Chapter 9: Night Market

Although the black-and-white TV is small and broken, there are occasional snowflakes.

But just based on the opening song, she knew that what she was going to watch now was the classic TV series, Sister Fa Gezhi's "Shanghai Tang".

This film should have been introduced to the mainland a few years ago, and many people still watch it every time it is replayed.

After the family chatted and watched two episodes of the TV series, Song Xiaoran really loved this mother now!

It turns out that this mother also likes to discuss the plot while watching TV!

In the past, every time I watched a TV series, I couldn't find anyone to discuss, I sat there alone, and I couldn't find anyone to share and complain about, but then there was a barrage that was much better.

Although she can have a lot of fun watching the barrage, she doesn't have this feeling of complaining and communicating at any time!

Now I finally found out if there is a bosom friend!

After the two enthusiastically complained about the tragic ending of Fa Ge in the TV series together, when they looked at their watches, it was already 11 o'clock.

Song Kun next to him, sitting on a chair leaning against the wall, didn't know how long he had been asleep, and he snored.

Song Ximing listened to the two women discuss the plot, and his eyelids were bored and fighting.

Qin Xiang smiled and regained his usual dignified and delicate demeanor:

"Oh, it's so late, Xiao Ran should rest early."

Song Xiaoran nodded and said, "Mom and Dad, you still have to go to work tomorrow, so go to bed." ”

"What are you sleeping, I didn't sleep," Song Kun was drunk, suddenly woke up, and asked dizzily,

"Where is the acting, did Xu Wenqiang and his old Yue finally break up?"

Qin Xiang,......

After Song Xiaoran secretly laughed at Father Song, who was dragged back to the house to sleep by her mother, she also came to her house.

The eldest brother has been sleeping in the living room.

And he will sleep in this north house in the future, the original Song Xiran's house.

The intimate mother not only changed the washed and clean sheets and bedding, but also put away some photos of Song Xiran and the awards from childhood to adulthood that were originally placed in the house.

Of course, she didn't put it away to throw it away, but to find another place to keep it.

The purpose of receiving photos is to try not to let your daughter feel like living in someone else's room, and the award must also know that your daughter has not studied well since she was a child, and she doesn't want to put any other pressure on her.

"This kind of mother, where to find wow!"

Song Xiaoran was wearing her mother's pajamas, lying on the soft bed, and sincerely sighed happily.

In her previous life, her parents died early, and she grew up in the house of her uncle and aunt since she was a child. Although uncles and aunts are not good to themselves, they are not biological parents after all.

She left home when she was admitted to university at the age of eighteen, worked in the summer, and only went back to live for a period of time during the Chinese New Year. When I work in the back, it's even busier.

Here, she felt the sincere family affection that she had not seen for a long time.

"From now on, I will be the real Song Xiaoran. Say goodbye to everything in the past, look forward and start over! ”

"The top priority is to get money first."

"Song Xiran has had a bad heart and weak body since he was a child, and he has spent a lot of time seeing a doctor over the years. This car accident completely emptied his family, and he even borrowed 3,000 yuan in debt. ”

"These are all things that Dad said when he was drunk. Mom and Dad are the kind of honest people who don't feel comfortable when they owe money to others. ”

"But where are you going to make money now? Even if I knew that real estate IT was about to take off in this era, I couldn't afford it! ”

"It seems that you can only earn the first pot of gold by setting up a stall!"

Song Xiaoran pondered, and the sleepiness gradually hit, today he beat a scumbag, recognized his relatives, and sold fish in the vegetable market for an afternoon, which was really tiring.

Although she was sleepy, Song Ximing outside the house became more and more worried.

"Is my sister talking to herself, or am I hearing my sister's heart again?"

Standing on a wall, Song Ximing didn't really hear it, but he could really hear his sister muttering, as if he was talking about making money, going into debt, and buying a house......

Song Ximing's head was also a mess at this time, and he doubted his life in various ways.

He even wondered if all the brothers in the world could hear his sister's heart? It's just that others don't tell him about it.

After all, today is also his first day as a brother, and it has not been more than 8 hours.

"Ask Yasuko tomorrow? He has more than ten years of experience as a man. Well? Yasuko, it's too bad! ”

Song Ximing was lying on the marching bed and was thinking, and when he thought of Kangzi, he instantly sat up and looked at the clock by the moonlight outside the window.

"Half past eleven! It's okay, it's okay! I almost forgot. ”

Song Ximing got up lightly, secretly put on his clothes, and prepared to go out.

Although the sound of opening and closing the door was very soft, Song Xiaoran, who was not asleep, still heard movement outside.

"What's the matter, it can't be a thief, right?"

There's really nothing to steal from here.

The thief will be in tears when he comes, and maybe he will leave a 10 yuan or 20 yuan right to help the poor......

Song Xiaoran got up from bed, looked for it, and held the only electrical appliance in this room in his hand - a large household flashlight!

I opened a crack in the door and looked first, and found that my brother was gone.

"Going out so late?" Song Xiaoran's eyes widened, "Could it be, go on a date?" ”

The gossip soul in her heart was burning, and she didn't hesitate, and followed out the door in her pajamas and a flashlight.

When I went out and came downstairs, I saw a person squatting next to the tricycle parked at the entrance of the building, fiddling with the car, looking like an older brother.

Song Xiaoran became playful, turned on the flashlight directly, and pressed his throat: "You drip, what drips are you doing?!" ”

Song Ximing was so frightened that he almost jumped up, and was about to open his mouth to explain, when he heard the giggling laughter of the corridor door.

Song Ximing recognized that this was his sister's voice, he was really angry and funny, and snorted coldly, too lazy to take care of it.

Song Xiaoran smiled, came over with a flashlight to help his brother illuminate, and saw that he was opening the car lock, and couldn't help but be curious:

"Brother is so late, where are you going?"

Song Ximing didn't have a good breath and said:

"Go to the night market."

"Ah, the night market?"

Song Xiaoran's face was flushed with excitement, she really dozed off and met the pillow,

"I also want to go to the night market, brother, you can also take me on a date, and I will give you a staff officer!"

"What a date! I'm going to do my buddy a favor! Song Ximing looked impatient and said angrily, "You are not allowed to go so late, go back to sleep honestly." ”

Song Xiaoran's eyes narrowed, his mouth did not move, and he remained suspicious.

[A single handsome guy went to the night market at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night to help his buddies? Who believes! Dating is dating, and I don't recognize it yet. If you don't admit it, forget it, don't bring me with you, you have the opposite sex and no family affection, you see if I will sue my mother tomorrow! 】

When Song Ximing heard his sister's heart, his head suddenly grew big, why is his sister so difficult.

Xiran doesn't have so many things to do, and he is very sensible.

Song Xiaoran grabbed the eldest brother's arm and shook it coquettishly and said, "Good big brother, kiss the eldest brother, you can take me there, I promise not to make trouble." ”