Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Song Ci took a nap and was taken to the collection room by Han Aoyu. Han Aoyu gave her a precious authentic Qi Baishi melon and fruit painting on which a bunch of grapes were painted. Song Ci felt a little dizzy when she received this grand gift.

Grandmother and mother's relic jewelry, although not the treasure of the collection level, but also the old goods of real gold and silver. Among them, the grandmother's platinum-set jade ring is the work of an international jewelry master.

"This brooch is Zhan Zhan's mother's favorite jewelry. She wore it when she graduated from college." Han Aoyu gently stroked the gorgeous fish-shaped brooch, thinking of the scene on the day of her daughter's graduation, and felt uncomfortable.

"Zhan Zhan's mother has a bad life and died early. If she is still here, she must be very satisfied with you. Song girl, you keep all these things, and there are no other female relatives in our family. You are the only one, and you can wear them if you want. , put it away if you don't wear it."

Han Aoyu put them in a long jewelry box and handed them directly to Song Ci.

Song Ci hugged them, not happy to receive the gift, some just sad. She stared at the slightly hunched back of the old man Han Aoyu, hesitated again and again, but asked cautiously, "Grandpa, how did mom die?"

After asking this, Song Ci was startled when she saw the old man's body.

Song Ci immediately regretted it, she shouldn't have asked.

Han Aoyu didn't look back, he stared at Han Mulan's graduation certificate on the collection shelf, and said in a low voice, "About Mulan, I think it's time to let Zhan Zhan tell you personally."

He turned around, smiled kindly at Song Ci, and said, "That's Zhan Zhan's mother after all. He can say it if he wants to. If he doesn't want to say it, I won't say it." In terms of respecting children, he is an example worthy of thousands of parents to learn from.

Song Ci hurriedly nodded, "Grandpa said, Song Ci understands."

Song Ci returned to the bedroom with the gift, but Han Zhan was still not in the room. After putting away her things, Song Ci heard Han Zhan's shout from downstairs. She walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked down, and saw that Han Zhan had taken off his coat and was fighting with Lin Chongan and Fang Shen on the school grounds.

Song Ci stared at Han Zhan's fierce fighting style, and it was not difficult to imagine how high-spirited he looked when he was in the army. How many secrets are hidden behind such a brother Han?

Thinking of Han Zhan's statement that there were chestnut trees on the back mountain, Song Ci wanted to pick up chestnuts, so she took off her skirt and changed into long clothes and trousers to go downstairs. Song Ci wanted to find a basket, but she didn't know where to put the basket at home.

She found Zhong Bugui and asked him, "Uncle Zhong, do you have a basket at home? I want to go to the back mountain to pick up chestnuts."

"Have!"

Zhong Bugui took her to the utility room and found a small bamboo basket for her. Song Ci took the basket and looked at it carefully. He felt that the small basket looked unique, so he asked him: "Uncle Zhong, where did you buy this basket? I will also buy two and send them back to Wangdong, so I can save money on grocery shopping in the future. Bags are environmentally friendly and save money.”

Zhong Bugui sold out, "Guess what."

Song Ci couldn't help but think deeply. Could it be that this basket was made up by grandpa? "Is this grandpa's craft?"

Zhong Bugui shook his head, and then the mystery was revealed, "No, it was made by Zhan Zhan."

"what?"

Song Ci was taken aback, her brother Han could actually weave baskets?

On Han Zhan's hobby list, it seems that the hobby of bamboo weaving is written on it.

"What's the matter, Zhan Zhan's weaving skills are good." Zhong Bugui opened a wooden cabinet, which was filled with various styles of ornaments, Zhong Bugui introduced: "This big rooster, this rabbit, this goose, all It's Zhan Zhan's work."

Song Ci picked up the bamboo woven rabbit and couldn't put it down. "Can you get this for me?"

"You take it."

Song Ci sent the rabbit upstairs, and then carried the basket and accompanied Zhong Bugui to go down to the back mountain to hunt for chestnuts. Zhong Bugui used a bamboo pole to hit the chestnut tree a few times, and the ripe chestnut fell with its shell.

Song Ci was wearing sneakers. She used the sole of her shoe to soften the spikes on the chestnut, and then used the screwdriver in her hand to pry open the chestnut shell and take out the pulp inside. The first time he was working, Song Ci was clumsy and stabbed his hand several times.

After a while, Han Zhan also came.

He just had a fight with Fang Shen and the others, and he was sweaty, so he didn't wear a jacket, only a short-sleeved sweatshirt. As soon as he came, Song Ci threw the screwdriver to Han Zhan, "Brother Han, come and peel the shell."

Han Zhan took the screwdriver and bowed his head and tilted the chestnut shell. As he was working, he said, "Grandpa heard that you are here to pick up chestnuts, and he has already started killing chickens." Before Song Ci could answer, Han Zhan said again, "Grandpa said You are too thin, you need to make up more."

Song Ci's expression was a bit complicated. "I just ate duck hot pot last night, and I ate chicken stewed with chestnuts tonight. It's a very nourishing day." Song Ci put down the basket in her hand, pinched her slender waist and slender legs, feeling that she would stay in the countryside for a few days. It will gain several pounds of meat.

"I'm about to gain weight, does Brother Han dislike it?"

Han Zhan first shook his head, "I don't dislike it. It's good to have more meat. It's comfortable to hold." Han Zhan looked up at Song Ci and saw that she was worried, and said, "Why is your idol burden so heavy, you should be fatter or thinner. It's all good looking."

Song Ci immediately took out her mobile phone, found a full body photo of herself, and turned herself into a fat man weighing more than 150 pounds, with fat, double chin, and thick legs. Handing the good photo to Han Zhan, Song Ci asked, "Does it look good?"

Han Zhan stared at the photo for a long time before saying, "It still looks good now."

"Ha!" Song Ci sneered, "A man's mouth, a deceiving ghost!"

The man's mouth began to lie again: "But even if you gain weight, I like it."

Song Ci was very happy in her heart, but her expression was questioning. "What you guys like to be fat is a fat chest and a fat waist. I still don't know your inferiority?"

As a man, Han Zhan is guilty.

In the evening, my grandfather really made the chestnut roast chicken. Song Ci ate the meat and mixed the rice with the soup, which was really supportive. She dragged Han Zhan for a few laps on the school ground, did some warm-up exercises, and then took a basketball with Han Zhan to the court to play.

To Han Zhan's surprise, Song Ci's basketball was actually good, and his dribbling moves made his eyes shine. She can do the back dribble, the crotch dribble, and the cross step.

"Brother Han, I'll show you a three-step layup." After Song Ci finished speaking, he controlled the basketball a few steps to run under the basketball board, jumped, and dunked the basketball into the basket with one hand. Han Zhan, who thought Song Ci was bragging, was a little surprised.

"Not bad." Han Zhan praised sincerely.

Han Zhan took off his coat and said to Song Ci, "Come on, let's fight!"

Song Ci was very ambitious, his eyes were fierce, and he controlled the ball and ran towards the basketball hoop. Han Zhan stopped in front of her, blocking her progress, and wanted to reach out to grab her basketball. Song Ci protected her ball and tried to break through.

But Han Zhan is like a hill, blocking all her way in front of her.

Song Ci couldn't find a chance, and was a little annoyed by Han Zhan's coercion. She suddenly grabbed Han Zhan's sweatshirt collar, dragged his head down, and kissed him fiercely.