Chapter 349
Chapter 349
Chapter 349
"Do you have enemies?" Yun Wanli was shocked after hearing Song Ci's entrustment.
"That's right." Song Ci said helplessly.
He doesn't want to either.
"What do you mean, who did you provoke outside? You tell me, I want to see who is so brave to mess with my family."
Yun Wanli's tone was full of anger. As a policeman, what he fears most is that criminals will mess with his own family.
"It's better not to interfere in this matter, just arrange a few people to pay more attention." Song Ci explained.
In fact, with the blessing of the word protection, this kind of protection involving rules is impossible for ordinary people, or ordinary tricks, to shake, but if you arrange a few people, you will always feel at ease.
"Why, look down on me. Let me tell you, I don't believe that in Jiangzhou City, there is no criminal force that dares to wrestle with me."
This is true, since the people don't fight with officials, and the country is now cracking down on evil forces quite vigorously. There are really few civilian forces who dare to compete with the police, let alone a criminal policeman with strength and background. .
"You can't control this matter, don't ask too much, just arrange a few people to protect some, give me half a month, and I will completely solve this problem."
"Are you sure?" Yun Wanli asked back.
At this moment, he seemed to have vaguely guessed something.
Song Ci was silent for a while, and then said in a deep voice: "If something happens to me, please say sorry to my parents and I will trouble them in the future."
This is what Song Ci really wanted to say when he called Yun Wanli today.
When Yun Wanli heard the words, he vaguely guessed something in his heart, and when he heard Song Ci's words like confessing his last words, he immediately felt his heart sink, and he had a very bad premonition.
"What nonsense are you talking about? My parents are so old and still expect them to help you raise the child. If you have a conscience, get out and raise it yourself." Yun Wanli said loudly.
"Got it, thank you."
Song Ci was on the other end of the phone, chuckled lightly, and hung up the phone.
Then he turned his head and looked at the surrounding wilderness. It is said to be Nanyue here, but it should be more accurate to say Bamin.
Coming from the cold north to the warm south, Song Ci felt hot and dry, and he really wore too many clothes.
But it didn't matter, he could bear it for the time being, so he stepped forward again and walked along the green field.
This place is in the countryside, surrounded by farmland, but not far away, there are luxurious villa buildings with various styles.
Chinese pastoral style, ancient Roman architectural style, Rococo architectural style, European medieval style...
Seeing Song Ci dazzled, it is hard to imagine that this is actually a rural area.
Song Ci went straight to a rural style villa.
The door of the villa was closed tightly, and Song Ci didn't know if the owner was at home, so Song Ci stepped forward and knocked on the door.
"Excuse me, is anyone home?"
No one answered, Song Ci knocked again, looked around, and found a very delicate cast-iron bell next to it, Song Ci pulled the bell, knocked a few times, and soon a woman's voice came.
"Come on, come on, who is it?"
"Excuse me, is this the master's house? I have something to ask."
As the iron door was opened, a middle-aged woman appeared in front of Song Ci. She was slightly fat and dignified, and her skin was so white and tender that water could be squeezed out. She couldn't see the appearance of a rural woman at all.
But it's not surprising when you think about it. Those who can live in such a house at home must not make a living from farming, but must have other businesses outside.
This seems to be a tradition in the area of Bamin, earning money outside and building a house at home.
Returning to the roots of fallen leaves seems to be branded in their bones.
The traditional Chinese culture is also the most complete protection in Bamin.
Festivals, ancestor worship, clan concepts, etc. have all been well passed down.
"who are you looking for?"
Seeing Song Ci's appearance, with a handsome face and an upright appearance, the woman relaxed her vigilance a little.
"Auntie, I want to inquire whether this object is in your family's collection."
Song Ci took out a piece of paper, on which was the shape of a chiseled mirror, which was hand-painted by Song Ci.
The situation was urgent, so he didn't hide it anymore, and went straight to the point, and then prepared to spend money to buy it back.
The middle-aged woman glanced at the pattern on the paper, her expression changed slightly, but she quickly retracted and said directly: "No, you are looking for the wrong person."
After speaking, he turned around and was about to close the courtyard door.
Song Ci hurriedly stopped her and said, "Auntie, I'm not a bad person, I'm willing to buy at the market price."
