After Song Ci and Yun Wanli finished chatting on the phone, they actually put the matter down in their hearts.

But some people can't let go.

When Song Ci received Meng Fusheng's call, he didn't feel much surprised.

"Mr. Song, can I meet you?"

Meng Fusheng was very polite on the phone, but listening to the voice, he didn't have the kind of happiness that he had revenge.

"Yes, but I'm on Temple Street right now, can you come over?" Song Ci looked at the bustling crowd around him and asked.

"Of course, I'll be there right away."

Meng Fusheng was refreshed when he heard this, and immediately hung up the phone.

Song Ci didn't care about him, put away his mobile phone, and continued to look at the stalls on both sides of the aisle.

This is not the first time Song Ci has come to Temple Street, but it is the first time to wander around in such detail as today, this time I came here because I was going to buy an incense burner to take back to the countryside tomorrow, and the last time I ran the incense burner in front of the land temple, I always had to return it.

You can't buy clay, it's easy to break, iron is easy to rust, copper is easy to lose, copper plating is the best, rust resistant and fall-resistant.

Because it is just a small country shrine, Song Ci is not ready to buy one that is too gorgeous, it is best to be simple, and it is not too big, so after shopping for a long time, I didn't see the right one.

"Boss, come and see my goods, they're all good."

When Song Ci's eyes stay on a stall for a while, the stall owner always greets him warmly, and he can pit one by one, especially young people like Song Ci, who are their favorite objects.

"I'll take a look, you're busy with you."

As soon as Song Ci said this, the stall owner basically lost interest in him, and when he said something like this, he really just looked at it casually and didn't buy it.

Temple Street sells not only antiques but also old things, but even so, many of them are still worn.

Compared with a small wooden hammer that Song Ci is looking at now, the materials are exquisite, the style is simple, it looks like some years, but the connection between the hammer handle and the hammer head is spring, which is not an antique at all, but a handicraft.

This massage hammer, also known as the health hammer, looks good quality, and it is suitable for beating your back, and grandpa should like it.

"How much." Song Ci asked.

"Fifty."

The boss opened his mouth to come, but he was also sincere, and he did not ask for the price according to the antique, but the price was also high.

"Twenty." Song Ci directly counteroffered.

"Open your mouth and cut it in half, why do you still have a turn?" The boss was a little dissatisfied.

Song Ci was amused, so he said, "Otherwise, thirty-"

"Okay, I'll sell you." Before Song finished speaking, the boss agreed.

"I said thirty, I'll buy two."

Song Ci took a tickle from the side, this tickle is just right for grandma.

When you're older, your bones are stiff and you can't reach your back, and if your back is itchy, this thing comes in handy, so it has another name - don't ask for help.

The boss listened to Song Ci's words and was a little speechless.

It was twenty, but now it's fifteen.

"Don't sell it, don't mess with me." The stall owner was so angry that he raised his hand to drive people away.

"Don't, buying and selling is not benevolent, I see that these things of yours have been placed here for a long time and no one wants them, and I am kind enough to help you clear your inventory." Song Ci said with a smile.

Then stretch out your finger, and gently wipe the junction of the hammer handle and the hammer head, and the fingertip will immediately be covered with a layer of dust.

"It's because I didn't wipe it clean."

The boss "snatched" back the hammer in Song Ci's hand.

Song Ci smiled, "It's all dusty." ”

"Well, forget it, I'll sell it to you."

Seeing Song Ci's calm appearance, the boss handed the wooden hammer back, and then picked up the tickle on the stall and handed it to Song Ci.

Originally, I bought it and wanted to sell it to the old man, after all, there were many old people who came to the old temple to hang out, but I didn't expect that after coming in, it hadn't been sold for so long, to be honest, he was also annoyed.

Song Ci took two things, paid with a smile, and when he turned his head, he saw Meng Fusheng standing not far away looking at him.

"So fast?" Song Ci was a little surprised.

"I'm nearby." Meng Fusheng said.

His face was different, and he looked at the two things in Song Ci's hand with some surprise.

"I'm going to go back to the countryside tomorrow and buy it for the old people at home." Song Ci said with a smile.

Meng Fusheng nodded and said, "It's understandable, but what I didn't expect was that you would bargain for half a day for just these two dollars." ”

"Haha......"

Song Ci laughed, and then asked rhetorically, "What else?" ”

Meng Fusheng scratched his head, and then said, "In my imagination, people like you should ...... Should ......"

In fact, he can't say what it should be, but it shouldn't be like this.

