It's not that she is not self-reliant, but this feeling of being cared for and loved really makes her feel warm and happy!

Song Yiyi turned around, deliberately retracted the upturned corners of her mouth, and pretended to be casual.

How did she know that Zhuang Moxiang had already "seen" all her subtle movements.

Zhuang Moxiang also retracted, couldn't suppress his smile, and the strength of his hands and faces unconsciously increased.

At this time, the joy in his heart had converged into a stream, rushing in every cell around him!

Song Yiyi and Zhuang Moxiang stopped speaking next, they were immersed in the artistic conception that Fang Cai had inadvertently created, which could only be understood and indescribable.

It wasn't until the preparation of the chaotic skin and fillings was all over that Zhuang Moxiang broke the silence in the kitchen: "Shredded potatoes, or sliced?"

Song Yiyi, who had calmed down, responded: "Shredded." Mixed vegetables, silk is delicious. ”

Song Yiyi quickly shredded the dried tofu and put it in a small basin. Then Zhuang Moxiang cut shredded potatoes, soaked them in clean water, and went out of the kitchen.

It's only two o'clock in the afternoon, and it's a little early to make dinner.

Luo Jinhuan saw Zhuang Moxiang following Song Yiyi through the glass window of his room, and the two talked all the way to Song Yiyi's house.

I sighed in my heart, this Xiaozhuang is not easy, I have completed the task, as long as I have time to rest, I will come to accompany my apprentice.

It used to be better, but now, Yiyi goes to school and lives in school, even if he has time, if it's not a Sunday, he can only watch Yiyi go back to school.

Hey, how do you look at it, why is it a little pitiful! Luo Jinhuan grinned a little gloating when he thought of this.

Song Yiyi just came out of the kitchen, and talked to Zhuang Moxiang about it, and agreed today to send He Lao and Zhuang Lao medicine and wine.

Zhuang Moxiang didn't think anything of it, those two were the heads of the Central Military Commission, and it was not a bad thing to have a good relationship with them.

Besides, Yiyi is not a flattering person, the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and with General Luo as a link, it is not impossible for her to express it appropriately as a junior!

So, Song Yiyi returned to the house and began to write a letter to Song Zemin, entrusting her father to brew a few jars of medicinal wine according to the following two recipes.

Then, he wrote three articles in a free way, writing all the things he encountered in the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, as well as the experience of meeting He Lao and Zhuang Lao in Liuquan Ju today, and later in Liuquan Ju.

Finally, it ends with asking grandpa and grandma to pay attention to their bodies, and dad and mom not to work too hard.

Zhuang Moxiang, who had been watching her write letters from the side, tacitly took out envelopes and stamps from the drawer.

After sealing the letter, Song Yiyi wrote the address, and Zhuang Moxiang quickly pasted the stamp.

Then, shoulder to shoulder, the two went to the mailbox at the intersection of the small road outside to deliver the letter.

Out of the courtyard gate, there was an old lady in the alley who went out to buy eggs, turning her head and staring at Song Yiyi vigilantly.

Song Yiyi smiled at the old lady, nodded, and walked forward.

But the old aunt stopped her directly and asked, "Girl, do you live here?"

Song Yiyi stood there, looking at the person in front of him with a pair of calm eyes.

The old aunt glanced at Zhuang Moxiang again, and asked again, "You two live here?"

Seeing that the two young people didn't answer, she understood: "I am the security director of this area, surnamed Lin." Look at the noodles, when did you move here?"

"I remember that the house you came out of was a man in his fifties, who is he?"

Song Yiyi looked at the old aunt with a serious and serious face in front of her, and suddenly remembered the very famous in her previous life, the Beijing Public Security Mass Prevention and Control Organization - "Aunt Xicheng".

At that time, she heard from her peers that the famous "Civil Air Defense Network" in Beijing was composed of four mysterious organizations, which were Chaoyang Masses, Xicheng Aunt, Haidian Netizens, and Fengtai Persuasion Team!

These people are elusive and well-informed, and they have repeatedly made miraculous achievements in the prevention and control of public security in the capital and in providing clues to the case!

A friend in the public security system in the capital once joked with her: "There are five ace intelligence organizations in the world, they are the CIA of the United States, the KGB of the Bear Country, the Mossad of the Jewish State, the MI6 of the Eagle State, and the fifth is the Chaoyang masses of the Beijing of the Huaxia State!"

"And our Chaoyang masses in the capital are the team with the most potential for development!"

At the end of the recollection, Song Yiyi's mind sketched the image of this old aunt, wearing a red vest, a red armband on her arm, and a little red riding hood, and couldn't help but say with a smile: "I do live here." ”

"Aunt Lin, I moved here at the end of February, and now I am in school, and I usually live on campus, and I can only come back on Sunday. So, you haven't seen me before, and that's fine. ”

Song Yiyi saw Aunt Lin's brows that had been loosened, and added: "I moved with me, and my brother, he is also in school, but he is still in school this Sunday, maybe you will see him in the future." ”

Aunt Lin has a good impression of this beautiful girl who cooperates with her work, and she already has a smile on her face, and points her finger at Zhuang Moxiang: "He's not your brother?"

Song Yiyi really didn't know how to introduce the talents next to her.

Zhuang Moxiang spoke: "I am her object." ”

In a word, Song Yiyi's face was full of red glow.

Aunt Lin glanced at Zhuang Moxiang twice, and this young man was also imposing.

Zhuang Moxiang didn't want to stand here, stared at an aunt, nodded, and pulled Song Yiyi forward.

Song Yiyi turned around and said goodbye to Aunt Lin, then turned her face and squinted at Zhuang Moxiang: "Just now, why are you talking nonsense!"

Zhuang Moxiang said very calmly: "I originally wanted to say that my fiancée is here, but we are not engaged yet, so I have to talk about the object." ”

Song Yiyi listened to his words full of regret, and simply ignored this thick-skinned guy.

Aunt Lin followed behind Song Yiyi and Zhuang Moxiang, and also walked towards the mouth of the alley. I was thinking in my heart, the pair in front of me is really a match, look at this figure, appearance, and upbringing...... Ah, I forgot to ask, what is the relationship between this girl and this family.

She raised her eyes and saw that the pair in front of her had turned a corner. I thought, forget it, the eggs at home are gone, and the little grandson is eating chicken cakes, so I have to buy eggs quickly. Another day, go to that house and ask the adults, and it's over!

Aunt Lin, who made up her mind, turned a corner at the mouth of the alley, and the bend in the opposite direction from Song Yiyi was full of thoughts, and she didn't know if today's eggs were fresh or not.

Zhuang Moxiang put the letter into the mailbox, and while walking back slowly with Song Yiyi, he said, "Yiyi, I should be able to take a few more days off this time." These days, I'm picking you up from school, and we're both having lunch and dinner together. ”