Seriously, even if he is really poor and can't eat one day, he will never let his wife and children go hungry even if he doesn't eat.

Song Qing didn't see the indescribable little eyes of Zhao Cheng's father and son, but couldn't help but say with the things in his hand: "Seriously, now that you have these things in my hands, I always feel that I don't know where to put them, I really feel that wherever I put them, I will attract thieves, forget it, let's find a place to collect your things and pack them first."

Song walked into the room as he spoke, and deliberately pulled out a suitcase from under the bed, the kind with a combination lock.

After opening the suitcase, Song Qing took out a few of his winter clothes inside, and then walked to the wardrobe and hung them up.

After that, the clothes of Zhao Cheng's father and son were folded and packed into boxes.

Not to mention that when I sorted out the clothes of the two, I found that the clothes of the two people were really not ordinarily valuable, with gold thread trimming, and the dragon and unicorn on the body were all embroidered with gold wire.

Therefore, the costumes of those prop crews used in the filming of TV series are incomparable to this at all.

Clothes, bauhinia jade crowns, hairpins, jade pendants, and Zhao Yu's cold jade flute, everything is not necessarily available with money.

After Song Qing carefully packed the two into the box, he closed the lid and zipped it, and then locked it.

"Where's your stuff? I'll put it all in here for you, and when you get your household registration and have your ID card, you can keep it yourself. At that time, you can open an account and store it in a bank safe or sell it. "After all, the thing belongs to the two big guys, and how to deal with it is also their business.

Seeing that Song Qing was so serious, Zhao Cheng also knew that maybe these things were indeed very different in this world.

"Okay, you can take it!" Zhao Cheng nodded.

Now he doesn't understand what she said, and everything will be said when he is really familiar with this world.

After packing the things, Song Qing stuffed the suitcase under the bed, and then reached out to pick up the bag and hung it on his shoulder.

"Okay, the next thing is to take you to cut your hair first, and get to know the world by the way."

"By the way, tie up your hair first, it's hot and uncomfortable to wear it out like this."

Song said softly, walked to the desk, took a black leather band in the box, and walked behind Zhao Cheng.

"I'll help you." Song said softly, reached out and picked up all his hair, picked up a rubber band and tied it up for him.

Maybe even Song Qing didn't realize that she was so natural when she got along with Zhao Cheng.

Zhao Cheng stood silently from beginning to end, allowing Song Qing to tie his hair.

He could feel the sensation of her fingers running across his neck, tickling, the familiar feeling the same as before.

After tying up his hair, Song Qing couldn't help but touch Zhao Cheng's long hair, "Seriously, I envy such good hair." ”

Zhao Cheng stretched out his hand and held her hand with his backhand, which was still moving around her shoulder, and spoke in a deep voice.

"Alright, so be it!" As he grinded, he wanted to hug her.

Song Qing was stunned for a moment, looked at the hand held by his fingers, blushed and instantly withdrew his hand, "You're okay, I'll tie Zhao Yu's hair first." ”

Song said lightly, reached out and carried Zhao Yu to him with a hot face, and then picked up a rubber band and tied the child's hair in a ponytail.

Zhao Cheng glanced up at Song Qing, and the corners of his mouth hooked a trace of arc, but it was very faint, if he didn't look carefully, he couldn't see him, he was laughing.

After tying their hair, the three of them walked out of the bedroom, opened the door and walked out of the living room.

Song lightly locked the door and went out with Zhao Cheng and his son.

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