Liu Shuili sent Song Yiran to the gate of the compound, still holding the pot of triangular plum in his hand.

Is this flower so beautiful? It was almost bald, and she stood at the gate of the courtyard and watched it for a long time. For this pot of flowers, I coaxed the old lady to talk about homely things and listened to stories all morning.

Song Yiran has clairvoyance, but he doesn't have mind reading skills, so he doesn't know that Liu Shuili secretly criticizes her in his heart at this moment.

"Brother Liu, thank you so much today, go in and sit? It's so hot, drink saliva and leave!"

Liu Shuili put the triangle plum on the ground, and said very politely: "I won't go in, the things are here, you can ask the guards to help move in." ”

Song Yiran thought for a moment, "Okay, thank you today." After speaking, she bent down, directly hugged Triangle Mei in her arms, took out her ID from her pocket, and let the guards standing guard at the door take a look.

The guards saluted Song Yiran, which was considered to be a release.

Song Yiran put the documents away, turned around and waved at Liu Shuili, and then turned around and walked inside.

Liu Shuili couldn't cry or laugh, and dared to hug the pot of flowers as if he was playing.

Song Yiran returned home, but found that there was no one at home, only the little second goods of Treasure Picking Up was at home.

Seeing that she was back, Shibao ran over with joy and followed behind Song Yiran with a swagger. Song Yiran changed his shoes, carried the Triangle Plum to his room, locked the door, closed the curtains, and then hugged the Triangle Plum and entered the space with the treasure.

As soon as he returned to the space, it was like returning to his own lair, and he ran so much that he was happy.

Song Yiran didn't have time to take care of it, so he found a pair of old gloves in the warehouse of the cabin and found a small shovel. She put on her gloves and carefully used a shovel to loosen the soil for the triangle plum, shoveled the soil ball small, and pulled it out of the basin little by little. Breaking up the soil at the roots, while trying not to hurt the root system of the triangular plum, Song Yiran successfully found the object wrapped in oiled paper and carefully took it out of the soil ball.

Touching the small oil paper bag, Song Yiran's heart was as sweet as eating honey, no matter what, this thing belonged to her in the end.

She quickly put the triangular plum back into the pot, put the cleaned potting soil back again, compacted the soil with a small shovel, and poured some water, and it was almost the same.

The triangular plum was given to her by the lady, and if she could, she hoped to raise this pot of flowers.

After getting the triangle plum, Song Yiran carefully picked up the oiled paper bag. The small rectangular seal, which has not yet been engraved, is already priceless, and it is normal for such a small thing to be sold for millions in future generations.

It's a pity that there is no word, if it is a celebrity badge, the price will be doubled several times.

Song Yiran cautiously opened the oil-paper bag, revealing the true face of Tian Huang Frozen Stone inside.

Beautiful, really beautiful.

Although I have seen this chapter with the perspective function for a long time, but after looking at it closely, I know more clearly what it means to be warm and greasy, with a distinct texture, and a texture like solidified honey.

Song Yiran found a small box and solemnly put the seal into it.

These things, in fact, are of little use to her. She doesn't know how to collect, if she wants money, she can find a few rich people, prick a few stitches, give them some fairy water that can prolong her life, and a lot of money will go into her pocket.

Again, she has to cover up the things left by her ancestors, keep a few things that she likes to inherit in the future, and donate the rest to the country.

Song Yiran lightly touched the small box twice, shouted outside, picked up the treasure and heard the movement, and ran back in a few steps.

Song Yiran hugged the triangle plum and pulled the dog out of the space.

The family hasn't come back yet, and they don't know where they went, so Song Yiran put the triangle plum in the yard and let it bask in the sun. This flower likes the sun, but in the winter it has to be moved into the house and raised.

The courtyard door was pushed open, Xu Yinghong and Lei Yingying walked into the courtyard one after the other, the mother and daughter were holding several bags in their hands, and the weight was not light.

"Hey, sister-in-law, are you back?

Song Yiran got up and said, "I don't know, we will split up in the morning, and we should come back in a while! Auntie, why do you buy so many things?"

"This is not to go back to the old house, you can't be empty-handed!" Xu Yinghong was not very ambitious, and was obviously resistant to returning to the old house.

But she knew in her heart that as long as the old man was alive, the matter of returning to the old mansion was not something she could refuse. In the past, their family was in Haishi, and the emperor was far away, and there was nothing if they didn't want to go back. Now that they have all returned to the capital, it will be a little impossible to say if they don't go back.

The three of them entered the house and put their things in turn.

"There's an extra pot of flowers in the yard, but where did it come from?"

"Triangle plum, I saw a lady in the alley, it was very interesting, her yard was full of flowers, especially beautiful. I talked to her for a while, and my aunt gave me this triangle plum, but I couldn't shirk it, so I had to move back. ”

As soon as Xu Yinghong heard that her daughter-in-law likes flowers, she suddenly had an idea, "You like potted plants, and we will raise a few more pots in the future." It's such a big place in the courtyard, and it can be placed. ”

Song Yiran poured Xu Yinghong a glass of water, "Don't be so troublesome, I'm also on a whim, when I go to school, I can come back once a week." ”

Hearing this, Xu Yinghong also sighed for a long time, she likes her daughter-in-law very much, and wishes she could stay at home with her every day! But her studies are also important, but she is still young, so she can't live in a daze!

"Are you two hungry, I'll cook some noodles, fry some egg sauce, let's eat some at noon!"

Lei Yingying raised her hands in agreement, "Mom, I'm hungry." "It's fun to go shopping, but you have to take it leisurely and take a leisurely stroll to be fun!

Shopping with Ms. Xu Yinghong, it was like a war, too tiring.

"Good, good. Xu Yinghong said: "If you want to eat it quickly, come over to help." ”

Song Yiran waved his hand, "I'll come, Yingying take a rest." ”

Lei Yingying almost didn't jump up, "Oh, my sister-in-law, it's still hello to you! These days, my mother may not be able to have a sister-in-law, the world has changed." ”

These words made Xu Yinghong cry and laugh.

Soon the noodles came out of the pan and the egg sauce was fried.

Song Yiran cut shredded cucumbers and chopped chives, and the three of them sat down to eat.

Eat a bowl of jajanjangmied noodles in the summer, and pair it with orange-flavored soda, and life is simply not too comfortable.

Halfway through the meal, Lei Qianjun came back.

"Brother Lei, have you eaten? There are still noodles in the pot, you wash your hands, I'll serve you some." ”

Lei Qianjun snorted, his eyes swept over the big bags in the living room, and asked, "Mom, are you out?"

Xu Yinghong put down her chopsticks and said helplessly: "Don't you have to buy something?" She didn't want people to pick on the etiquette, saying that she didn't know the etiquette.

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