Bronze mirrors are used as daily utensils, so there are many existing ones, and countless ones are in good condition.
As for the price of bronze mirrors, one depends on the appearance, the second depends on the decoration, the third depends on the historical source, the fourth depends on the size and weight, and the fifth depends on the drawing and inscriptions.
As for the chiseled mirror, although Xu Miaosheng and his wife have been "refined" for many years and have all kinds of magic, but to ordinary people, it is just an ordinary bronze mirror.
There are neither withdrawals nor inscriptions, nor historical sources.
Apart from the good condition and exquisite decoration of the ancient mirror, there is not much to praise about it. Naturally, the price of such a bronze mirror is not much higher. Even the Ming Dynasty bronze mirrors auctioned by major auction houses in the past few years have not been listed. million.
"We don't have this bronze mirror at home, you can look for it elsewhere." The woman said to Song Ci through the courtyard door.
"Auntie, I have already inquired. This mirror is in your family's collection. I didn't come here rashly. The price is negotiable. I really want to buy it." Song Ci said nicely.
I don't know if it was because Song Ci gave people a very friendly first impression, or because of his kind tone, the woman finally let go.
"If the man is not at home, I can't be the master."
"That's fine, when the master comes back, I'll come to the door again." Song Ci hurriedly said.
"Afternoon." The woman said.
Song Ci heard the words and immediately said: "That's okay, then don't bother me for now. I will disturb you when the master comes back in the afternoon."
After Song Ci finished speaking, he turned and left.
The woman heard that there was no movement outside, so she opened the door and took a look. Seeing that Song Ci had indeed left, she went back to the house, found her mobile phone, and called her man.
"Bronze mirror? How did the other party find this place?"
"How do I know."
"It might be from Guoguang." The man on the phone said.
"What kind of friends are you? I said at the beginning that I shouldn't lend him money, and in the end I used a broken mirror to pay off the debt." The woman said dissatisfied.
"This isn't a broken mirror, it's an antique, a bronze mirror from the Ming Dynasty. I asked someone to see it."
"How much is that worth?"
"This one……"
"Since someone came to buy it, it can be seen that it has its own value. Let's not talk about it. Didn't the other party say to come back in the afternoon? I will talk to the other party then."
"Okay, by the way, have you received your daughter yet?"
"Not yet, the plane is delayed."
"Let's say that first."
After the woman finished speaking, she hung up the phone directly.
At this time, an old woman came out of the house and asked, "Has Xiazi come back?"
-
After Song Ci left, he returned directly to Taoyuan Village.
Under the old peach tree, Cai Dumpling was the only one swinging on the swing, looking a bit lonely.
But when she saw Song Ci, she immediately stood up excitedly.
"Why are you the only one, what about the others?" Song Ci asked strangely.
It's understandable that Xiaomi and Little Butterfly aren't here, where did Yun Chuyao go?
"Sister and the others went out to work, and Aunt Yaoyao went to find Aunt Liang." Cai Dumpling said.
Song Ci suddenly realized that Aunt Liang was referring to Liang Siyu. She was also Kong Yumei's student many years ago, and Yun Chuyao's colorful brocade was a gift from her.
"Why don't you go together?" Song Ci patted her little head and asked.
"Your Excellency's talk is boring, so I don't want to go, I'll wait for Brother Shenxian to come back." Cai Dumpling said with a smile.
"In that case, do you dare to go out with me?" Song Ci asked with a smile.
"Dare." Cai Dumpling said loudly.
"Aren't you afraid now?"
"Brother Immortal will protect me." Cai Dumpling said loudly.
"Little mouth is so sweet, let's go."
Song Ci pulled her and disappeared directly into Taoyuan Village, then passed through the old peach tree and came to Qingxi Garden in an instant.
He promised Lao Liang that he would come to see him today, give him an answer, and do what he promised. In addition, he also wanted to test Lao Liang to see if he was in the game or an outsider.
If he is an outsider, then Lao Liang will definitely not let it go, so no matter whether Liang Hongyan's husband is an insider or not, it will have a certain influence on him.
In short, there is no harm to Song Ci, only benefits.
