The mother walked to the windowsill and found the key under a pot of anchovies.

It seems that Song Jinyan still loves this family very much, although she doesn't come back often, but in the case of many incomplete memories, she still clearly remembers where to put her key.

When I was a child, Song Jinyan also asked my father, why did he put the key under the flower pot and was not afraid of losing things?

Dad always just smiled, "If you make an appointment with someone, you will always put it here." ”

Although, Song Jinyan wants to ask her father very much, is the person who made the appointment her mother?

If only she had never asked again.

It's just that he will put his arms around his father and rub his little head back and forth on his father's waist, as if this will make his father feel at ease.

The door opened, and there were mahogany cabinets, mahogany sofas, and mahogany bookshelves...... A classical atmosphere, with a little bit of sunken wood aroma coming to the face.

The home still has a neat and tough feel.

Song Jinyan lived in this small building from birth to college, and she moved to a student apartment after college, and moved to her current residence with Xia Qian after work.

Here, she has rarely returned.

This small building was used as an experimental base for a long time, and later the school assigned her father an apartment. One stay is more than twenty years.

The furniture hasn't been changed since she was born and has been used for more than twenty years.

Niangniang changed her slippers in the hallway, walked to the wooden sofa in the center of the living room, and shouted, "Dad, I'm back!" ”

Today is Saturday, Song Jinyan's father, Song Cheng, works as a librarian in the Rongcheng University Library, and usually on Saturday mornings, Song's father rests at home.

But what Niangniang didn't expect was that her voice would call out two people.

Song Cheng came out of the study on the second floor.

And...... Yin Jingwan, who came out of the kitchen on the first floor with a small floral apron.

Niangniang, "......"

What a fantasy!

There is a story!

"How did you get home?"

Song Cheng is in his forties, less than fifty, and is on the thin side, wearing a light blue shirt that is somewhat worn. The face is clean and elegant.

That temperament made Niangniang suddenly think of the old gentleman who taught her to read and hyphenate in her previous life.

As if realizing that his question was a little abrupt, Song Cheng pushed his large-rimmed metal-rimmed glasses upwards with some embarrassment.

"Look at what you said, does my daughter have to apply in advance when she goes back to her home?"

Yin Jingwan said to Song Cheng on the second floor, half-complaining and half-teasing.

Then he walked up to Song Jinyan and took Song Jinyan's hand, "Jinyan, we meet again." It's nice to see you before I go back to country M!"

Niangniang said that she was also surprised. But when she heard Yin Jingwan talk about returning to China, she felt a little reluctant.

"Teacher Yin, are you going back abroad? So fast? ”

"yes, I'm done here, and there's a whole team of people waiting for me over there.

So...... So before leaving, come and say goodbye to Senior Brother Song! ”

Yin Jingwan raised her head and looked at Song Cheng upstairs gently, but when her gaze touched Song Cheng, Song Cheng lowered her head in time. (This is a good place to listen to Chang'an memories!) Because Xiangxiang is listening, haha! ）

"You girl has a good mouth, you can taste Aunt Jingwan's good craftsmanship in a while!"

Song Cheng looked at it left and right.

But my mother heard a lot of stories about Fengyue.

It's so informative.

This is a legend of a brother and sister through the ages. Haha, just on this level of relationship, Niangniang can make up countless versions of dog blood dramas.

"Aunt Jingwan, I'll give you a hand!"

Look, my mother went to the Tao a lot, and immediately changed her name from Teacher Yin to Aunt Jingwan.

Alas, I don't know if there is a chance to promote my father and Yin Jingwan, let's talk about the news first.

Niangniang pulled Yin Jingwan to the kitchen, while Song Cheng went back to the study to continue reading.

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