Song Ci took his words with a smile and said: "I am a human being, not a god, and even if it is a god, who stipulates that you can't be like me?" ”

When Meng Fusheng heard this, a look of admiration appeared on his face.

"Come with me, I haven't bought what I want to buy yet." Song Ci said.

"What do you want to buy? I'm familiar with this place. Meng Fusheng said.

"Do you come often?" Song Ci asked with some curiosity.

Are there any real antiques for sale here?

"I have some business partners who like these old things, and they have a shop here, so I often come here as well."

Song Ci somewhat understood, it doesn't matter whether something is true or not, it's just a means of giving gifts in disguise.

Song Ci didn't dwell on this issue, but said: "I want to buy an incense burner, but I haven't seen a suitable one." ”

"Incense burner? I know that if there is a place that sells it, I will definitely be able to find one that suits Mr. Song's heart. Meng Fusheng immediately said when he heard this.

Song Ci shook his head and said, "I don't want to be good, I just want to find something inconspicuous and ordinary." ”

Song Ci knew that Meng Fusheng probably misunderstood what he meant, and what he introduced to him must be some fine products or treasures.

When Meng Fusheng heard this, he didn't say anything more, so he accompanied Song Ci to wander all the way, and from time to time observed which stall around had incense burners for sale.

"Huh......" At this moment, Song Ci suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?"

Meng Fusheng followed his gaze with some curiosity, and it turned out to be a black bowl.

Song Ci stepped forward, picked it up and tossed it in his hand, it was quite heavy, like an iron bowl, this is really selling everything.

Saying that the bowl is too thick and heavy, the average person estimates that it can't serve it to eat, saying that it is not, but it is the same size as the bowl.

"What is this for?" Song Ci asked with some curiosity.

"It's a mortar." The stall owner explained to Song Ci.

Song Ci was a little stunned when he heard this, the so-called medicine mortar is the trough used for pounding medicine, and the medicine pestle is a pair, crushing the medicine, no wonder it is iron, strong.

However, this is made of modern machinery, and it was made of stone in ancient times, which also reminds the Song Dynasty.

Since you can't buy a copper-plated incense burner, buy a stone one.

Soon, Song Ci bought what he wanted, but instead of an incense burner, it was a stone tripod, but Song Ci was very satisfied.

Holding the stone tripod, Song Ci smiled and said to Meng Fusheng: "Life has to learn to be flexible, usually we can't buy what we want, but if we are flexible, changing one can actually be satisfying, there is no one right or wrong, don't you say?" ”

Meng Fusheng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then reacted and said gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Song." ”

"Thank me for what? I didn't say anything, I just bought an incense burner, and I just felt a little emotional. Song Ci said.

"You're right, Mr. Song, can I treat you to a meal at noon?" Meng Fusheng said.

"How's the dish?"

"You're satisfied."

"That's fine."

"Let's have two more drinks."

"I don't drink wine."

"Red wine is not wine."

"What's that?"

"Fermented Juice ......"

"Ha, that's okay, we'll drink juice at noon today."

……

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In the haze, Song Ci felt that something was pressing on his body, making him breathless, he wanted to shout, but he couldn't make a sound, he was in a hurry, and then woke up from his dream.

As soon as I woke up, I didn't feel right, my stomach seemed to be pressed by something, and when I looked forward, I saw Nuan Nuan holding a picture book, sitting on his stomach and looking through it.

Song: ......

"What are you doing this early in the morning?" Song Ci asked a little speechlessly.

Nuan Nuan heard the sound, looked at Song Ci, first gave him a big smile, and then said: "Dad, you're awake, I didn't make you sleep, am I good?" ”

When Song Ci heard this, he looked embarrassed.

"Am I good?" Nuan Nuan asked.

"You're good." Song Ci felt that there was nothing to love.

"Hee-hee~, then you can continue to sleep, don't worry about me."

Nuan Nuan said, her eyes moved to the picture book in her hand, and she continued to read.

"But...... You seem to be sitting on top of me. Song Ci kindly reminded her.

"It's okay, your belly is soft and comfortable." Nuan Nuan twisted her little ass twice.

o(╯□╰)o

Am I afraid that you will not sit comfortably?

"But I don't seem to feel well?" Song Ci said.

"Why? Didn't you cover the quilt last night, you didn't behave. ”

"It's not because of this, it's because you're as heavy as a pig, can you trouble you to get off me."

Nuan Nuan's eyes widened slowly, her eyebrows twisted up, panting.