What's more, Song Ci helps Lao Liang fulfill this wish, and he can also get the wish power value, which is not for nothing.
When Song Ci appeared in Qingxi Garden with vegetables and dumplings, Lao Liang was already waiting at the gate of the community, pacing back and forth anxiously.
Song Ci promised that he would come this morning, and he was so excited that he stayed up all night, but it was already past noon, and there was no sign of the other party, so Lao Liang was naturally anxious.
For a while, he felt that Song Ci was lying to him, and for a while, he felt that it was impossible.
After all, it is impossible for a person who can help a dog fulfill his last wish to deceive him. If he really deceived him, the other party would not refuse the money yesterday.
But in this case, why hasn't the other party come yet?
Is it because the daughter has returned to the sea of souls and is no longer in the world?
At this moment, when he looked up, he saw Song Ci standing not far away looking at him.
He quickly took two steps.
"Mr. Song, how are you? Have you seen my daughter?" Lao Liang asked anxiously.
Song Ci nodded.
"What did she say?"
"Her death was indeed not an accident. She said that she was killed by her husband, but her husband is quite powerful in the local area. Even if you know, there is probably nothing you can do." Song Ci stared at Lao Liang and said.
"So what? I'm not afraid of him. I'm an old man. Besides, in a society ruled by law, I don't believe in unreasonable things." Lao Liang said angrily.
"Your son is a lawyer. You can discuss this matter with him. I have fulfilled your wish, so I will leave first." Song Ci said.
Old Liang finally realized when he heard the words, and hurriedly said, "Thank you, thank you..."
"Mr. Song, can I meet my daughter? Just... just like Marshal Huang." Old Liang begged.
"She was worried about her son, and stayed by his side and refused to leave." Song Ci explained.
"Son?" Old Liang was very surprised when he heard this.
"Why, what's wrong?" Song Ci asked.
"My daughter doesn't have a son, she only has one daughter." Lao Liang looked at Song Ci with a strange face, as if wondering if he was lying and deceiving himself.
"Really?" Song Ci was also a little surprised when he heard this.
Then he described Liang Hongyan and her appearance to Lao Liang in detail, including her son.
Old Liang was also very surprised when he heard the words, because the Liang Hongyan Song Ci spoke of was indeed her daughter.
"Could it be that my daughter has an illegitimate child outside?" Lao Liang was also puzzled. After all, his daughter had been married to other places for many years, so he didn't know exactly what happened.
He wanted to ask Song Ci again, but when he looked up, he found that Song Ci had left at some point.
Lao Liang was stunned for a moment, but fell into deep thought. He felt that the matter of his daughter was not as simple as it appeared on the surface. He was old and wanted to track down her daughter. one time.
As Lao Liang thought this way, he turned around and walked towards home.
And Song Ci had already returned to Taoyuan Village with vegetables and dumplings.
Cai Dumpling strolled around outside, as if letting go of the wind, her mood became lively again, and she ran to the side to play on the slide by herself.
But Song Ci exhaled the jar interface.
Will power: 12 points
Refining gas: 5.94+
Wish: Revive wife Yun Chuyao (10000) - Insufficient wish power
Helping Lao Liang fulfill his wish, Song Ci gained 10 points of wish power.
This surprised Song Ci, but he was sure that Lao Liang was just an outsider.
It was only because he was Liang Hongyan's father that he was part of the plan.
However, what Lao Liang said reminded Song Ci that Yun Wanli should help him look up the detailed information of Liang Hongyan. Whether it is useful or not, it is better to know than not to know.
"Song Ci."
At this moment, a shout interrupted his thoughts.
Song Ci followed the prestige, and saw Yun Chuyao standing at the bottom of the slope, waving his hands excitedly at him.
Song Ci waved his hand, and Yun Chuyao immediately ran up from the slope.
Yun Chuyao's body floated like a frightened bird, skimmed across the hillside nimbly, and landed in front of Song Ci.
"Why are you here?" she asked happily.
"Why, can't I come?" Song Ci reached out and touched her cheek.
"Of course you can, but you used to come here at night, and now I'm not used to coming in suddenly during the day, right, vegetable dumpling?" Yun Chuyao asked the vegetable dumpling sitting on the slide.
"Correct."
