Ling Ju didn’t feel that she had the halo of the heroine, but Yin’s eyes really contained too much.
Perhaps due to their connection to the pocket watch, the Yin and Song families can form a united front?
After Ling Ju and Song Qi left, Yin stroked his pocket watch for a long time. He was sure that the pocket watch must have been given or donated to the Shen family, but he was not sure why it was given to the Shen family.
Maybe it’s because of the crisis forty years ago?
But Song Qi got the pocket watch fifteen years ago, so where was the pocket watch in the past twenty years?
Mystery after mystery, but the good news is that at least he should have no hatred with the Song family and the Shen family. This makes him feel very relaxed.
For so many years, he had been living in fear, blinded by hatred. It was not until this year that he could finally relax and do what he wanted to do.
He didn't want to live his whole life with hatred, but he also didn't want to forget the hatred easily.
He was the only remaining bloodline of the Nestorov family. Perhaps he couldn't make the Nestorov family prosper again, but the fact that Ivan Nestorov was alive and well was the Nestorov family's hope.
On the way back, Song Qi silently recited Yin Bolan's real name. He thought he hadn't made any sound, but the girl next to him whispered, "What are you reciting?"
Song Qi replied, "Yin Bolan's real name is Ivan Nestorov."
"Ivan? God's mercy and salvation? Interesting."
Song Qi glanced at him and asked, "Does this name have any special meaning?"
Ling Ju nodded. "Many Western names are related to religion. His name means God's mercy and salvation, or maybe it has something to do with his family."
"But this has nothing to do with his Chinese name. Who gave him Yin Bolan? His real name sounds better."
Song Qi said he didn't know either. When his mission started, they only knew his code name and didn't even know his Chinese name.
"Never mind. By the way, Song Qi, let's go to Chuan Xiaoxiang tonight. It's the hot pot restaurant run by Sun Yun. It's delicious!"
Song Qi nodded. "Do you want to go with me alone, or ask Song Xinzhen to come with you?"
Ling Ju thought for a moment and said, "Last time I told Mom I'd take her there to eat. Let's go back and call the family to join us."
"OK."
When the two returned home, they found that only Song Xin and Zhen Zhen were at home, even Song Qiangjun and Song Xiulan were not there.
"Where are grandpa and grandma?"
Song Xin ate watermelon and said, "Mom took Grandpa and Grandma to Grandpa Jiang's house and won't be back for dinner tonight. Grandpa Jiang is treating us today. Dad and Second Uncle are also going, so we young people will take care of dinner by ourselves."
"I was thinking about our family going to Chuan Xiaoxiang tonight. If it happens, let's go. Song Qi, give my brother a call and ask him if he wants to go."
Just as Song Qi was about to move, Song Xin got ahead of him, "Second sister-in-law, let me do it. Is this the hot pot restaurant that Sun Yun opened that you mentioned?"
“Yes! It’s delicious!”
Song Xin was delighted and winked at Zhen Zhen, "Great! That's our junior party tonight! I'll call Big Brother right now!"
Song Xin called Song Wei's office and immediately agreed to go to Sichuan Xiaoxiang for dinner. He also called Sun Yun and told her to go with him that evening.
Everyone in the Song family knows Sun Yun, but the younger generations have never formally met her, so this is a good opportunity.
"But have you had lunch? Are you hungry, sister-in-law? I'll cook dumplings for you, brother?" Song Xin was very considerate.
Ling Ju felt her stomach was full of juice. "No, I'm not hungry. Don't bother. I'll just have some watermelon. We'll have a big meal tonight! I tell you, Chuan Xiaoxiang is really delicious!"
"Zhen Zhen rubbed his hands. I can't wait! Um, will Brother Chen go?"
Ling Ju glanced at Zhen Zhen and suddenly remembered that Chen Yun was from Sichuan. "Yes, we can let Chen Yun go too. He will definitely like it!"
Zhen Zhen was actually a little happy when she heard Ling Ju say this. Although the atmosphere between her and Chen Yun was a little strange at times, she still admired Chen Yun's masculinity and fighting ability. Yes, yes, fighting ability.
Ling Ju didn't miss Zhen Zhen's little expression, but Zhen Zhen reminded her that Chen Yun hadn't eaten with them for a long time.
As her half 'personal bodyguard'.
"Then let's call Qian Yuan along. He lives with Chen Yun, so it would be a good idea to have an extra pair of chopsticks."
Song Xin nodded. "Leave it to me, sister-in-law. I'll make the arrangements. What time should we go there tonight? Do you want me to go and reserve a table? Where is the restaurant?"
"It's a bit far, it's okay if we go early."
After returning to the room, the two changed their clothes and lay on the bed to take a nap, but Ling Ju wanted to ask about the recent situation in Liao Province.
"How is my brother doing recently, and Zhang Qi, and my sisters-in-law?"
Song Qi answered them one by one, "Your brother is doing well. Zhang Qi is doing well in the cafeteria now and he's a lot stronger now. Last month when I just got back from Beijing, he went to deliver pig's trotters again. Since you weren't around, I asked him to cook it with your brother's. It just so happened that he had a day off that day, so the three of us cooked it for him. He's not so shy anymore now."
"The sisters-in-law are also very nice. Tingting asked about you several times and said she missed you. Sisters-in-law Wang Wei and Wang Lu also asked about you twice. I told them that you are in Beijing waiting to give birth, and they are also very happy that you have someone to take care of you."
Ling Ju thought of Tingting's cute little face. "I really like that little girl Tingting. She's so polite. Even when I was fat and ugly, she never looked down on me. The little girl is like an angel."
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