Hong Liye has already asked people to draw up the contract.

Contracts in these years were far less regulated than in later generations, as many laws and regulations had not yet been introduced, so they seemed a little simple and sloppy. Fortunately, this was not a big business in the first place, but it was just a process, so as not to be caught.

"You see, if it's not a problem, just sign it. "The contract is in duplicate, and it has been stamped with the big red official seal of the Red Light Hotel.

Song Yiran took the pen and signed his name in the lower right corner. She deliberately wrote the font squarely, trying to learn a child's immature handwriting. However, it doesn't look like a god, Hong Liye can still see it at a glance, Song Yiran's words are chic and neat, and there is a hidden edge.

Words are like people!

"Okay, this is your contract, you take it, this is today's money. ”

Song Yiran put the contract and money into his arms, "Three days later, I'll send some wild meat over." ”

"Okay!" Hong Liye said: "You kid is too calm, I'm lucky to have you today, otherwise, I don't know how big the matter will be!"

"You have won the award!" Song Yiran knew in his heart that it was no accident that Hong Liye was able to climb to the position of manager. Zhou Huihui is his niece, and he cares about it, and it is inevitable that he will ignore some problems. If this happened to someone else, I'm afraid he would have dealt with it a long time ago.

At this moment, Zhou Huihui knocked on the door and walked in, "Uncle, can I take half a day off?"

Hong Liye only thought that she was in a bad mood, and said without thinking about it: "Okay, you talk to the people at the counter and let them do it for you." ”

"Uh!" Zhou Huihui asked Song Yiran with her eyes, is it over?

"That, Manager Hong, I'm done with my errands, so I'll leave first!"

Hong Liye knew that Song Yiran was uncomfortable, although he had said before that he would call himself uncle like Zhou Huihui, but this kid was tender and couldn't be called, so he naturally wouldn't force it.

"Okay, Huihui, you send Xiao Ran for me. ”

Zhou Huihui nodded, pulled Song Yiran downstairs, said hello to the waiter at the counter, and left the Hongguang Hotel with Song Yiran.

"You come home with me first, I'll take my things, and we'll go over again. ”

Song Yiran nodded, "What should I do if I pick up treasures?"

"Lock the house, such a puppy can't get into trouble. ”

"That'll do!"

The two of them walked forward briskly and soon came to Zhou Huihui's house.

Zhou Huihui's family is not a large population, the whole family of five lives in a separate courtyard, and there are three brick houses in the house. Although the area of the yard is not very large, compared with those who live in a large courtyard, the Zhou family is already a very comfortable family.

The yard is cleaned up and everything is well organized, so that as soon as people enter the yard, they can feel that the owner of this house is a person who likes to be clean and tidy very much.

In addition to her parents, Zhou Huihui also has a pair of twin brothers, both of whom are in school. At this time, Zhou's father and Zhou's mother were both in the unit, so there was no one at home. Zhou Huihui took out the key, opened the door, and let Song Yiran enter the house.

Song Yiran put the basket at the door of the stove and followed Zhou Huihui into her boudoir.

A very small room, very warmly furnished, hanging a piece of floral cloth curtain at the door, although the curtain is very old, have faded, but washed clean. There is a small kang in the room, which can only accommodate two people to rest, and there is a square bed on top of it.

There was an old box in the house with a small mirror, a comb, and two boxes of cookies and stuff like that. The whole room is not big, it should be spaced out, but every part of the room reveals a bit of delicacy and care, and it can be seen that the owner of the boudoir is a girl who likes to be clean and neat.

"Xiao Ran, you can sit casually!"

"Sister Huihui, is it appropriate to pick up treasures at home?"

Zhou Huihui probed and said, "Why is it inappropriate, are you still worried that your dog will be bullied!?"

Song Yiran couldn't cry or laugh, "I'm afraid that it will make trouble at home." "In fact, picking up treasures is very well-behaved, probably because of the bloodline, it has its own arrogance, usually does not scream, let alone bite, and in the two things of stinky and water, no one has to worry about it at all. No one had taught it either, but it knew how to deal with it on its own, which made Song Yiran extremely happy.

It saves a lot of heart!

"What's that fear, who hasn't had a cat or a dog. Zhou Huihui said: "I see that your dog is still well-behaved, and if you take a bath, nothing will happen." ”

Song Yiran nodded, and just instructed him to pick up the treasure a few words, which was nothing more than to let it behave well, not to bite the things in the house, not to run around, not to put water indiscriminately, and so on......

Zhou Huihui rolled her eyes when she heard it, what can such a big puppy understand!

The two of them cleaned up and went to the only bathhouse in town.

Hujiazhen is too small, and there are no big factories, so there is only one bathhouse. Every Monday, Wednesday and Friday, the male guests are entertained, and on the Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday, only the female guests are entertained, and the Sunday is closed.

In these years, people's thinking is relatively conservative, and there are small cubicles in the bath, which can be regarded as a way to protect privacy. When they arrived at the bathhouse, no one would make a loud noise or talk about the trouble, and they all wished that they could finish washing in ten minutes and leave this embarrassing place quickly.

Song Yiran happily took a hot bath, almost rubbing off a layer of skin from top to bottom of his body! The original owner's small body doesn't know how long it has been since he took a good bath, and the scene of taking a bath should not be too scary! Song Yiran rubbed it with a towel three times and hit the soap three times, which can be regarded as barely qualified.

She washed quickly, and it was still a habit she developed when she was ~ a soldier, so even if she washed it three times, it was not much slower than Zhou Huihui, and the two went out of the bathroom one after the other and went back to Zhou Huihui's house together.

When he saw Song Yiran coming back, he immediately pounced and kept wandering around her feet. Song Yiran checked it and found that he was not mischievous when picking up treasures, and he used a little food and water for it before leaving, which was very well-behaved.

"I said it's okay!" Zhou Huihui put her change of clothes into the basin, "I'll go wash the clothes, you can sit for a while." ”

Song Yiran nodded, and took out a dry towel to wipe his hair while there was no one around.

The towels and soap used in the bath before were all prepared by Zhou Huihui, and Zhou Huihui also gave these things to Song Yiran very generously. Song Yiran is not a greedy person, all the materials in this person's era are very expensive, even if it is an old towel or a small piece of soap, it is a very rare thing, she inherits Zhou Huihui's love, and naturally wants to give her a gift back.

In her space, in addition to medicinal herbs, there are those yellow and white things that she picked up at the scrapyard before, and then there are prey.

Otherwise, she'll prepare a pheasant!