Cai Dumpling didn't know what they were talking about, so he just opened his mouth and said right.
"Look, what is this?"
Yun Chuyao took out an exquisite dragon and phoenix hairpin from behind and showed it off to Song Ci.
"It's really beautiful." Song Ci said in admiration.
"That's right, Sister Liang gave it to me, as well as the Xia brocade from last time. I don't know what to give her back." Yun Chuyao muttered, full of depression.
These items are all transformed from incense, and the incense she eats is seriously insufficient, so how can she have surplus incense to transform these decorations.
"Don't worry, as the wife of the head of Taoyuan Village, how can you be so shabby? Don't worry, I will find a way."
"You are so kind, I love you." Yun Chuyao reached out to stop Song Ci's neck, and was about to kiss him lightly.
"Oh shit."
Cai Dumpling let out a strange laugh, Yun Chuyao turned around and made a face at her, which made her laugh out loud.
Song Ci stayed in Taoyuan Village until the afternoon, then passed through the old peach tree and came directly to the door of the owner of Tongjing.
After knocking on the door, it was still the woman who opened the door for Song Ci in the morning.
"My husband hasn't come back yet, come in and wait a while." The woman opened the door and let Song Ci enter the courtyard.
Song Ci looked at the scenery in the courtyard curiously.
Yuchi rockery, pavilions, pavilions and pavilions, I did not expect that there are such exquisite Jiangnan style buildings in this place of Fujian.
"Come in and have a meeting." The woman greeted Song Ci to enter an octagonal pavilion next to her.
There are stone tables and chairs in the pavilion, and tea is placed on the stone tables.
Song Ci was not polite, and went straight to sit down.
"Where is the young man from?" The woman asked Song Ci, pouring a cup of tea.
"Jiangzhou people." Song Ci said.
"Jiangzhou? My daughter is also studying in Jiangzhou." The woman was a little surprised when she heard the words.
"Really? That's really a coincidence. Which university does your daughter go to?"
"Jiangzhou University."
"what?"
Song Ci was a little surprised, because Kong Yumei was a professor at Jiangzhou University's School of Literature.
(End of this chapter)
"Do you have enemies?" Yun Wanli was shocked after hearing Song Ci's entrustment.
"That's right." Song Ci said helplessly.
He doesn't want to either.
"What do you mean, who did you provoke outside? You tell me, I want to see who is so brave to mess with my family."
Yun Wanli's tone was full of anger. As a policeman, what he fears most is that criminals will mess with his own family.
"It's better not to interfere in this matter, just arrange a few people to pay more attention." Song Ci explained.
In fact, with the blessing of the word protection, this kind of protection involving rules is impossible for ordinary people, or ordinary tricks, to shake, but if you arrange a few people, you will always feel at ease.
"Why, look down on me. Let me tell you, I don't believe that in Jiangzhou City, there is no criminal force that dares to wrestle with me."
This is true, since the people don't fight with officials, and the country is now cracking down on evil forces quite vigorously. There are really few civilian forces who dare to compete with the police, let alone a criminal policeman with strength and background. .
"You can't control this matter, don't ask too much, just arrange a few people to protect some, give me half a month, and I will completely solve this problem."
"Are you sure?" Yun Wanli asked back.
At this moment, he seemed to have vaguely guessed something.
Song Ci was silent for a while, and then said in a deep voice: "If something happens to me, please say sorry to my parents and I will trouble them in the future."
This is what Song Ci really wanted to say when he called Yun Wanli today.
When Yun Wanli heard the words, he vaguely guessed something in his heart, and when he heard Song Ci's words like confessing his last words, he immediately felt his heart sink, and he had a very bad premonition.
"What nonsense are you talking about? My parents are so old and still expect them to help you raise the child. If you have a conscience, get out and raise it yourself." Yun Wanli said loudly.
"Got it, thank you."
Song Ci was on the other end of the phone, chuckled lightly, and hung up the phone.
Then he turned his head and looked at the surrounding wilderness. It is said to be Nanyue here, but it should be more accurate to say Bamin.
Coming from the cold north to the warm south, Song Ci felt hot and dry, and he really wore too many clothes.
But it didn't matter, he could bear it for the time being, so he stepped forward again and walked along the green field.
