Chapter 82 The long-lost voice
When they got home at night, little Asheng was still in tears. In the end, he hugged Song Yunuan and said with a choked voice: "Sister, if I can go with you, I can still help you."
Song Yunuan hesitated for a moment.
Little Asheng took advantage of the victory and said: "Sister, I promise to be obedient. I can still take care of myself. By the way, except for cooking, I can do everything else, such as farming, catching insects, cutting grass and feeding horses. You are not as good as me."
Children of poor people have to take care of themselves early.
Song Yunuan was embarrassed.
Yes, when it comes to farm work and housework, she is a waste, not as good as Asheng.
She can't even tell wheat from weeds.
Little Asheng said again: "Sister, I know you want to protect me and don't want others to know, but I just went to play with you, no one knows." Su
"Sister, wuwu... I really want to go out and play with you."
"Okay, don't cry, I'll take you."
So, Song Yunuan decided to take her brother with her, but she didn't expect that there was a call from the brigade, saying that Ji Lao also wanted to take Yingying, and asked Song Yunuan if she wanted to take Asheng.
So, the Song family had to agree.
Asheng is sensible and self-reliant. It's actually very worry-free to take him with you, except for giving him food and not letting him be kidnapped.
Especially in this season, traveling is like traveling.
Things were packed quickly, almost filled a large bag, Song Yunuan carried a shoulder bag, and Asheng carried a newly made backpack. Su
Made of thick fabric.
Also made one for Yingying.
This time it was a group action, with Ji Lao accompanying them, and a special car to pick them up, so they brought a lot of money with them.
Yesterday, the Song family members acted separately and sold a total of 1,079 yuan.
Old Mrs. Song made up her mind and gave Song Yunuan 500 yuan, so she had 1,100 yuan in her hand.
1,100 yuan, all in ten-yuan notes, didn't take up much space.
The remaining 100 yuan was change. Su
If you give her more, Song Yunuan won't take it.
Even if she digs out something, she won't sell it.
To be honest, Song Yunuan really brought a lot of money when she went out.
Old Mrs. Song gave a lot of instructions, and when she saw the car coming to pick up Xiao Nuan and A Sheng, she felt relieved.
It was all military vehicles, and there were soldiers escorting them, so she was really relieved.
Not to mention Ji Lao.
There is no child who doesn't like to go out and play. Ah Sheng was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth.
On the way, Song Yu Nuan asked Ji Lao if he had seen the jade ruyi in Lin Qing's hand?
Ji Lao nodded: "I saw it. It is the best jade. I heard from Lin Qing that her grandfather asked Ah Zhong to bring it to her. He said it was an heirloom of the Wei family. It should have been given to Lin Qing's mother. Unfortunately, Lin Qing's mother was disobedient and insisted on marrying Lin Du. As a result, she ended up committing suicide due to depression. Now I give it to her and let her keep it well. It can be regarded as a thought."
"How much is it worth now?"
"It's hard to say, it won't be less than 100,000."
Song Yu Nuan smiled: "Grandpa Ji, what do you do? Aren't you a little bit unfocused."
Grandpa Ji glared at her: "What's the matter, don't you like me being a jack of all trades?"
"Then can't a general who wields a sword and gallops a horse write poetry and paint?" Su
"Can't a cook who cooks play the piano?"
After a burst of output, Song Yu Nuan immediately shut up.
Then her attention was attracted by the two children.
It was easy and pleasant to take these children who were more self-reliant than her out.
The smart and cute cute kids made her very happy on the way.
Just like this, they arrived at the provincial capital of Hecheng.
The two groups of people gathered here. Su
In the guesthouse of the provincial capital of Hecheng, Song Yu Nuan saw Gu Huaian sitting in the lobby and looking down at the documents.
[Oh my little brother, it's fate that we meet after thousands of miles! ]
The long-lost voice echoed in Gu Huaian's heart.
I thought we would never see each other again in this life, but I never expected that we would meet again in less than a month.
Although I hated him in my heart, Gu Huaian, with his elegant face, still had a gentle smile in his eyes.
The little girl was still the same.
She said the happiest words with the most serious expression.
[Brother, what are you doing here? ]
[Is it to meet me by chance? ]
[By the way, let me tell you something. ]
But at this moment, the joyful voice stopped abruptly.
Mr. Ji stood in the hall and waved to Gu Huaian who had stood up. His voice was very friendly and casual: "Huaian, come here."
Gu Huaian put down the documents in his hand, walked over slowly, and glanced at Song Yu Nuan who was standing aside pretending to be a stranger.
What did she want to tell me? Su
There was no other sound at this time.
Gu Huaian said in a clear voice: "Mr. Ji, the rooms have been arranged. Do you want to go up with me to take a look?"
"Take Xiao Nuan and the other three upstairs first. After you are done, come down to the meeting. By the way, has Director Feng arrived?"
"He has arrived. He just went to the local archives."
The entire guesthouse has five floors and seems to have more than 50 rooms, all of which have been booked by these people.
Mr. Ji was right to worry. With this battle, it is almost the same as not mobilizing a large number of troops.
The relevant personnel of the museum, the archaeological research room specializing in the history of the Western Jin Dynasty, Gu Huaian is a professor in the history department of Beidu University, and he happens to be in this research group. Su
But he basically won't show up for such things.
Being a history professor was nothing more than a favor to someone. When he knew that Song Yunuan had written about this place, he took the initiative to ask to go there and found a lot of information.
What shocked him was that the more he studied, the more he felt that Song Yunuan's analysis made some sense.
Guards, security guards and military personnel were also accompanying him.
The local government naturally had to step in and set up a working group.
So, if nothing was found, such a large-scale mobilization would really be a joke.
The so-called warning to scare the tiger did not exist. Sue
Song Mingsheng looked up at Gu Huaian, whose face was gentle, and asked happily: "Should I call you uncle? Or should I call you big brother?"
Gu Huaian: "What do you mean?"
"That Uncle Chu wouldn't let me call him brother."
Gu Huaian pulled the corner of his mouth: "It's up to you."
"You're so pretty, I still want to call you big brother."
Gu Huaian saw Song Yunuan chuckle and asked: "Why did you bring Ah Sheng here?"
"My family was very busy and no one was looking after him. Mainly, he cried too hard, so I had to bring him here. It just so happened that Yingying was also alone, so the two children were keeping each other company." Sue
Gu Huaian nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
He held Asheng's hand and told Song Yunuan that he would take Asheng to the bathroom to wash up, and when Song Yunuan was done, they would go to the conference room to gather.
Yingying was taken into the room by Song Yunuan.
After they were done and went downstairs, Yingying and Asheng had someone to take care of them. Both children were precocious and did not need adults to worry about them at all.
Song Yunuan followed Gu Huaian into the conference room on the first floor.
When they came in, the room was almost full.
Mr. Ji nodded to Song Yunuan and Gu Huaian, and without introducing them, he went straight to the content of the meeting. Su
After hearing the last part, Song Yunuan understood and ignored the role of her letter.
At this time, Gu Huaian and Song Yunuan sat together, and like Mr. Ji, they were members of the entourage.
But they were not in a dominant position.
Gu Huaian, who was sitting next to Song Yunuan, sat upright, with a noble air. When he saw Song Yunuan looking at him, he curled his lips at her.
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