate and stayed away from him.
Seeing his sister's car overtaking side by side, he rolled down the window.
The heat wave is hitting us.
He put his arm on the car window and waved to Qianqian in the passenger seat, "Hi, little one."
Song Wuyu's outfit remained unchanged, still the same fashionable outfit from the morning, with her hair styled with gel, but now she had a pair of flashy big sunglasses on her nose.
Qianqian saw it and turned to Song Keling and said, "Song Keling, your second brother is waving at me."
Song Keling focused on the road conditions and said, "Don't worry about him."
Qianqian nodded.
But she felt that this was not very polite, so she turned to Song Wuyu and said, "Song Keling told me to leave you alone. Just drive carefully."
Song Keling: “…”
"..." Song Wuyu didn't believe her sister was so cruel to her, so she yelled at the top of her lungs, "Lingling! Lingling!"
Song Keling rolled up the car window and ignored her brother's call.
The business car in front just lowered its window, and the people inside also heard Qianqian's straightforward words.
Song Qihang, who was sitting by the window, was a little surprised and asked his wife: "What is the origin of Lingling's friend?" Is this a case of great wisdom appearing foolish?
Shi Yue smiled: "She's just a pretty little girl. I went there too early a couple of days ago and didn't get to talk to her. She was still sleeping. Now it seems like she's a very interesting child."
Song Huaijin, who was handling company affairs in the car, looked up at his parents and asked, "Dad, Mom, what are you talking about?"
"Your sister has made a friend, don't you know?" Song Qihang didn't use the gentle tone he used with his wife when speaking to his son. There was a hint of majesty and reproach in his tone.
"Oh, I think I've met her once." Song Huaijin recalled, "She was quite pretty, but a little timid."
Shi Yue was interested in the details: "When and where did you see him?"
Song Huaijin: "In the evening, Lingling took her home."
Upon hearing this, Song's father and mother looked at each other.
Song Huaijin said: "We only met in person, and no background check was done."
"Why are you doing a background check?" Song Qihang immediately frowned and scolded him, "Give your sister some freedom to socialize with friends. It's rare to see any signs of this. If a girl finds out about your background check, how bad will her impression of our family be?"
Song Huaijin agreed and said that he had never planned to do it.
Song Keling, who was following the car behind, had no idea what was going on in the car in front.
She rolled up the window and turned on the music in the car.
Qianqian put on a sun-protective shirt and hummed along with the song. She had a good sense of music and could sing the chorus after listening to it a few times.
So along the way, Song Keling had 3D surround sound in her ears, playing on the speakers, and a "little yellow oriole" by her side.
Everyone got off the car when it arrived at the service area.
Song Keling also asked the driver to drive, and she and Qianqian moved to the back seat.
Song Huaijin got out of the car to answer the phone.
Qianqian saw that he was still covered in black, and soon she saw Brother Song who was completely naked. Brother Song walked towards the convenience store, picked up a cigarette, and put it in his mouth. Before he could smoke, he saw someone and quickly hid behind him.
Walking over there were Song's mother and father who had just gotten off the bus.
Qianqian let out a soft cry.
There was also a faint white light on Mother Song's body, somewhat similar to the one on Song Keling, but a little lighter.
The two people look so similar, equally good-looking.
Song Keling heard the noise and went over to take a look. "What are you looking at? Are you hungry? Why don't we go downstairs and buy something to eat first?"
Qianqian said she wasn’t hungry and didn’t really want to go down.
This kind of place seems to be crowded with people and cars, and it's dangerous. I feel like if I go down there, I won't be able to find my way back and I'll be left here.
What's more, Brother Song was talking on the phone not far away, which was scary.
Qianqian rolled up the car window.
Song Keling then used her cell phone to send a message to her second brother, asking him to buy two kilograms of oranges and a bag of pickled green plums or mint candies.
Second Brother: [Your classmate is carsick? I might as well go buy you some motion sickness medicine.]