This place is in the countryside, surrounded by farmland, but not far away, there are luxurious villa buildings with various styles.
Chinese pastoral style, ancient Roman architectural style, Rococo architectural style, European medieval style...
Seeing Song Ci dazzled, it is hard to imagine that this is actually a rural area.
Song Ci went straight to a rural style villa.
The door of the villa was closed tightly, and Song Ci didn't know if the owner was at home, so Song Ci stepped forward and knocked on the door.
"Excuse me, is anyone home?"
No one answered, Song Ci knocked again, looked around, and found a very delicate cast-iron bell next to it, Song Ci pulled the bell, knocked a few times, and soon a woman's voice came.
"Come on, come on, who is it?"
"Excuse me, is this the master's house? I have something to ask."
As the iron door was opened, a middle-aged woman appeared in front of Song Ci. She was slightly fat and dignified, and her skin was so white and tender that water could be squeezed out. She couldn't see the appearance of a rural woman at all.
But it's not surprising when you think about it. Those who can live in such a house at home must not make a living from farming, but must have other businesses outside.
This seems to be a tradition in the area of Bamin, earning money outside and building a house at home.
Returning to the roots of fallen leaves seems to be branded in their bones.
The traditional Chinese culture is also the most complete protection in Bamin.
Festivals, ancestor worship, clan concepts, etc. have all been well passed down.
"who are you looking for?"
Seeing Song Ci's appearance, with a handsome face and an upright appearance, the woman relaxed her vigilance a little.
"Auntie, I want to inquire whether this object is in your family's collection."
Song Ci took out a piece of paper, on which was the shape of a chiseled mirror, which was hand-painted by Song Ci.
The situation was urgent, so he didn't hide it anymore, and went straight to the point, and then prepared to spend money to buy it back.
The middle-aged woman glanced at the pattern on the paper, her expression changed slightly, but she quickly retracted and said directly: "No, you are looking for the wrong person."
After speaking, he turned around and was about to close the courtyard door.
Song Ci hurriedly stopped her and said, "Auntie, I'm not a bad person, I'm willing to buy at the market price."
Bronze mirrors are used as daily utensils, so there are many existing ones, and countless ones are in good condition.
As for the price of bronze mirrors, one depends on the appearance, the second depends on the decoration, the third depends on the historical source, the fourth depends on the size and weight, and the fifth depends on the drawing and inscriptions.
As for the chiseled mirror, although Xu Miaosheng and his wife have been "refined" for many years and have all kinds of magic, but to ordinary people, it is just an ordinary bronze mirror.
There are neither withdrawals nor inscriptions, nor historical sources.
Apart from the good condition and exquisite decoration of the ancient mirror, there is not much to praise about it. Naturally, the price of such a bronze mirror is not much higher. Even the Ming Dynasty bronze mirrors auctioned by major auction houses in the past few years have not been listed. million.
"We don't have this bronze mirror at home, you can look for it elsewhere." The woman said to Song Ci through the courtyard door.
"Auntie, I have already inquired. This mirror is in your family's collection. I didn't come here rashly. The price is negotiable. I really want to buy it." Song Ci said nicely.
I don't know if it was because Song Ci gave people a very friendly first impression, or because of his kind tone, the woman finally let go.
"If the man is not at home, I can't be the master."
"That's fine, when the master comes back, I'll come to the door again." Song Ci hurriedly said.
"Afternoon." The woman said.
Song Ci heard the words and immediately said: "That's okay, then don't bother me for now. I will disturb you when the master comes back in the afternoon."
After Song Ci finished speaking, he turned and left.
The woman heard that there was no movement outside, so she opened the door and took a look. Seeing that Song Ci had indeed left, she went back to the house, found her mobile phone, and called her man.
"Bronze mirror? How did the other party find this place?"
"How do I know."
"It might be from Guoguang." The man on the phone said.
"What kind of friends are you? I said at the beginning that I shouldn't lend him money, and in the end I used a broken mirror to pay off the debt." The woman said dissatisfied.
"This isn't a broken mirror, it's an antique, a bronze mirror from the Ming Dynasty. I asked someone to see it."
"How much is that worth?"
