Song Ci looked at the two bottles of wine in his hand and was silent.

This was given to him by Luo Sinan, and he left, but his words seemed to still echo in his ears.

"Mr. Song, my son is very good, there is food and drink, he also said that he will go home during the New Year, thank you for helping me a lot, these two bottles of wine, my son himself is reluctant to drink, he respects me, but unfortunately I can't drink it now, give it to you......"

Seeing that Song Ci looked at the wine in his hand and didn't speak, Tang Zhou, who was driving, suddenly said: "I have vegetables there, and Aunt Sun's craftsmanship is still good." ”

Hearing this, Song Ci glanced at him, then at the two bottles of wine on his legs, and said with a smile: "It just so happens that I have wine." ”

"That'...... Two drinks? ”

"Two drinks."

When Tang Xuan heard this, he immediately stepped on the accelerator and walked in the direction of home.

As for why Tang Guancong is here, it has to start from this morning, as soon as Song Ci went out with Nuan Nuan, he saw Tang Guancong coming up.

"When you left last night, you said that you still have to do something today, and I'm afraid you'll have to use the car ......"

So I have to say that Tang Zhou has never been a businessman, that is, he can be a man.

Not only was it so thoughtful, but he didn't even let the driver come, and he waited here himself.

That's why there is this scene in front of me.

"Daddy......"

Seeing Song Ci coming back, Nuan Nuan immediately pedaled a small three-wheeler to meet him.

This is the little three-wheeled little butterfly in the past, and it has not been ridden for a long time, until the arrival of Nuan Nuan, Tang Guancong's home is very large, and it is very suitable for riding such a small car.

"You're carrying something."

The little guy was very in charge, and at a glance he noticed what Song Ci was carrying.

"It's wine, would you like a drink?" Song Ci asked with a smile.

"I don't want it, the wine is so spicy, it's so unpleasant." Nuan Nuan frowned, remembering the taste of the wine vividly.

She is a child who has drunk alcohol, because once before, she saw Song Shouren drinking and it smelled very good, so she made a fuss about drinking.

Song Ci couldn't resist her, and he also had the heart to give her some bitter food, so he dipped the tip of the chopsticks in some wine and nodded her tongue, the sour taste made her brows knotted.

Since then, she has never yelled again, she is going to drink such stupid things.

"You're back."

Ye Weilan greeted the child with her arms, she looked a little haggard, but her mental state was still very good.

Tang Guancong nodded, and then said to Ye Weilan: "Aunt Sun, let her simply make a few dishes, and I will have two drinks with Mr. Song in the evening." ”

Ye Weilan glanced at the wine in Song Ci's hand, although she felt a little strange in her heart, she still held the child and asked Aunt Sun to make dinner.

"You adults are so strange, the wine is so bad, why do you still drink it?"

Nuan Nuan rode the little three-wheeler, chattering non-stop beside Song Ci.

"Are you tired of riding three wheels?" Song Ci lowered his head and asked.

"Tired."

Nuan Nuan said, and gasped twice, saying that she was really tired and hard.

"Then why are you riding?"

"Because it's fun."

"That's right, adults drink alcohol, maybe they don't drink it because it's delicious."

"Why is that?" Nuan Nuan craned her neck and asked with some curiosity.

"It's probably fun, too."

Although Song Ci gave her the answer, Nuan Nuan still felt that adults were strange.

"How are you, are you well-behaved?" Song Ci asked.

During the period of time when she went to see Luo Sinan, Song Ci left her at Tang Xuan's house, and Ye Weilan took care of her.

Because Ye Weilan is the mother of the little butterfly, Nuan Nuan herself has no resistance, but is more willing.

As for Nuan Nuan's safety, Song Ci is actually not worried, at this time, Tang Zhou and his wife can be said to have 100% trust in him, unless he is stupid, after seeing his vast magical powers, he still dares to have any bad thoughts, but it is obvious that the husband and wife are not stupid.

"I'm very well-behaved, I paint with my aunt, and I also help my aunt take care of the baby, the baby is so cute, but it really stinks when he pulls the stink......" Nuan Nuan looked disgusted.

"You stink, you pull it." Song Ci said casually.

But Nuan Nuan was unhappy when she heard this, saying that she was a little fairy, and Baba didn't stink at all, so she pedaled the little three-wheeler, wanting to hit Song Ci's ass with her head.

Tang Zhou watched Song Ci frolicking with the child, and couldn't help but feel very emotional, and he was even more respectful.

Especially when I saw Song Ci, let a person who had already died, become a living person, and walk around at will, this respect reached its peak.

Where is this Taoist priest at home, this is a master with great magical powers and great abilities, and it is no exaggeration to say that he is an immortal.

is such a person, who is so low-key and frolicking with children, which shows that the other party's temperament has reached the realm of returning to the basics, and this is the real master.

A master is not a person who is high, but a person whose heart is like a child, and who is perfect and pure, can be called a master.

Of course, these are Tang Xuancong's brain supplements.

Song Ci just wanted to say that he was just an ordinary person with seven emotions and six desires.

Dinner wasn't a big one, just a simple family meal.

Six dishes and one soup, three meat and three vegetables, the portions are very sufficient.

Aunt Sun makes authentic Shencheng local dishes, Shencheng dishes taste sweet, to be honest, it is not in line with the taste of Song Ci, but it is not unpalatable.

Nuan Nuan especially likes one of the plates of braised pork, the color is translucent, sweet but not greasy, she cooked two bowls of rice in a row, and then leaned back on the chair, looking satisfied.

Song Ci also drank two glasses with Tang Guancong as promised.

This "good wine" is a little spicy, a little throat-pulling, and the taste is not very good, but it is very good.

This may be life.

"Mr. Song, I'll give ...... I wrote a letter to Little Butterfly, can you help me bring it to her? While eating, Ye Weilan asked cautiously.

"Absolutely." Song Ci did not hesitate and nodded directly in agreement.

Ye Weilan and Tang Zhou both looked happy when they heard this.

Ye Weilan even got up directly and brought the "letter" or a painting.

Because Little Butterfly didn't know many words, they also wrote a letter to their daughter in the form of paintings.

They are professional, they draw well, and they express what they want to say very well.

In fact, Song Ci didn't want to use phone calls or videos to let Little Butterfly and Millet Grains meet with his parents, but later dispelled this idea, because the precepts of Taoyuan Village are obviously at the level of rules.

Therefore, even if Taoyuan Village leaves its owner, it can still operate as usual.

Because of this, Song Ci didn't dare to try it easily, if the phone call and video could be regarded as meeting with his parents and relatives, wouldn't it hurt the two little guys, and the gains outweighed the losses.

And Song Ci also believes that with himself, the day when they can really see their relatives is not too far away, so don't do this risky thing.

Song Ci did not stay at Tang Zhou's house, and after dinner, he went out with Nuan Nuan and left, and even refused Tang Zhou to drive him.

I didn't rush to take a taxi, but took Nuan Nuan and walked along the road, and by the way, I ate a little too much at night.

Behind him, Nuan Nuan also took his hands behind him, learning from him.

The street lamp stretched the shadows of the two of them for a long time.

PS: There is another chapter that is a little late, mainly because I was not satisfied with the 127 chapters after I finished writing, and I pushed down and rewrote them, which delayed a lot of time.

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