Tang Junhe heard the voice behind him and pursed his lips. He finally stopped and waited for her to catch up before asking another question.
"Are you staying for the New Year?"
Song Zhi heard the threatening intention revealed in his tone and curled her lips speechlessly.
"I'm going home for the New Year."
She replied angrily.
"But it will take two days."
She had never planned to stay for the New Year, but since Ran Qiu had not yet responded, she had no choice but to stay and wait.
Tang Junhe didn't ask the reason, he probably could guess a little.
Most likely, Ran Qiu was reluctant to accept her help.
Song Zhi kicked the snow at his feet and felt a little depressed.
Originally, she was full of confidence that Ran Qiu would not stubbornly refuse. After all, moving the household registration to the capital would be beneficial to both him and the three little ones.
But now two or three days have passed and Ran Qiu still hasn't given in, which makes Song Zhi feel a little uneasy.
Ran Qiu wouldn't really reject her proposal, right?
She frowned slightly.
At this moment, a pile of snow suddenly appeared at her feet. The snow hit her feet and scattered, covering her shoes.
When she looked up, she saw that Tang Junhe was holding a snowball in his hand.
Song Zhi glared at Tang Junhe angrily.
"Tang Junhe, you are so childish!"
Having said that, the next second she made a snowball and threw it towards Tang Junhe.
The two of them went back and forth, but neither of them gained much benefit.
When Ran Qiu found them out, he saw that they were all covered with fine snowflakes, especially Song Zhi, who even had some on her head.
She put her hands on her hips, panting, the fine hair on her forehead was soaked with sweat, and her pretty little face was now flushed red with heat.
Ran Qiu's eyes darkened slightly, and he clenched his hands slightly at his side.
"It's time to eat."
He shouted at the two of them in a deep voice.
"good."
Song Zhi responded quickly.
Then he lowered his head and patted the snow off his body, stomped his feet to shake off some of the snow on his shoes, and then followed Ran Qiu back home.
Tang Junhe followed her silently, and seeing that her ponytail was also covered with snow, he couldn't help but reach out and sweep it away for her.
Noticing his movements, Song Zhi subconsciously dodged to the side.
"I can do it myself."
She raised her hand and quickly brushed the snow off her head.
When they returned to Ran Qiu's house, the three little guys had already brought the food to the table.
The three little kids were sitting on the stools obediently, waiting for them eagerly.
When they saw Song Zhi, they all called her sister sweetly.
Song Zhi responded and rubbed their heads lovingly.
After they sat down, Ran Qiu suddenly walked towards the yard.
"Ran Qiu, don't you want to eat?"
Song Zhi asked curiously.
Ran Qiu did not answer, but walked to the old jujube tree in the yard, and soon dug out a jar of wine from it.
He came back with the wine jar and spoke to everyone.
"This is the daughter's red wine buried by my parents."
As he said that, he asked Dabao to get the cup.
"Dabao, go get some cups."
Dabao responded obediently and jumped off the stool. After a while, he took out three cups from the kitchen.
Ran Qiu had already opened the lid of the wine jar. As soon as he opened a small corner, the rich aroma of wine spread out.
Song Zhi smelled the extremely rich aroma of the wine and knew that the wine was quite old. Moreover, it was a daughter's red wine, so the meaning of this wine was extraordinary.
When Ran Qiu was about to pour them some wine, Song Zhi raised his hand to block it.
"This wine should be for you to drink when you get married."
She quipped.
"If we drink now, what will you do if you don't have wine when you get married?"
Ran Qiu smiled indifferently, moved her hand away, and poured a large glass for each of the three of them.
"It doesn't matter. I may never get married in my lifetime."
After saying this, he glanced at the three little ones who were feasting on their food and added, "I already have three children, so it doesn't matter if I don't get married."
Upon hearing this, Song Zhi and Tang Junhe said nothing.
The wine has been poured out, it would be a waste not to drink it.
Song Zhi didn't notice that Ran Qiu's gaze was lingering on her.
Song Zhi had never tasted the daughter's red wine which was more than 20 years old. Smelling the mellow aroma of the wine, she licked her tongue lightly and couldn't help but pick up the glass and took a sip.
After just one sip, her little face instantly flushed and she felt a little dizzy.
Twenty-year-old daughter's red wine is indeed extraordinary.
Song Zhi sighed in his heart.
She quickly put down the wine glass. She had to take it slow before drinking, otherwise she would be drunk before she took even two sips.
"You never know. Maybe you don't want to get married and have children now, but you might want to in the future."
She raised her head and found Ran Qiu looking at her, then smiled and said.
"Maybe I'll meet someone I like in college."
As he spoke, Song Zhi thought about how Ran Qiu in his previous life didn't seem to have married or had children, and when he was finally shot, it was only him and Dabao and the others.
Song Zhi looked at Ran Qiu carefully for a few times. Seeing that he looked cold and aloof, it seemed that he really didn't like the opposite sex.
At this time, Ran Qiu said with a firm face: "No."
Song Zhi heard his confident tone and looked at him suspiciously.
"Why are you so sure?"
This time, Ran Qiu just smiled and didn't answer.
Hearing this, Tang Junhe sneered.
He knew exactly what Ran Qiu was thinking.
The wine was twenty years old and had a very high alcohol content. The three of them only drank a small glass and didn't dare to drink any more.
Song Zhi knew her alcohol tolerance, so she only drank half a cup and gave the rest to Tang Junhe and Ran Qiu.
But even so, her face was still flushed from drinking. In contrast, Tang Junhe and Ran Qiu looked normal, as if nothing had happened.
Song Zhi frowned in confusion.
She was not surprised that Tang Junhe was fine.
But Ran Qiu usually doesn't drink at all, and the last time it was her birthday, he got drunk after just a few drinks. Why did he suddenly drink more today?
After they finished drinking, the three little guys came over and cleaned up the dishes very attentively.
After Ran Qiu helped wash the dishes, he suddenly took a deep breath and said to Song Zhi.
"I've made up my mind. I want Dabao and the others to go to the capital to study and receive a better education."
Hearing this, Song Zhi was stunned for a moment before she reacted. She stood up happily.
"Great, I'll go buy the train ticket now."
As she spoke, she gestured with her finger.
"Buy five tickets, and let's go back to my house for the New Year. My dad misses you too."
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