When Zhou Yian saw him coming back, he immediately stood up and went to greet him.
"You're back?" Zhou Yian said with a smile, "I'm almost done cooking here, we can eat soon."
Song Songbai followed her in.
Zhou Yian handed him a bowl of rice soup, "This is delicious, it's rice soup, specially saved for you."
Song Songbai took it, sat on the chair and drank slowly.
The warm rice soup drove away the coldness in his body.
It was a flavor he had never tasted before.
After drinking it in one gulp, he plucked up his courage and said, "An An."
"What's wrong?" Zhou Yian turned around and sat back in front of the stove.
Song Songbai walked forward, half-knelt in front of Zhou Yian, and looked her in the eye. "An'an, I'm 20 years old and from Beijing. My father is a soldier, my mother is deceased, and I have some savings."
He took out the passbook and stuffed it into Zhou Yian's hand, and Zhou Yian shrank back in fear.
This posture! It's scary.
"An An, I like you and I want to marry you." Song Songbai was very serious, so serious that he kept holding her hand to prevent her from running away.
In fact, he liked her from the first moment he saw her.
"I know this is a little sudden for you, but since I've already offended you, I will definitely take responsibility."
Zhou Yian was stunned. What was so abrupt? It was just holding hands. Oh my god, if she knew this would lead to a proposal, she wouldn't have held hands.
The ambiguous period is so intoxicating.
I regret it now, very much.
"Song Zhiqing, this is really sudden. I don't know how to answer." Zhou Yian had never encountered such a situation before. Who would propose marriage directly with a passbook?
I don’t even have a partner yet!
"Call me Songbai," Song Songbai sighed, "I know it's a bit sudden, but it's normal for a girl to be more considerate. Anyway, keep the passbook. It's a current account, so you can withdraw it directly with the passbook."
Zhou Yian stood up in a daze, holding the passbook.
Prepare to scoop out the vegetables.
Song Songbai stopped her and said, "You go sit down, I'll do it."
Zhou Yian sat back at the table and secretly opened the passbook.
I want to see how much money it is.
He covered the passbook with his hands.
Damn, how come he is so rich!
Did he see through her greedy nature and proposed to her with the passbook?
Ten thousand yuan... it's hard to refuse!
She felt like she was a little bit successful! In this day and age, this was a huge sum of money!
I really want to run away with the money.
Zhou Yian put aside the embarrassment of being proposed to and became stuck in the question of whether to abscond with the money.
Song Songbai put the dishes on the table and smiled at Zhou Yian who was still in a daze. It was very cute.
"Let's eat first."
Zhou Yian took a bite and it was indeed delicious! Whatever you cook yourself tastes good.
Put aside your worries and start eating.
After finishing his meal, Xianyu slumped in his chair. He was so full.
Song Songbai began to clean up the dishes diligently.
He is truly a good husband and father.
Zhou Yian was a little hesitant, but since Song Songbai asked her to think about it, she decided to think about it again.
She's not in a hurry anyway.
"Then I'll go back to sleep?" Zhou Yian said lazily.
"Wait a moment."
Song Songbai quickly finished the work at hand, washed his hands, and took something out of his bag.
It's pitch black.
"Didn't you say yesterday that you wanted a camera? I bought it specially for you." Song Songbai handed it over.
Zhou Yian took it and said, "Wow, that's great."
She looked at Song Songbai with starry eyes and stopped calling him Song Zhiqing. "Brother Song, you are so great. I love you so much."
Song Songbai looked at her gently as she looked at the camera over and over again. "There is film inside, but you need to go to the county to develop the photos. When you want to develop them, I will go with you."
"Okay~" It's easy with a camera.
She will go take photos tomorrow, so now she goes back to her room to write an article.
Take some pictures of the rural scene and add them to the article, that would be great.
The more she thought about it, the more beautiful it seemed. Zhou Yian stood on tiptoe, wanting to kiss Song Songbai, but unfortunately, she only kissed his chin.
Who cares? It’s just a chin.
Kiss and run away.
Only Song Songbai was left standing there in frustration.
I knew it earlier.
He lowered his head.
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