Soft and delicate reborn, she is a beautiful boss

On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, make dough, make cakes and steamed buns, and apply flowers on them.

On this day, Chinese people all over the world begin to prepare staple foods for the New Year, whether it is making noodles or making steamed buns. The ancients used peach wood as a wood to ward off evil spirits, but later it was gradually replaced by red paper. "Decal flowers" are red paper pasted with New Year pictures.

Pasting Spring Festival couplets, pasting blessing characters and pasting window grilles express the hard-working people's blessings and yearning for a better life.

As interns at Hengchuan Securities, Song Hewan and Jian Zhiyan can return to their hometowns early to celebrate the New Year on this day.

Early in the morning, Jian Zhiyan picked up Song Hewan and set off back to Song Hewan's hometown - Qingzhou. Qingzhou is right next door to Ninghai City, but because Ninghai City is so large, the drive to Song's house takes 2 hours.

Speaking of going home for the New Year, it was originally agreed on Saturday, but Song Hewan hesitated for a few days before hesitantly told her parents last night that she would bring a classmate home for the New Year. In order to avoid her parents being suspicious, she first

It has been for a long time - there is a classmate whose parents are busy with business abroad and cannot come back in time for the Chinese New Year, so they have to leave him alone to celebrate the Chinese New Year without any relatives. Seeing how pitiful he is, I want to bring him back together. It is lively and lively. She is caring.

classmate.

Song Hewan talked around for a long time, but Song's father and Song's mother immediately just asked: "A boy or a girl?"

Her parents knew how to focus on the key points. Song Hewan silently murmured in her mind that sooner or later she would not be able to avoid this problem, so she bit the bullet and said, "It's a boy, but he's just a classmate, nothing else..."

The more she spoke, the less confident she became, and she felt very guilty.

But I never expected that my parents were very happy, "That's great. I can bring your children, classmates, etc. back if it's convenient. Mom and dad also want to see what your classmates are like, and want to know

How do you get along with everyone? Besides, it’s Chinese New Year, so we can’t let our children stay there alone in the desert.”

This was completely unexpected by Song Hewan. She remembered that when she was in high school, her parents were still very old-fashioned, but how come they changed their faces when she entered college. She didn't forget that there was Mozart, so she asked: "Then what else should I do?"

Can I bring another big dog back? My classmate raises it, and I’m worried that it will be hungry at home."

"Of course. You always said you wanted to get a dog, but your parents didn't let you get one because they were afraid it would delay your studies. Anyway, it's holiday now, so you will bring them all back this time and take good care of them." Mom and Dad.

The tone of voice full of laughter left Monk Song Hewan confused.

What's going on with them?

After hanging up the phone, Father Song and Mother Song looked at each other and smiled. Mother Song's eyebrows were filled with joy, "With He Wan's reticent temperament, I was worried that she wouldn't be able to get a boyfriend at school! Now it's better, not only does she have

Boyfriend, you can bring it back to us for a look, just in time to help her check."

Song Hewan's family is located by the Gulan River in Qingzhou.

Qingzhou, people with small bridges and flowing water.

The entire city's water system extends in all directions, with simple and elegant stone bridges, awning boats swaying on the long blue river, and rows of houses that exude the atmosphere of the times standing near the water, complementing the small bridges and flowing water.

This is a typical water town in the south of the Yangtze River, quiet and leisurely, remote and simple. The green mountains are hidden in the distance, and the boats are singing Jiangnan tunes. Beside the bridge, people are playing flutes and it is raining.

Song's father and Song's mother knew that Song Hewan was going home today, so they were waiting at the gate early to welcome their daughter home.

Being timid about being close to home, this was the first time Song Hewan went home after her rebirth. Her parents didn't know that their daughter had already died once. In this world, everything was going on as usual.

Fortunately, she was reborn. Otherwise, Song Hewan couldn't imagine how sad they would be after losing their daughter.

Jian Zhiyan drove over slowly. The alley was narrow, and his car could only park in the few parking spaces at the entrance. After turning off the engine, the two people got out of the car, and Jian Zhiyan opened the trunk.

Seeing him take out the large and small gift bags from the trunk, Song Hewan was shocked. "Are these all gifts for my parents?" she asked doubtfully.

"I came to your house to celebrate the New Year, how could I come empty-handed?" Jian Zhiyan looked at Song Hewan with a clean and sincere smile.

"No, you don't have to be so polite. It feels weird..." Song Hewan said in a low voice.

"What's weird?"

"It's just like...the son-in-law came to the door." The further he went on, the softer Song Hewan's voice became, until it was like the buzzing of a mosquito.

"What do you mean?" The corners of Jian Zhiyan's mouth raised. He heard what Song Hewan said. She said that she was the son-in-law of the Song family. He felt comfortable listening to it and wanted to hear the little girl say it again.

But Song Hewan shook her head and said, "Forget it, it's nothing. It's up to you."

On the other side, the enthusiastic neighbor aunt who loves to watch the fun and gossip ran to the Song family's yard early. "Hey, your daughter is back, and she brought a tall and handsome young man with her. Is he the son-in-law?

"

When Song's mother heard that she was tall and handsome, she immediately became energetic and was about to rush out when Song's father grabbed her. "Hey, look how anxious you are, where are you going?"

"Go and see classmate He Wan, aren't you curious?"

"Be reserved, be more reserved, they will be home soon." Song's father pretended to be serious and said. He showed his calmness, but in fact, he was more anxious than anyone else right now. He didn't know what he had brought back with his cabbage!

