In fact, the question Zhao Xiaodong wanted to ask was what she wanted to ask before, but she never asked. There was nothing to do after eating at this time, and it happened that Song Yiran was not there, so Zhao Xiaodong asked without hesitation.

"Xiao Lei, we also understood the situation in your family before, and now I want to ask, how old are you this year, what kind of work do you do!" Zhao Xiaodong was afraid that Song Yiran would cover up for Lei Qianjun, after all, the young man's previous relationship was immature and irrational, so she specially drove Song Yiran out to wash, and she and Hong Liye continued to interrogate Lei Qianjun.

"Auntie, there's nothing you can't ask, I'm a horse, five years older than Ranran! ”

I'm only five years older!

Zhao Xiaodong felt that this age difference was very good, she thought that the two of them were very different at first! Lei Qianjun didn't look old, but he gave people the feeling that he was too mature, as if he could solve everything in a hurry, as if he could solve everything in a hurry, and there was a sense of leadership, which gave people an illusion, as if there was a generation between him and Song Yiran.

Now that I heard that he was only five years older than Song Yiran, Zhao Xiaodong's heart was put down, which was acceptable.

"What do you do?"

Lei Qianjun thought for a while, "Well, it's not very convenient to say, the main thing is that the nature of my work is confidential. ”

Zhao Xiaodong was suddenly shocked.

Workers, drivers, teachers, doctors, salesmen, even case handlers, clerks, and clerks, don't need to keep secrets!

It must be the most important work of the state, so it is kept secret and cannot be said.

Zhao Xiaodong and Hong Liye glanced at each other, obviously they both believed Lei Qianjun's words. After all, a person's temperament can't be pretended, Lei Qianjun sits there, and it is the focus properly, such a person cannot be an ordinary person at all.

He is also generous, how can he buy so many things without financial ability!

"Do you work for the country?"

Lei Qianjun nodded, "But don't worry, my job is not dangerous, it's just busy." ”

Eighty percent is engaged in scientific construction!

Zhao Xiaodong didn't understand it very well, but she felt much more at ease at this time.

"It's good that there is no danger!" "The country has been established for so many years, what danger can there be! Besides, Lei Qianjun's family is not an ordinary family, and he must not let his son do dangerous things.

Zhao Xiaodong's idea is too simple, and she can't be blamed for it, she is a rural farmer with little culture and knowledge, and it is already very good to know this.

After checking for Song Yiran, Zhao Xiaodong's heart is much more steady! She can be regarded as worthy of Old Man Song's kindness, and it is not in vain that she and the girl have met once, so she has all this fate!

The atmosphere next was much better, and those who should have been asked were also asked, and those who should have been inquired were also inquired! Song Yiran was still young! The matter of marriage was definitely not in a hurry! Zhao Xiaodong also wanted to see if Lei Qianjun could do anything about Song Yiran's return to Haishi, and if he really did it, the two children would have reached their age, and it would not be too late to get married.

"Xiao Ran, the luggage here also has to be put in the county hospital, right?" There are also basins, thermos bottles, and a lot of things!

Song Yiran nodded, "I'm almost cleaned up over there, it's almost soft." After speaking, I couldn't help but smile, compared with the yellow, green, and red in the space, this little bit of softness is simply shabby.

"Why don't you take a bicycle and send it twice in a while?" Zhou Huihui suggested, "It's still early before it gets dark!"

Zhao Xiaodong hurriedly said: "I look at it, everyone gathers firewood and the flame is high, and the bicycle can also hold a lot of things, the luggage can be tied directly to the back seat, the thermos and basin are only heavy, and it is nothing to hold the past." ”

Everyone thought it was a good idea, so they simply let Mrs. Du and Xinxin stay at home. The rest of the people all set off to help Song Yiran deliver things.

Hong Liye firmly fixed the two luggage beds on the back seats of the two bicycles with ropes, and Zhao Xiaodong held a thermos bottle and carried a small burden. It was filled with all the clothes that Song Yiran had worn in Daqingshan before, and there were not many in total.

There were two bags hanging on Zhou Huihui's handlebar, both of which were the clothes that Lei Qianjun bought for Song Yiran today. And Lei Qianjun himself was holding a bucket, which contained some simple tableware, chopsticks, bowls, spoons and so on.

On the contrary, only Song Yiran was quite idle, carrying two cloth bags in his hands, filled with grain.

Alas, it's hard to be hospitable, and you can't take it if you don't want to.

The group set off in a majestic manner, went around the back door of the county hospital and entered the hospital.

It's too eye-catching to get past the front, and it's not very convenient. There are fewer people coming from the back door, and it is closer to the red brick building.

Hong Liye and Zhou Huihui parked their bicycles in front of the building, and Song Yiran and Zhao Xiaodong went upstairs first.

There weren't many things, and a few people went back and forth twice, and the things were finished.

The room was so small that four or five people stayed in it, and there was no place to turn around.

Song Yiran asked Zhou Huihui and Hong Liye to go back first, she and Zhao Xiaodong stayed to clean up briefly, as for Lei Qianjun, Song Yiran meant to let him stay where he was cool, but this guy didn't do it, so he had to stay and do coolies.

The little snail house, which is almost cleaned up inside and out, how can there be a place for him.

But Song Yiran didn't continue to stir him, Lei Qianjun just sat there and didn't do anything, which was quite pleasing to the eye! To put it bluntly, it was still too in line with her aesthetics, and there was a feeling of lying down to win.

"You should actually have a wardrobe in this house. Zhao Xiaodong shook off Lei Qianjun's newly bought coat twice, "It should be hung up, and it is easy to fold when folded." ”

How can you enlarge your clothes with an iron box!

"Forget it, buy a piece of plastic cloth another day, just make a curtain and hang the coat on the wall?"

"That's a good idea!" Zhao Xiaodong said again: "But when you went to the scrap yard, why did you come back empty-handed?"

Song Yiran instinctively felt that it was going to be bad, and subconsciously glanced at Lei Qianjun, but he really looked at himself with a questioning face, as if he was waiting for her to explain.

Song Yiran turned his head, thinking to himself that this man's associative ability was really terrifying, maybe he was from a detective background before?

After almost cleaning up, Zhao Xiaodong wanted to go back to Zhang Luo for dinner, and asked Song Yiran to take Lei Qianjun back to eat early, so as not to make others wait for them.

Song Yiran agreed, she knew what Zhao Xiaodong was afraid of, that kind of thing, she still pretended to be confused, she understood it too well, but it was not easy to explain.

As a result, as soon as Zhao Xiaodong left, Lei Qianjun asked her, "Don't you have anything to tell me?"