Song Keling typed a reply: [No, she looks fine now, just buy some fruit first.] The child is quite resistant to taking medicine and likes to eat fruit and candy.
We were back on the road half an hour later.
In the back seat, Qianqian was watching a Korean drama on her tablet. She was so moved that she cried and leaned fragilely on Song Keling's shoulder.
Song Keling first handed her a tissue and then handed her the peeled orange.
Qianqian ate and cried at the same time.
Song Keling didn't stop the little snake demon from understanding human emotions. She only kindly said to her when she was sobbing, "This is all fake, made up."
When Qianqian heard this, she angrily stuffed the uneaten orange in her hand into her mouth and said, "It's fine if you don't want to watch it with me, but you're ruining the fun!"
Song Keling didn't want to spoil her fun and opened the paper documents that she had transferred to her mobile phone.
But Song Keling was not willing to spoil the fun, and Qianqian, who was following Korean dramas, couldn't stand the loneliness anymore.
Qianqian turned off the tablet and hung on her to read the densely packed small words on the phone. After a few seconds, she said, "Song Keling, don't read this. It will make you dizzy."
Song Keling turned her head to look at her, "You don't want to watch the show anymore?"
"I've finished watching the latest episode."
"Oh, you remembered me after reading it."
"No, I've been thinking about you." Qianqian didn't feel it was corny at all when she said this.
As the listener, Song Keling calmly raised her left hand and touched her right ear. It felt a little itchy and hot, probably because Qianqian blew air into her ear when she spoke.
We arrived at the Summer Resort at nine o'clock in the evening.
Qianqian couldn't stand the boring four or five-hour drive, so she fell asleep early.
He didn't wake up when we got there.
While the driver was moving the luggage, Song Keling looked at the child sleeping soundly on her body, wondering if she had enough strength to carry her all the way into the residence.
There is definitely no problem in carrying the baby and walking for a while, but the problem is that this place is several minutes away from the house.
...Forget it, what's there to hug?
If it is the size of a child, it is not so bad, it won't look weird when you hold it.
Given Qianqian's current condition, if she were to be carried out of the car, her father, mother, and brothers would definitely misunderstand.
Song Keling woke Qianqian up.
Qianqian woke up, rubbed her eyes and got off the car with her.
The villa was halfway up the mountain, and the temperature dropped several degrees at night. Qianqian suddenly became much more awake.
Song Keling handed her the sports jacket.
Qianqian put it on and then noticed that several strangers were looking at her with smiles on their faces. This made her feel uneasy and she subconsciously hugged Song Keling's arms.
Several people came to receive the managers of the Song family's villa.
Song Keling greeted them, and someone respectfully took them to their desired residence.
Qianqian walked into the gate of the villa with Song Keling in flat shoes. She looked around curiously as she walked and looked back.
It is a completely unfamiliar environment, surrounded by mountains and trickling water.
Not far away were Song's mother and father getting off the bus.
Perhaps she noticed this gaze, Shi Yue, who was talking to her husband, looked up, and the two looked at each other from a distance.
Qianqian smiled first.
Shi Yue also smiled back kindly and gently.
Song Qihang noticed his wife's gaze, followed it, put a shawl on her, and said, "Let's talk about it when we meet formally tomorrow."
Shi Yue smiled and replied, "Yeah."
Qianqian muttered, "Song Keling, your parents are over there."
Song Keling turned around and saw her father putting a coat on her mother, then helping her up the stairs. She said, "It's late today. Let's all go to bed first. I'll introduce you to them tomorrow morning after breakfast."
"Yeah." Qianqian nodded repeatedly, then remembered something and took out a square velvet box from the small bag she was carrying and opened it.
Inside is the glass bracelet.
Song Keling was a little surprised, "Why did you bring this out?"
Qianqian said, "My aunt gave it to me. I'm going to wear it for her tomorrow. It's polite."
Song Keling curled the corners of her lips slightly. The children in her family know a lot.
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The author has something to say: I forgot to post it at 8 o'clock.
I'm so stupid [burst into tears]
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