While they were talking, Song Hewan and Jian Zhiyan came over.

Father Song and Mother Song took a closer look and saw the elegant boy walking from a distance. He was wearing a houndstooth wool coat with a white turtleneck sweater underneath. He was gentle and elegant, like Yushu Zhilan.

Song Hewan's mother usually likes to watch idol dramas the most, especially those with handsome looks. When she saw Jian Zhiyan today, she felt as if she was seeing the male protagonist from a TV series, and she was happy as soon as she saw it.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back! Do you miss me? This is my classmate Jian Zhiyan, I told you on the phone." She pointed to Jian Zhiyan, and then pointed to the hand she was holding.

The big dog said, "This is Mozart, this is Jian Zhiyan's dog."

"Hello, uncle and aunt, my name is Jian Zhiyan, you can just call me Zhiyan. When we first met, I brought you some small gifts. Thank you for taking me in." Jian Zhiyan's every move was calm and generous.

"Zhiyan, isn't it? This child looks really good." Mother Song couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of her heart. Then she saw a bunch of gifts in Jian Zhiyan's hand and said, "Look at you child, come here."

, Why are you bringing so many things? It’s too outlandish. Come here, kid, come in quickly.”

The more Song Hewan's mother looked at Jian Zhiyan, the happier she felt and motioned for him to enter the house quickly.

How could this child be so handsome? He is so handsome! Song Hewan's mother was so happy that she couldn't help but agree with what she said - the mother-in-law looked at her son-in-law, and the more she looked at her, the happier she became.

"Are you and Wanwan classmates?" Song's father asked tentatively.

Jian Zhiyan thought for a while and answered solemnly: "For now, yes."

Song Hewan's father didn't expect Jian Zhiyan to be so honest. It seemed that the old couple had guessed right. Even if their ignorant daughter regarded this boy as a classmate and a friend, she had other ideas in mind!

Humph, this guy looks pretty good, and he seems to have some discernment.

Just as Dad Song was about to ask, Song Hewan interrupted him first. "Okay, let me take a breather. Has Jian Zhiyan's room been tidied up?"

"It has been packed up a long time ago. He sleeps in your room and you sleep in the study. I just heard you say yesterday that your mother packed it up overnight," Song's father said.

"Uncle and aunt, let me sleep in the study room and let Hewan sleep in her own room." Jian Zhiyan blurted out after hearing what Song Hewan's father said.

Oh, in front of us, it sounds so intimate! And "He Wan", Father Song muttered in his heart.

"Zhiyan, don't be so polite. Wanwan used to sleep in the study room. She studied late in high school before, so she fell asleep directly in the study room every night." Song's mother explained.

"Okay, I'll take him upstairs first. He can go to whichever room he wants." She paused and then said, "Mom and dad, I'll take him to settle down before he comes down."

Mozart, who had just arrived in a strange environment, seemed very reserved. He did not perform lion dance for everyone today, nor did he show everyone the scene of tearing up his family and running away, which made Jian Zhiyan feel at ease.

He thought about it and decided that it would be better not to take Mozart upstairs, so he left Mozart on the first floor. "Uncle and aunt, it is very naughty, where is the best place to tie it?"

The big dog understood that its owner was cheating on him and howled dissatisfiedly, making Father Song and Mother Song laugh. They also liked dogs very much.

"It's okay, there's no need to tie him up. I've been with Mozart twice and he's still very well-behaved." Song Hewan said. She rubbed the big dog's head and said to it softly: "Isn't it Mozart? We are well-behaved."

!I’ll take your master upstairs to look at the room. Don’t run around downstairs!”

The big dog howled twice, as if saying "ok". Then, it lay down on the ground obediently.

"It's so smart, it seems like it can understand what we are talking about." Mother Song opened her eyes wide and was very surprised.

When Mozart heard Song's mother's praise, he raised the dog's head with a proud and proud expression, "Of course, this dog is very smart. As expected of my beautiful sister's family, every word makes the dog happy. Unlike the owner, who is the most annoying dog.

Already."

Its movements and demeanor caught the eyes of Father Song and Mother Song, making them laugh from ear to ear. No wonder my daughter has been clamoring to get a dog. They look really interesting and rare.

ah!

"Mom and Dad, we're going upstairs." Song Hewan took Jian Zhiyan upstairs.

Song Hewan's home is a two-story Western-style building with an additional small attic as a utility room.

The first floor is the living room, dining room and kitchen, as well as two bedrooms in the north and south. The one facing south is where Song's father and mother usually sleep. The north-facing room only has a piano, where Song Hewan practiced piano when she was a child.

it's here.

The second floor is a bedroom, a study room, and a laundry room.

Song Hewan's bedroom is haze blue, which suits her calm temperament very well. The low-saturation haze blue background wall, paired with the cream white bed, has a simple and elegant shape, giving the whole room a unique mystery and romance.

It turns out that this is the place where she grew up and slept. Jian Zhiyan stood in the room, feeling every bit of it, and imagining Song Hewan's growth in her mind.

Later, Song Hewan brought Jian Zhiyan to the study.

As soon as the door was opened, the large floor-to-ceiling bookshelf was filled with all kinds of books, and the walls were filled with awards and photos of Song Hewan's growth process.

Jian Zhiyan made a quick decision and said, "I'll sleep here. It looks very comfortable here."