"This one……"
"Since someone came to buy it, it can be seen that it has its own value. Let's not talk about it. Didn't the other party say to come back in the afternoon? I will talk to the other party then."
"Okay, by the way, have you received your daughter yet?"
"Not yet, the plane is delayed."
"Let's say that first."
After the woman finished speaking, she hung up the phone directly.
At this time, an old woman came out of the house and asked, "Has Xiazi come back?"
-
After Song Ci left, he returned directly to Taoyuan Village.
Under the old peach tree, Cai Dumpling was the only one swinging on the swing, looking a bit lonely.
But when she saw Song Ci, she immediately stood up excitedly.
"Why are you the only one, what about the others?" Song Ci asked strangely.
It's understandable that Xiaomi and Little Butterfly aren't here, where did Yun Chuyao go?
"Sister and the others went out to work, and Aunt Yaoyao went to find Aunt Liang." Cai Dumpling said.
Song Ci suddenly realized that Aunt Liang was referring to Liang Siyu. She was also Kong Yumei's student many years ago, and Yun Chuyao's colorful brocade was a gift from her.
"Why don't you go together?" Song Ci patted her little head and asked.
"Your Excellency's talk is boring, so I don't want to go, I'll wait for Brother Shenxian to come back." Cai Dumpling said with a smile.
"In that case, do you dare to go out with me?" Song Ci asked with a smile.
"Dare." Cai Dumpling said loudly.
"Aren't you afraid now?"
"Brother Immortal will protect me." Cai Dumpling said loudly.
"Little mouth is so sweet, let's go."
Song Ci pulled her and disappeared directly into Taoyuan Village, then passed through the old peach tree and came to Qingxi Garden in an instant.
He promised Lao Liang that he would come to see him today, give him an answer, and do what he promised. In addition, he also wanted to test Lao Liang to see if he was in the game or an outsider.
If he is an outsider, then Lao Liang will definitely not let it go, so no matter whether Liang Hongyan's husband is an insider or not, it will have a certain influence on him.
In short, there is no harm to Song Ci, only benefits.
What's more, Song Ci helps Lao Liang fulfill this wish, and he can also get the wish power value, which is not for nothing.
When Song Ci appeared in Qingxi Garden with vegetables and dumplings, Lao Liang was already waiting at the gate of the community, pacing back and forth anxiously.
Song Ci promised that he would come this morning, and he was so excited that he stayed up all night, but it was already past noon, and there was no sign of the other party, so Lao Liang was naturally anxious.
For a while, he felt that Song Ci was lying to him, and for a while, he felt that it was impossible.
After all, it is impossible for a person who can help a dog fulfill his last wish to deceive him. If he really deceived him, the other party would not refuse the money yesterday.
But in this case, why hasn't the other party come yet?
Is it because the daughter has returned to the sea of souls and is no longer in the world?
At this moment, when he looked up, he saw Song Ci standing not far away looking at him.
He quickly took two steps.
"Mr. Song, how are you? Have you seen my daughter?" Lao Liang asked anxiously.
Song Ci nodded.
"What did she say?"
"Her death was indeed not an accident. She said that she was killed by her husband, but her husband is quite powerful in the local area. Even if you know, there is probably nothing you can do." Song Ci stared at Lao Liang and said.
"So what? I'm not afraid of him. I'm an old man. Besides, in a society ruled by law, I don't believe in unreasonable things." Lao Liang said angrily.
"Your son is a lawyer. You can discuss this matter with him. I have fulfilled your wish, so I will leave first." Song Ci said.
Old Liang finally realized when he heard the words, and hurriedly said, "Thank you, thank you..."
"Mr. Song, can I meet my daughter? Just... just like Marshal Huang." Old Liang begged.
"She was worried about her son, and stayed by his side and refused to leave." Song Ci explained.
"Son?" Old Liang was very surprised when he heard this.
"Why, what's wrong?" Song Ci asked.
"My daughter doesn't have a son, she only has one daughter." Lao Liang looked at Song Ci with a strange face, as if wondering if he was lying and deceiving himself.
"Really?" Song Ci was also a little surprised when he heard this.
Then he described Liang Hongyan and her appearance to Lao Liang in detail, including her son.
