He Is Warmer Than Time

Song Ran shouted to the people outside the courtyard: "Cao Ma, come in, the courtyard door is unlocked."

Cao's mother hurriedly walked to her while pinching the corner of her clothes. Song Ran sat up straight and looked up at her: "Why are you here?"

The straw hat looked solemnly and said: "Today, Mengfang told me that he asked me to go home tomorrow to visit the children at home, and gave me five yuan. I wondered if she wanted to do anything to disburse me. So, come over and tell you."

Song Ran smiled: "Well, it's time to come over and say, you are interested."

With that said, Song Ran took out fifty yuan and put it in Cao Ma’s hands. Cao’s eyes lit up suddenly, and Shen Mengfang stooped to the house. He never gave money, and the money for buying vegetables was considered deadly and wanted to go away. She only gave five yuan, which is as generous as the second lady of the Song family. One give is fifty.

Who will she serve, isn't that clear at a glance?

Cao's mother grabbed the money in her hand and became more and more diligent: "Then what do you want me to do?"

Song Ran beckoned, Wu Ma leaned over, Song Ran whispered a few words, Cao Ma nodded frequently, and finally, Biao said faithfully: "I will do it well."

There will be more money after it is done. Who will have trouble with money?

Song Ran waved his hand: "Well, you go back first."

The next day, Monday, Song Ranhuang went to the office. When Song Xuan saw her, she frowned and became cold: "You still learn to skip class?"

Song Ran hurried over: "Don't get angry, don't get angry, I asked the teacher for leave, not skipping class."

Song Xuan looked at her up and down: "Are you okay?"

Song Ran's eyes were dark: "How is it possible? Sister, I'll take you to a place."

"Do you think I look like you? There are so many things waiting for me to do."

Song Ran directly picked up the bag for her and grabbed her hand: "These things can be set aside, my business is very urgent!"

Song Xuan was dragged by Song Ran to a small building and looked up: "Isn't this Dad's house? Shen Mengfang lives here now, what are you going to do?"

Song Ran raised his eyebrows: "Reliable news, Zhao Mingyi will come to Shen Mengfang today."

Song Xuan frowned: "What are you doing nonsense?"

Although she said that, Song Xuan's feet did not move. She was really curious about whether Zhao Mingyi and Shen Mengfang had any improper relationship.

Of course Song Ran understands her sister. She knows that she is stubborn and duplicity. She ran to the back of the house if she was dragging her. She knew where Shen Mengfang lived, and she dragged Song Xuan's hand to a pear tree, and she whispered. Said: "Sister, Shen Mengfang's bedroom is here. Wait a moment, you can hear what I want you to hear."

Song Xuan looked solemn.

The two of them squatted under the window since noon, and squatted until the twilight began, when Shen Mengfang's voice came from the window above their heads: "Your legs are not sharp yet. What are you doing when you run out?"

Zhao Mingyi's voice: "I don't worry about you, come and have a look."

Zhao Mingyi has gradually noticed that Song Xuan is indifferent to him, and he also realized that he alone may not be able to reach the Song family. Only by joining forces with Shen Mengfang can the current situation be reversed, and he deliberately revealed what he cares about. Means to come.

Shen Mengfang sighed: "What do I do well? I was swept out by Lao Song and lived in such a shabby house. I haven't seen him for a few months. I guess it's not far from divorce."

Zhao Mingyi: "Then is there any way to get back to him?"

"Do you think I don't want to? Where is it so easy?"