Song Yiyi couldn't help but wonder if he had marinated it well.
It's almost summer.
There were a lot of people following behind the two of them, and the scene looked like a leadership inspection.
Song Yiyi wanted to pretend not to know him and slip away, but before she could lift her foot, she was stopped by Gu Heng.
"Yiyi."
His kindness.
Song Yiyi had no choice but to turn around and pretend to be surprised and said, "Uncle Gu, why are you here?"
Gu Heng smiled gently: "Just take a look around."
He rummaged in his jacket pocket for a while, took out a red paper package, and handed it to Song Yiyi: "Here, I promised you yesterday."
Song Yiyi was stunned for a moment, then quickly waved her hands: "No, no, no, Uncle Gu, I can't accept this."
She thought that the meeting gift Gu Heng mentioned yesterday was just a courtesy.
Who knew he was really prepared?
Now it seems that Gu Chengze not only looks like his father, but also inherited his personality perfectly.
Gu Heng wanted to say something else, but Cen Yue, who was standing beside him, spoke up: "Uncle Gu gives it to you, just take it."
Song Yiyi: “…”
Ask him to talk more!
Like a thousand-year-old icicle.
Gu Heng held the red paper package in his hand and extended it towards Song Yiyi. "Yiyi, take it. This is a gift from your uncle. You are my elder brother Chengze. Logically speaking, I am also your relative."
Coming from Gu Heng's mouth, these words did not offend anyone at all.
He seemed sincere.
The people following Gu Heng were all wearing military uniforms, and they all looked at Song Yiyi.
In public, Song Yiyi couldn't refuse Gu Heng's face, so she took it with both hands.
"Thank you, Uncle Gu."
Gu Heng curved his lips, his demeanor elegant and easygoing, "Uncle has been in the courtyard recently, let Cheng Ze bring you over to play someday."
Song Yiyi nodded, "Okay."
Gu Heng and his group left.
Wherever they went, they would stop and look.
The person behind Gu Heng would bend over and say something to him.
Song Yiyi took a look at it, put the red paper bag into her pocket, and continued walking back with the net bag.
But this time, she had just taken two steps when a young man ran out from the team in front and ran towards her.
"Comrade Song Yiyi?"
Song Yiyi nodded in confusion, "Yes."
The young man handed the oil-paper bag in his hand to her, "The political commissar gave it to you."
Song Yiyi didn't want to answer it and looked at the team in front.
Will Cen Yue give her something?
Could it be poison?
Seeing that she didn't move, the young man stuffed the thing into her arms, turned around and ran back.
"Comrade Song Yiyi, take it. I can't fall behind."
Cen Yue didn't look at Song Yiyi the whole time.
Song Yiyi had no choice but to go home carrying the oil-paper bag.
When she opened it, she almost screamed.
It turned out to be red wild strawberries!
Although they are not as big as the mutated strawberries of later generations, they still smell sweet.
Song Yiyi couldn't wait to pick one up and put it in her mouth.
That’s the taste!
It’s really a relief when someone gives you a pillow when you feel sleepy.
Song Yiyi praised Cen Yue a hundred times in her heart in an instant, and his cold face gradually softened.
Song Huihui and Cai Mengjun are taking a nap.
Song Yiyi was busy in the kitchen.
Since there was no cream, she planned to churn it out manually with an egg yolk.
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