Old Liang was also very surprised when he heard the words, because the Liang Hongyan Song Ci spoke of was indeed her daughter.
"Could it be that my daughter has an illegitimate child outside?" Lao Liang was also puzzled. After all, his daughter had been married to other places for many years, so he didn't know exactly what happened.
He wanted to ask Song Ci again, but when he looked up, he found that Song Ci had left at some point.
Lao Liang was stunned for a moment, but fell into deep thought. He felt that the matter of his daughter was not as simple as it appeared on the surface. He was old and wanted to track down her daughter. one time.
As Lao Liang thought this way, he turned around and walked towards home.
And Song Ci had already returned to Taoyuan Village with vegetables and dumplings.
Cai Dumpling strolled around outside, as if letting go of the wind, her mood became lively again, and she ran to the side to play on the slide by herself.
But Song Ci exhaled the jar interface.
Will power: 12 points
Refining gas: 5.94+
Wish: Revive wife Yun Chuyao (10000) - Insufficient wish power
Helping Lao Liang fulfill his wish, Song Ci gained 10 points of wish power.
This surprised Song Ci, but he was sure that Lao Liang was just an outsider.
It was only because he was Liang Hongyan's father that he was part of the plan.
However, what Lao Liang said reminded Song Ci that Yun Wanli should help him look up the detailed information of Liang Hongyan. Whether it is useful or not, it is better to know than not to know.
"Song Ci."
At this moment, a shout interrupted his thoughts.
Song Ci followed the prestige, and saw Yun Chuyao standing at the bottom of the slope, waving his hands excitedly at him.
Song Ci waved his hand, and Yun Chuyao immediately ran up from the slope.
Yun Chuyao's body floated like a frightened bird, skimmed across the hillside nimbly, and landed in front of Song Ci.
"Why are you here?" she asked happily.
"Why, can't I come?" Song Ci reached out and touched her cheek.
"Of course you can, but you used to come here at night, and now I'm not used to coming in suddenly during the day, right, vegetable dumpling?" Yun Chuyao asked the vegetable dumpling sitting on the slide.
"Correct."
Cai Dumpling didn't know what they were talking about, so he just opened his mouth and said right.
"Look, what is this?"
Yun Chuyao took out an exquisite dragon and phoenix hairpin from behind and showed it off to Song Ci.
"It's really beautiful." Song Ci said in admiration.
"That's right, Sister Liang gave it to me, as well as the Xia brocade from last time. I don't know what to give her back." Yun Chuyao muttered, full of depression.
These items are all transformed from incense, and the incense she eats is seriously insufficient, so how can she have surplus incense to transform these decorations.
"Don't worry, as the wife of the head of Taoyuan Village, how can you be so shabby? Don't worry, I will find a way."
"You are so kind, I love you." Yun Chuyao reached out to stop Song Ci's neck, and was about to kiss him lightly.
"Oh shit."
Cai Dumpling let out a strange laugh, Yun Chuyao turned around and made a face at her, which made her laugh out loud.
Song Ci stayed in Taoyuan Village until the afternoon, then passed through the old peach tree and came directly to the door of the owner of Tongjing.
After knocking on the door, it was still the woman who opened the door for Song Ci in the morning.
"My husband hasn't come back yet, come in and wait a while." The woman opened the door and let Song Ci enter the courtyard.
Song Ci looked at the scenery in the courtyard curiously.
Yuchi rockery, pavilions, pavilions and pavilions, I did not expect that there are such exquisite Jiangnan style buildings in this place of Fujian.
"Come in and have a meeting." The woman greeted Song Ci to enter an octagonal pavilion next to her.
There are stone tables and chairs in the pavilion, and tea is placed on the stone tables.
Song Ci was not polite, and went straight to sit down.
"Where is the young man from?" The woman asked Song Ci, pouring a cup of tea.
"Jiangzhou people." Song Ci said.
"Jiangzhou? My daughter is also studying in Jiangzhou." The woman was a little surprised when she heard the words.
"Really? That's really a coincidence. Which university does your daughter go to?"
"Jiangzhou University."
"what?"
Song Ci was a little surprised, because Kong Yumei was a professor at Jiangzhou University's School of Literature.
(End of this chapter)