"You say I'm a pig?" She asked with a grunt.

"Or else? Get off me, you're going to crush me. ”

"You little kid, it's rude, apologize quickly."

Instead of getting up, Nuan Nuan rode to his chest and reached out to pull him to the mouth to make him apologize.

"I'm just telling the truth, why do you have to apologize, you're just as heavy as a pig." Song Ci shook her head, dodging her little hand.

"I'm not."

"You are, Song Xiaozhu, ha, it sounds like it's not bad, I'll call you Song Xiaozhu in the future." Song Ci laughed and laughed.

"Not really, you lazy pig."

Nuan Nuan was in a hurry, and hurriedly went to block Song Ci's mouth.

"Song Little Pig, Song Little Pig ......"

"Big lazy pig, big lazy pig ......"

The two made a fuss, and Song Shouren heard the frolicking of the two in the living room and walked in.

"Wake up quickly, we have to go back early."

"Grandpa, Dad said you were a pig." When Nuan Nuan saw Song Shouren coming in, she immediately turned on the "nonsense" mode.

"Nonsense, when did I say that." Looking at Song Shouren's gaze, Song Ci hurriedly explained.

"You say I'm Song Xiaozhu, he's my grandfather, so isn't he Song Dazhu?" Nuan Nuan is justified and well-founded.

Song: ......

Song Shouren was angry and funny when he heard this, and said: "I'm not Song Dazhu, your father is Song Dazhu." ”

"That's Song Lao Zhu?"

Nuan Nuan tilted her little head and looked at Song Shouren, as if asking if she was asking?

Song Shouren was almost choked by his words, and said angrily: "Bah, we are not pigs, only your father is a pig." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and hugged her.

"Hurry up and get dressed and get up, we have to go to the countryside today to see grandpa and grandma." Song Shouren said.

If he doesn't go back, he doesn't feel that he wants to go back, and he can't wait.

After packing up his things and having breakfast, Song Ci began to send things to the car in large bags.

In addition to the daily necessities and a change of clothes that Song Shouren and his wife want to take home, there are also gifts for their grandparents.

Of course, there are also some warm things, although Song Ci has sent a trip to his father-in-law's house last time, but after all, it has not officially passed, and there are still some things left, this time I brought them all, and when I came back on Sunday, I went directly to my father-in-law's and mother-in-law's house, saving me to run back again.

It took four or five trips in a row before Song Ci delivered everything to the car.

"See, do you have anything else to bring?" Song Ci said to the nuan nuan who was holding the little pink pig.

Nuan Nuan shook her head at first, and then as if she remembered something, she stood on tiptoe, handed the little pink pig in her hand to Song Ci and said, "You can help me get it." ”

Song Ci stretched out his hand to take it, a little curious that she didn't bring anything.

At this moment, Nuan Nuan dragged her exclusive little yellow duck toilet over.

"Now, I didn't bring this."

Nuan Nuan raised her head and looked at Song Ci, flashing a pair of big eyes, full of innocence.

Song: ......

You really don't forget your toilet anywhere.

"Haha, we were negligent, we really have to bring this thing, otherwise it's really inconvenient." Zhao Caixia said with a smile.

Then he reached out and took it from Nuan Nuan's hand.

"Let's go." Song Ci said helplessly.

"Give me back my little pink pig." Nuan Nuan immediately shouted.

"Pay you back, who wants you."

Song Ci angrily handed her back the piggy bank.

“→_→”

Looking at her little eyes that are anti-thief, Song Ci is not uncommon to pay attention to her.

The trunk was stuffed to the brim, Song Shouren sat in the passenger seat, Zhao Caixia sat in the back seat with Nuan Nuan, and the family officially set off.

"Oh~oh~"

Nuan Nuan seemed very happy, for Song Ci and they were going back to their hometown, but for Nuan Nuan, it was just going out to play together as a family.

"When you see your grandfather and grandmother, remember to call someone." In the back seat, Zhao Caixia told Nuan Nuan.

"I know, I will kiss him and hug him......"

"It's so smart, next year our family can go to kindergarten."

"Uh-huh, then I'm a big baby, not a child." Nuan Nuan said innocently.

"Haha, yes, it's a big baby......" Zhao Caixia laughed.

The little one can always amuse others with a few words.

The morning sun shone in through the car window, falling on the little one's fair cheeks, the ends of his hair, and under the morning sun, the whole person seemed to emit a faint light.

Bring light and heat to the surroundings.

Sure enough, it fits her name very well - Nuan Nuan.

(End of chapter)