The Ray father and son did not return for the night.

At breakfast the next day, the two men pushed open the door of the Lei family's courtyard and entered the house with a tired face.

Lei Qianjun is okay, he has the mental method taught to him by Song Yiran, he has drunk fairy water to change his physique, and occasionally soaks in a medicinal bath to quench his body. Even if he didn't sleep all night, he didn't show any fatigue, and he still seemed to be in good spirits.

Lei Jun can't do it, he is old after all, there is obvious cyan under his eyes, and the gray of his temples seems to be a little more, and the whole person looks very tired. He smelled of smoke on his body, went into the house to change his clothes, washed up briefly, and sat down at the table to prepare breakfast.

Song Yiran thought about it, turned around and went to the corner cabinet to take the tea caddy, and made a cup of tea for Lei Jun.

A little bit of blended fairy water was added to the teacup, which could not only relieve Lei Jun's fatigue, but also improve his physique quietly, in short, his reaction after drinking it should be much smaller than Xu Yinghong and Lei Qianjun, after all, Song Yiran had already learned to be obedient, and he didn't dare to put too much fairy water, and he couldn't blend it.

Lei Jun thanked him, picked up the water in the teacup and took a sip.

The water is very sweet, and it also has a bit of tea fragrance, which makes Lei Jun's tired face look a lot better.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Lei Jun felt that his originally groggy head was much clearer, and the fatigue caused by staying up late had disappeared a lot.

It's kind of magical.

"Look at what you have become, you can't become a fat man in one bite, since you returned to the capital, how much weight have you lost and how much you have aged, do you know yourself?" Xu Yinghong gave Lei Jun porridge while chattering about him.

Lei Jun didn't refute either, took the porridge with a smile, drank a mouthful of chicken and mushroom porridge, and then sandwiched a crispy cucumber pickle with chopsticks, and suddenly felt an appetite!

Well, the usual food has become delicious.

After Lei Jun was full, he decided to get a good night's sleep. Since he returned to the capital, he has been busy preparing for the construction without untying his clothes, sometimes turning in a row, and staying up for three or five days, and his body is really unbearable.

After formulating the matter of investigating Shen Wenjun yesterday, he sorted out a few important thoughts with the help of his son. Lei Jun is now a rare leisure and relaxation, so he just goes home to rest and sleep well.

Xu Yinghong naturally agreed with both hands for this decision, she took care of Lei Jun at home, asked Lei Qianjun to accompany Song Yiran to see Mrs. Zeng, and instructed: "You accompany Ran Ran to pick out some gifts, don't come to the door empty-handed." ”

Lei Qianjun nodded.

Song Yiran took his small bag...... It's not the one made of floral cloth before, but a small leather bag, a new style in a department store, which is said to be the most popular new style at the moment.

As soon as someone carried it on the street, Lei Qianjun went to buy one for her, and picked a particularly pink color. When Song Yiran first started to carry it, she was nervous in her heart! She seriously suspected that she was pretending to be tender. But after a long time, she got used to it, who made her thick-skinned! Lei Yingying said that she looked good on her back, so she continued to carry it, that was a piece of her fiancé's heart.

From Song Yiran's point of view, in fact, this bag is the envelope bag of later generations, and it is said that fashion is a reincarnation, and it is true.

The two of them walked out of the compound and walked slowly in the alley.

"What do you want to send the old lady?"

"You don't have to buy it, if you take something, it seems too deliberate. Song Yiran put a small object in Lei Qianjun's hand, "Just have this." ”

Wrapped in oiled paper, Lei Qianjun didn't know what was inside, "What is this." ”

Song Yiran said a little embarrassedly: "What's in the flower pot! Oh, didn't I just see it, I just stood at the door for a long time, and then I chatted with the old lady." When she gave me the triangular plum, I still refused to come. ”

"Ha~" Lei Qianjun chuckled lightly and stuffed things into Song Yiran's bag, "What's inside?"

"The seal, Tian Huangshi's, is old and valuable. "There are also reliefs on it, which is a good thing that can be put up for auction for 30 years.

Lei Qianjun looked at Song Yiran's painful face, and couldn't help but laugh secretly, he was really fascinated by money.

"If you like it, keep it! It's the same if you buy something else. ”

Song Yiran shook his head, "That's not good, in that case, it's too deliberate." You know what a coincidence is? What about me, I inadvertently got a pot of triangular plums, inadvertently found the seal, and inadvertently returned it, you know?"

Lei Qianjun shook his head, "I don't know, anyway, I'm just going with you, you can do whatever you want!"

That's a lot of grandiose words!

Song Yiran smiled, and couldn't help but ask him: "Are you sleepy, didn't you sleep last night?"

"I'm not sleepy, I'm in good spirits!Hey, isn't the cup of tea I made for my dad in the morning greasy?" At the end, his voice was low, for fear of being heard by others.

"Well, it's small, it's a little effective, and it doesn't make people react too much. ”

Lei Qianjun inexplicably remembered that when he was in Haishi, he ran out of the public toilet with filth, and was mistaken by the uncle for falling into the manure pit.

As soon as Song Yiran saw his face, she guessed what he was thinking, and couldn't help laughing, she would never forget the events of that day in her life. It's so interesting.

Lei Qianjun couldn't help but stretch out his hand and twisted it lightly on Song Yiran's face, "Let's see how I clean you up after I get married." ”

Song Yiran's old face turned red, and he simply became a monkey fart~ share.

The two of them talked and laughed, and soon came to the courtyard of the old lady Zeng.

The yard is an idyllic scene, with flowers and grass, so comfortable.

Song Yiran was envious of his real name, and said quietly: "I like such a house with a yard." "It's nice to also have a swimming pool, with grass and two big dogs to run around on the grass.

Girl, are you sure you want a house with a yard, not a villa?

Aunt Zeng heard the movement and walked out, and when she saw Song Yiran, she was pleasantly surprised: "Eh, little girl, are you here again?"

Song Yiran was a little embarrassed, "Auntie, I'm sorry." ”

"It's okay, I'm a lonely old woman, I wish someone would come and talk to me. Her gaze fell on Lei Qianjun's body, "This is also your cousin? ”

Song Yiran couldn't cry or laugh, "This is my fiancé." ”

"What a blessing the young man! Come on, come on, sit down, you're welcome. ”

"Little girl, you're here again today, what's the matter?"

Song Yiran sighed in pain, then opened the bag, took out the wrapped seal from it, and handed it to Mrs. Zeng.

"Yesterday I took the flower back and changed the pot, and I found it in the dirt. Song Yiran said sincerely: "It's so deep, I'm afraid it's a very important thing, I don't dare to open it and look at it, so I hurriedly sent it to you." ”

In other words, my heart is dripping blood!

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