Chapter 117: Don't Follow Me
Song Yiran just pinched Zhao Xiaodong's pulse, everything was ready, wouldn't it be a waste of food if he didn't eat it? Zhao Xiaodong couldn't do this kind of thing.
While Zhao Xiaodong took the chopsticks, he also glared at Song Yiran.
Song Yiran smiled and picked up chopsticks to eat.
He had already eaten before picking up treasures, and Song Yiran was mainly afraid that Zhao Xiaodong would feel distressed when he saw him feeding Baobao and eating meat, so he let the little guy eat and drink enough in advance.
It is very well-behaved, and it does not bark, so it finds a place to lie on its stomach, as if it has adapted to the new environment at once.
Zhao Xiaodong was so hungry that he didn't have any leisure in the afternoon, and he was so tired that his old waist couldn't straighten up.
The two of them swept all the food on the table into their stomachs, and then put down their chopsticks contentedly.
"Oh, this oily meal is different!" Zhao Xiaodong said with emotion: "There is a reason to spend money!"
Song Yiran said while cleaning up the bowls: "Yes, I said it a long time ago, the province of the province, and the province that should not be the province." This thing hasn't eaten into other people's stomachs, and there is oil and water in the stomach, so the body can be better!"
There was nothing wrong with this, and Zhao Xiaodong couldn't refute it.
"You leave it here, I'll clean it up. ”
"No, auntie, you make a nest for picking up treasures!" Song Yiran said: "I have a padded jacket from my childhood, and I don't plan to ask for it......"
"It's full of good cotton!" Zhao Xiaodong grinned in distress, "You kid, everything is a disaster." "If the clothes are small, you can still take out the cotton!
Song Yiran simply went outside to brush the dishes with an expressionless face! Anyway, never discuss the issue of living a thrifty life with Zhao Xiaodong, because you never know why she has the ability to have a seizure at any time.
In the end, this kennel is still made.
Zhao Xiaodong's hands are very skillful, and he found a few branches in the unwanted waste basket to fix it, and it became very strong. The size is very appropriate, spread a layer of sun-dried corn husk inside, and then disassemble the padded jacket that Song Yiran didn't want, spread it on top, and a simple kennel is ready.
"Not bad, not bad. Song Yiran put the kennel in the corner and put the treasure in, "This is your kennel, see what's going on?"
Picking up treasure was already familiar with the smell on the cotton jacket, so it was quite satisfied with this nest, and after smelling it a few times, it went straight into it, curled up in a ball, and seemed to be directly ready to sleep.
"Where did you pick it up, what kind of dog is this?"
Song Yiran shook his head, "I was afraid that it would freeze to death, so I took it back directly." It doesn't matter what breed it is, it's always wrong to take care of the house, and if you grow up, you can still go up the mountain with me to herd cattle! ”
"It's really!" Zhao Xiaodong thought deeply, "By the way, how are you staying in the town?"
"It's good, Sister Huihui also took me to the bathhouse to take a bath!"
Zhao Xiaodong felt that the child was not bad, "When she went to work, you were home alone, so why are you embarrassed to stay at home?"
"No, I'm going to the Hongguang Hotel with her!" Song Yiran showed Zhao Xiaodong very proudly, "Auntie, now that the Hongguang Hotel has signed a contract with me, let me go and deliver game, rabbits, pheasants, or anything every three days! ”
"Mom! Pork is only seven cents!" Zhao Xiaodong was surprised, "This price is not low!Ah, by the way, what is the contract?"
"It's a kind of guarantee, which proves that the hotel reasonably and legally buys these things from me, and I am providing a source of goods for others, not counting the investment ~~machine~~pour~~. There is also the big red official seal of other people's restaurants on it!" Song Yiran took out Quan Tong and showed it to Zhao Xiaodong.
Zhao Xiaodong was overjoyed, although she didn't know a few words, but the big red official seal would not be wrong!
"It's good that I've been worried about this, I'm afraid that if someone finds out you're hunting, they'll tell you about it. Zhao Xiaodong choked on the contract in his hand, "You hurry up and put it away, this is your talisman!"
"That's right, but I think it's better to hide it first!" Song Yiran discussed with Zhao Xiaodong, "Do you think, there are a lot of people who love pink eye! If you let others know that we have made money, we must not make a fuss? The friendship between Gao Dashan and Chai Xiaofen will also run out!"
Zhao Xiaodong couldn't help but nodded, "You're right to think so! I'm really relieved now, your kid has grown up, even if I'm not by my side in the future, I won't worry about you anymore." ”
"Auntie!"
The more he talked about this topic, the more sad he became, Zhao Xiaodong patted Song Yiran's hand, "I'm going back, you just came back, take a good rest, don't forget to find the captain tomorrow to take a vacation." ”
"You stay here, and we'll go together tomorrow morning. ”
"No, it's not dark yet, so I'll take advantage of this light to go back. ”
Song Yiran had no choice but to send Zhao Xiaodong out of the door, watching her figure disappear from his sight little by little, then he turned around and closed the door and went back to the back room to clean up.
The things in the house were in order, there was nothing to clean up at all, and what Song Yiran wanted to clean up was the suitcase of Old Man Song.
The diary in the suitcase is what Song Yiran is most interested in, it can allow him to better understand the life of Master Song, and maybe there are any clues about that Mr. Dai in it.
Song Yiran opened the first page of the diary and found that the date on it was the day half a year before the Song family's accident. She couldn't wait to read it, but unfortunately most of the content in it was some daily trivialities, and nothing important was recorded.
Song Yiran read a few pages and didn't let go of a word, but the more he looked, the more sleepy he became, and his eyes were a little dry. She sighed and closed the journal in her hand, intending to rest. Anyway, the diary is in hand, so she is not in a hurry to study it slowly! She received the diary into the space, burrowed into the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.
Nothing was said all night.
Early the next morning, Song Yiran got up early to wash, ate breakfast, fed the treasure, took the half catty of peanut candy bought for the Gao family, cleaned up a little, and she was ready to go to work with the treasure pick-up.
It's just that I didn't expect to meet Qi Zaohua halfway, and there was a man behind her. The man was visibly ill-intentioned, looking at her as if he were staring at a piece of fat.
"Ah, isn't this Miss Song, what a coincidence!" Qi Zaohua stepped forward to talk.
Skillful?
Where in the world are there so many coincidences!
Song Yiran looked Qi Zaohua up and down, "Yes, it's quite a coincidence." "She's waiting for herself here, isn't she?
"Well, where have you been these days, why haven't you seen you?"
Song Yiran crossed the Qi jujube flower and walked towards the field.
"Hey!" Qi Zaohua hurriedly followed, "You, you haven't said it yet, where have you been these days?"
"What's the matter with you?" Song Yiran stopped and said to Qi Zaohua: "Don't follow me, it's annoying." ”