Song Shinian just thought about it, and he felt sour in his heart.

Yan Yu has just appeared, and he is still a novice father.

He and Song Anfan obviously haven't known each other for long, and they haven't been familiar with each other.

Even his own mother can't compare to the sudden father?

One is the son who was pregnant with the province in October, and the other is said to be affectionate and unrepentant, and the unforgettable husband came thousands of miles to find him, but the two became acquainted, and they really had nothing to do with themselves.

When Song Shinian was meditating, her hand was suddenly pulled.

It's Yan Yu.

Song Shinian raised his head, frowned and stared at Yan Yu holding his hand, and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

"Get up and show you the basement." Yan Yu dragged Song Shinian up as he spoke, and then pulled her out the door.

Song Shinian: "......"

She passively followed Yan Yu, turning her head to look at the man who was pulling her up, and asked curiously, "What's there to see in the basement?" ”

Yan Yu didn't speak.

Instead, he took her all the way to the elevator, and after she got into the elevator, she turned to face Shi Nian, turned her head sideways and asked quietly: "You see that I am alone and have no father and mother, why do I have the money to buy this villa?" Still have money to invest in film and television? ”

Song Shinian was stunned, and suddenly looked up at Yan Yu, and asked in surprise, "Isn't it an inheritance?" ”

Yan Yu shook his head and smiled, "I don't have an inheritance. Saying that, he paused his tone, looked at Song Shinian as if he was joking, and said teasingly: "I'm sorry, Nian Nian, I didn't let you be the wife of the rich second generation." ”

Song Shinian was choked by him and glared at him fiercely.

This man, just a few minutes after he got serious, began to be out of character again.

She snorted in disgust: "The wife of the rich generation, I may not want to be it." ”

Yan Yu was stunned for a moment, and Wan Er smiled.

His dark eyes flashed, and he looked at Shi Nian and suddenly said: "Otherwise, I will donate my house and property, and be a poor man with nothing, waiting for our son to become a rich generation in the future." What do you think of the role of the mother of the rich generation? ”

"Poof." Song Shinian listened to it with pleasure and couldn't help laughing.

She glared at Yu as if annoyed, "Annoying." ”

At this point, the elevator arrived.

Song Shinian followed Yan Yu out of the elevator and was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Where is this basement garage?

It is clearly an underground storage room.

The interior decoration is very restrained and bland, bright and dark, even if the lighting is installed, it still gives people a deep and dark coolness.

It's like a vast space, separated by countless glass cabins.

I bought a glass cabin and built a lot of display cases, and there were all kinds of treasures on the display cabinets.

There are agate, jade, jade.

But there are many more kinds of stones of different shapes and sizes.

On the surface, it looks ordinary, but when you put countless stones together in a regular and orderly manner, you will feel unfathomable and meaningful.

It's like a pebble falling to the ground, and everyone doesn't care about it, or even dismisses it;

But if this stone were to be placed in the most precious museum in the country, then everyone would look at this stone with curiosity and puzzlement, wanting to see what is so precious about it.

Even if they can't see the mystery of the stone, they still think that the stone placed in the museum must have a deep and abyssal meaning.

Vulgar and natural.

Song Shinian is now this vulgar and natural idea.

She looked at everything in front of her stupidly, then turned her head again, looked at Yan Yu blankly, pointed to the glass display case and asked in disbelief, "Do you have a golden finger, can you turn stones into gold?" ”

She said that she hurriedly ran to the display case, took a small stone casually, handed it to Yan Yu, and urged him, "Touch it quickly and I'll take a look." ”

Yan Yu: "!! ”

He twitched the corners of his mouth, stretched out his index finger in disgust, and poked the stone that Song Shinian was carefully holding in the palm of his hand.

Poked.

Poked.

Poked.

Song Shinian was so excited, she held the small stone in both hands, staring at the stone intently without blinking.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

……

Minutes passed.

Song Shinian looked at the little stone in his hand that was still plain and ruthless, and there was no 'ugly duckling turning into a swan' with an expressionless face, and his head drooped completely.

She handed the stone to Yan Yu and asked, "Why is he still a stone?" ”

"And what do you want it to become?" Yan Yu asked her funny.

Song Shinian: "......"

She sighed and snorted in displeasure, "I knew I was thinking too much." But you can't be a TV master, just say it, why do you deliberately make me wait so long, just want to see my jokes? ”

"I thought it didn't need to be explained." Yan Yu thought for a while, looked at the sulking in front of him, and added: "Moreover, you look very cute." ”

Song Shinian raised his head, grimaced at Yan Yu, turned around and left.

She was going to send the little stone to the original display case.

Yan Yu followed behind her, he looked at the side with his head drooping and said, "Don't put it back, give it to me." ”

Song Shinian was stunned when he heard this, although he didn't know what he meant, he still turned around and handed the small stone in his hand to Yan Yu.

This stone is very small compared to the ones in the basement display case, but it is much larger than the stone that Song Anfan cried for.

This stone is about the size of a steamed bun.

Yan Yu took the stone, looked at the light, and said meaninglessly, "Although this stone can't turn stones into gold, it has more magical magic. ”

"Magic, what about deceiving children, right?" Song Shinian squinted at Yan Yu in disbelief.

Yan Yu smiled, "Yes, I lied to you." ”

After speaking, ignoring Song Shinian's suddenly darkened face, he turned around and walked to the other side, and said to the person behind him, "Keep up." ”

Song Shinian didn't know why, but he still followed honestly.

Yan Yu took him to the other side of the elevator, and the corridor at the end was a very large independent house, and its appearance was also very simple.

Song Shinian looked at it curiously, but she didn't understand, and seeing that Yan Yu had already taken the lead in walking in, she couldn't wait to follow in.

However, the scene inside still puzzled her.

A big, rough looking machine, with a little smaller, more delicate machine next to it.

Song Shinian had never seen any of this, so he pointed to the machine very curiously and asked Yan Yu, "What is this machine for?" Do you still make stone crafts? ”

"Stone crafts?" Yan Yu turned his head and looked at Shi Nian with a smile, he thought about it, but nodded, "That's right." I'm going to show you now. ”

With that, he walked to the middle of the machine, put the stone he was holding in the groove, and fixed it with a retainer.

Then he walked to the end, reached out and pressed a button, and immediately the machine made a noisy roar and started working.