Chapter 119 Just Treat Him to a Dinner



Chapter 119 Just treat him to a meal On

the way, Song Yu Nuan still said: "Dad, you have nothing to lose. The monks from outside can chant sutras. Look, they treat Secretary Guan the same way as you did before, don't they?"

Song Liang thought about it and it seemed so.

Forget it, there is no point in getting entangled in this.

He still has to hurry up to build the west wing.

In addition, he quickly got more clay. There was an abandoned brick kiln in the wasteland in the north of the village. He knew how to burn bricks and was going to burn green bricks himself.

The girl said she didn't like red bricks. If she could burn them, she would use green bricks.

Then she would build a big green brick tile house.

The older generation said that green bricks are better than red bricks, but nowadays, most people use red bricks, so most people don't know how to burn green bricks. 蕗

Because burning green bricks is more difficult and complicated than burning red bricks, he has never done it before and needs to find someone to learn it.

Since the girl likes to live in the village, she will have the final say on how to build the house.

As for the west and east wing, the girl said there is no rush and it will come little by little.

Thinking about it this way, there are so many things to do. When

I got home, the meal was ready. At this time, the sun had just set, so it was a good time to eat.

Tonight, the Song family had big steamed dumplings made of potato flour. They looked a little black, but the skin was really delicious. The filling inside was pickled cabbage and oil, which tasted delicious. They also cooked millet porridge.

Song Yu Nuan felt that although the conditions were not good, the home-cooked meals they had every day were really delicious. 蕗

She hadn't eaten home-cooked meals like this for a long time.

After dinner, she took out the envelope and said casually, "This was mailed by Gu Huaian to Chu Zizhou. Chu Zizhou said that it was actually for me, so I took it all back."

Old Lady Song looked at the pile of things on the kang table and exchanged a glance with Xia Guilan. Xia Guilan hurriedly said, "Then we will remember this favor and pay it back when we are able to do so in the future." With

one hammer, Song Yu Nuan felt it was good and didn't need to explain it specifically.

Old Lady Song also put them away happily. Looking at these things, she said to Song Yunuan, "Wait, Xiaonuan, if we work hard, we may be able to buy a TV. We can watch movies at home every day in the future."

Song Liang didn't know what to say, so he could only say dryly, "Gu Huaian, that young man is not bad."

Song Yunuan chuckled. 蕗

This matter was over.

After washing up, Old Lady Song still wanted to find Song Yunuan to ask if there were only tickets in the letter, and if there was really no other message?

She asked Xia Guilan to ask other things, and she would ask this.

If the two asked together, they would not be able to ask anything.

The main reason was that Xiaonuan was smart and sensible after not raising her for a few days.

I don't want to make her unhappy.

But just as she was about to lift her feet, she remembered that she had to take off her shoes before entering the house, so she looked at Song Yu Nuan at the door. 蕗

By the way, she took a look at her granddaughter's room.

It was just a few days after it was renovated. She originally wanted to clean it up for Tingting, but changed her mind because Xiao Nuan wanted to build a big tiled house with green bricks. It was useless to

clean it up, so she put away all the newspapers.

At this time, the electric lights were on in the room. Under the dim yellow light, her beautiful granddaughter and grandson were playing checkers on the kang.

This room is really nice after being tidied up.

The walls are covered with newspapers, which makes the room bright. The ground is paved with reed woven mats, which are original colors and look clean, tidy and elegant.

The kang cabinet was placed at the end of the kang, the coat cabinet was placed on the mat, and there was a desk and two chairs on the west wall. 蕗

There was a can on the desk with a bunch of wild flowers in it. They

were colorful and beautiful.

She knew that they were picked by her grandson.

The room was next to Song Liang and his wife's room. Song Mingbo's room was at the back, but it had a separate door.

Even in winter, this room was the warmest.

Now that it was tidied up like this, it didn't seem like her own home anymore.

Seeing Old Lady Song standing at the door, Song Yunuan said, "Grandma, why don't you come in?" Old

Lady Song said, "I haven't washed my feet yet, I'm afraid I'll dirty the carpet in your room."

Song Yunuan laughed, and then took the initiative to say, "Grandma, don't worry, Gu Huaian didn't write to me, Chu Zizhou is his best friend, and he listens to him the most, he will never go out and say nonsense. Use the things, and invite him to dinner when you have the chance in the future."

Old Lady Song hurriedly said, "Can he come?"

"It's our intention to invite him or not, and it's his business whether he comes or not."

Old Lady Song nodded, it made sense.

Looking at her calm and carefree granddaughter, she smiled with wrinkles all over her face: "How come my granddaughter knows so much? Grandma is gone."

Old Lady Song left, pulling Xia Guilan who was following behind, and told her that Xiao Nuan knew what was going on, and that she should not get involved in the affairs between her and Gu Huaian, as the child was still young, and they would talk about it later. 蕗

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Beidu, Lin Qing looked at the Jade Ruyi that had changed color, and her face did not look good.

Something was wrong, why did it change color?

She looked at the rosewood box, her eyes darkened, and she recalled the behavior of her scumbag father and stepmother. It was possible that there was something wrong with the box.

Lin Qing took the rosewood box, but did not put the Jade Ruyi in it, but prepared to put it away separately. She was about to go out with the Jade Ruyi and the rosewood box, and naturally the first person she thought of was Old Master Hu from Yubaozhai.

But the next moment, Lin Qing stopped.

Hu Laoyezi.

Hu Zhi?

They both have the surname Hu.

How could she have overlooked this question?

Could it be that they worked together to do this?

So, she asked Uncle Zhong to investigate, and after a while, she found out that Hu Zhi was really from the same family as Hu Laoyezi.

Although they were not direct relatives, they were not far away.

Lin Qing talked about this with Lin Jia, and Lin Jia said, "Qing'er, Lin Du has always said that the jade ruyi is his and is a betrothal gift for mother. Didn't we call him and grandpa also admitted that it is indeed Lin Du's. He just said so on purpose because he doesn't like him."

Lin Qing said indifferently, "Even if it is Lin Du, it is still ours. He has the nerve to live in mother's house. Why can't we have the jade ruyi? There are so many other things. It's impossible to give them all to that bastard. Even if we destroy, smash and burn them, Lin's father, Hu Zhi and the bastard will not get a penny."

Lin Jia stopped talking. She hated her biological father.

"What are you going to do now?"

"They've wasted so much effort, just to get me to send the jade ruyi to Yubaozhai, but I just don't do what they want."

Lin Jia held the jade ruyi, and the color changed from the green color that made people happy to see it to this strange gray-blue color that made people feel uncomfortable.

Lin Qing rolled her eyes and said, "I'll go and settle the score with them."

When she went to the villa, Lin Du and Hu Zhi naturally denied it, and said that Lin Qing had changed the things and deliberately deceived them. 蕗

But at the same time, she was cursing in her heart.

Shouldn't I go to Yubaozhai?

Why did she come to them?

Lin Qing held up the unrecognizable jade ruyi and said, "If it's not you, then who else could it be?"

Without waiting for Hu Zhi to say anything, she suddenly slapped her head and said as if she had suddenly realized something, "I remember now. I showed this to someone and he touched it for a long time. Could it be that he tampered with it?"


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