Eighties Sweetheart Wife

When he returned home in the evening, little Asheng was still in tears. Finally, he hugged Song Yunuan and said in a choked voice: "Sister, if I can go with you, I can still help my sister."

Song Yunuan hesitated.

Little Asheng took advantage of the victory and pursued it: "Sister, I promise to be obedient and I can still take care of myself. By the way, apart from not knowing how to cook, I can do everything else, such as farming, catching bugs, cutting grass and feeding the horses. You are not as good as me." "

The children of the poor become rich early.

Song Yunuan was ashamed.

Yes, when it comes to farm work and housework, she is just a loser, and she is not as good as Asheng.

She couldn't even tell the difference between wheat and weeds.

Little Asheng said again: "Sister, I know you want to protect me and don't want others to know, but I just went to play with you and no one knew."

"Sister, woohoo... I really want to go out and play with you."

"Okay, stop crying, I'll take you there."

So Song Yunuan decided to take her younger brother with her. Unexpectedly, there was a call from the brigade headquarters, saying that Mr. Ji also wanted to take Yingying, and asked Song Yunuan if he wanted to take Asheng.

So, the Song family had to agree.

Asheng is sensible and capable of taking care of himself. It is actually very worry-free to not let anyone abduct him except for those who stutter.

Especially traveling in this season is like traveling around the mountains and rivers.

Things were packed very quickly, almost including a large handbag. Song Yunuan carried a satchel, and Ah Sheng carried a newly made backpack.

Made of thick fabric.

I also made one for Yingying.

This time it was a collective action, with Mr. Ji following us and a special car to pick us up, so I brought a lot of money with me.

Yesterday, the Song family worked separately and sold a total of 1,079 yuan.

Mrs. Song was cruel and gave Song Yunuan 500 yuan. In this case, she would have 1,100 yuan in her hand.

1,100 yuan, they are all ten yuan a piece, and they don’t take up much space.

The remaining 100 yuan is change.

If I get more, Song Yunuan won't want it.

Even if they dig out things, they won't sell them.

To be honest, Song Yunuan brought a lot of money when she went out.

Mrs. Song Qian warned her and she felt relieved when she saw the car coming to pick up Xiao Nuan and Asheng.

There were all military vehicles and soldiers escorting us, so we were really relieved.

Not to mention there is Mr. Ji.

There is no child who doesn't like to go out and play. Asheng's happy little mouth couldn't close his mouth.

On the way, Song Yunuan asked Mr. Ji, had he seen the jade Ruyi in Lin Qing's hand?

Mr. Ji nodded: "I saw it, it is the best of jade. I heard Lin Qing said that her grandfather asked Ah Zhong to bring it to her. He said it was an ancestral heirloom of the Wei family. It was supposed to be given to Lin Qing's mother. Unfortunately, Lin Qing's My mother was disobedient and insisted on marrying Lin Du. As a result, she ended up depressed and committed suicide. Now let her keep her well as a thought. "

"How much is it worth now?"

"I can't tell, it won't be less than 100,000."

Song Yunuan smiled brightly: "Grandpa Ji, what do you do? Isn't it a bit unprofessional?"

Mr. Ji glared at her: "Why, aren't you happy that I am a generalist?"

"Can't the general who wields his sword and leaps on his horse write poems and draw pictures?"

“Can’t the cook play the piano?”

After a moment of output, Song Yunuan immediately shut up.

Then his attention was attracted by two children.

It is easier and more enjoyable to take this kind of child who has better self-care ability than her to go out.

The smart and cute baby makes her happy on the road.

In this way, we arrived at the provincial capital of Jacheng.

The two groups of people gathered here.

In the guest house in the provincial capital of Jacheng, Song Yunuan immediately spotted Gu Huaian sitting in the lobby looking down at documents.

[Ah, my little brother, we are so destined to meet you thousands of miles away! 】

The long-lost voice sounded in Gu Huaian's heart.

I thought we would never see each other again in this lifetime, but I never expected that we would see each other again in less than a month.

Although he was disgusted with everything in his heart, Gu Huaian, who had an elegant face, still had a soft smile in his eyes.

The little girl still looks the same.

Say the jubilant words with the most serious expression.

[Little brother, what are you doing here? 】

【Is it because you want to meet me by chance? 】

[By the way, let me tell you something. 】

But at this moment, the jubilant shouts of joy suddenly stopped.

Ji Lao stood in the hall and waved to Gu Huaian who had already stood up. His voice was very friendly and casual: "Huaian, come here."

Gu Huaian put down the documents in his hand, walked over slowly, and glanced at Song Yunuan who was standing aside pretending to be a stranger.

What is she going to say to herself?

There was no other sound at this time.

Gu Huaian's voice became clearer: "Mr. Ji, the room has been arranged. Do you want to come up with me and have a look?"

"You take Xiao Nuan and the three of them upstairs first. After cleaning up, they all come down for the meeting. Is Director Feng here yet?"

"It's already here. I just went to the local archives office."

The entire guest house has five floors and seems to have more than fifty rooms, all of which have been booked by these people.

Mr. Ji is right to worry. As for this battle, it is almost the same without raising troops and mobilizing the masses.

The relevant staff of the museum is an archaeological research laboratory specializing in the history of the Western Jin Dynasty. Gu Huaian is a professor of the history department of Beidu University, and he happens to be in this research group.

But he basically won't come forward for such things.

Being a history professor is just a matter of trust. When he knew that Song Yunuan was here, he took the initiative to go and found a lot of information.

What shocked him was that the more he studied, the more he seemed to think that Song Yunuan's analysis made some sense.

He was accompanied by guards and security and military personnel.

The local government naturally stepped in and set up a working group.

Therefore, if nothing is found, such labor and effort is really a joke.

The so-called "knocking on mountains and shaking tigers" does not exist.

Song Mingsheng looked up at Gu Huaian, who had soft brows, and asked happily: "Should I call you uncle? Or should I call you big brother?"

Gu Huaian: "How do you say that?"

"That Uncle Chu won't let me call him brother."

Gu Huaian twitched his lips and said, "You can do whatever you want."

"You are so good-looking, I still want to call you big brother."

Gu Huaian saw Song Yunuan burst into laughter and asked, "Why did you bring Ah Sheng here?"

"The family was very busy and no one looked at him. The main reason was that he cried too much, so I had to bring him here. Yingying happened to have no one to look after him, and the two children kept him company."

Gu Huaian nodded and did not continue to ask.

He held Ah Sheng's hand and told Song Yunuan that he would take Ah Sheng to the bathroom to wash up. After Song Yunuan had finished cleaning up, he would go to the conference room to gather.

Yingying was led into the room by Song Yunuan.

After packing up and going downstairs, Yingying and Asheng had someone to take care of them. Both children were precocious and did not need adults to worry about them at all.

Song Yunuan followed Gu Huaian into the conference room on the first floor.

When I came in, the place was almost full.

Mr. Ji nodded to Song Yunuan and Gu Huaian, without making any introduction, and directly talked about the content of the meeting.

After hearing the end, Song Yunuan understood and ignored the role of her letter.

At this time, Gu Huaian and Song Yunuan were sitting together. Like Ji Lao, they were part of the entourage.

But not dominance.

Gu Huaian, who was sitting next to Song Yunuan, was sitting tall and straight, with an aura of nobility. When he saw Song Yunuan looking at him, he curled his lips at her.

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