Chapter 451
Chapter 451
Chapter 451
"Why is this here? Are you mistaken?"
Song Ci looked at the silent ward and asked the little butterfly beside him.
Little Butterfly shook her head.
"This is right here. Li Jiuchang and I were here last time." Little Butterfly said.
That being said, it shouldn't be wrong.
As a traveler, you have a talent bonus for terrain and direction identification. As long as you come here once, you can't make a mistake.
"You come with me."
The little butterfly pulled Song Ci forward.
Song Ci looked around. It was indeed a big city, and the hospital environment was much better than that of Jiangzhou City.
Of course, it may also be because Li Jiuchang's home is in better condition and he lives in a high-end ward.
Little Butterfly took Song Ci and walked into a ward called 15A.
The entire ward is completely like a home. Except for the lack of a kitchen, it has everything it needs and is quite luxuriously furnished.
Song Ci followed Little Butterfly and walked into the ward, only to see a woman lying quietly on the hospital bed with a tube in her nose and water hanging on her arm.
A man next to him was arranging the items on the bedside.
"He is Li Jiuchang's father."
"Aren't they divorced?" Song Ci said in surprise.
But what greeted him was the blank look on Little Butterfly's face.
"Well, that's not the question to ask you."
Song Ci walked to the bedside and carefully observed the condition of Li Jiuchang's mother, but it was obvious that he could not see the reason. After all, he was not a doctor. Even if he was a doctor, it would be difficult to judge the patient's condition with just a pair of eyes.
"Li Jiuchang's mother, you are so sweet. I am a little butterfly. Do you still remember me? Li Jiuchang asked me to tell you that he loves you very much and asked you not to be angry with your father. He does not blame you..."
The little butterfly lay on Li Jiuchang's mother's pillow, muttering in a low voice. These were the words Li Jiuchang wanted to say to his mother.
"Little fool, she can't hear what you say now."
Song Ci patted her little head and said.
Little Butterfly is in a strange state now. If she doesn't show up, let alone hear her speak, she can't even be seen.
In fact, it wasn't just her. Song Ci stood in front of the hospital bed, and Li Jiuchang's father, who had been busy beside him, also turned a blind eye to him.
This is naturally because Song Ci uses "inch time", which completely blocks his sense of existence.
"Does Li Jiuchang have anything to say to his father?" Song Ci asked.
Little Butterfly nodded.
"You come with me."
Song Ci took Little Butterfly and walked behind the door of the ward. He took a string of amulets from his wrist and handed them to her, and then put away the [Inch Time].
Little Butterfly put the amulet on her wrist very skillfully, and her figure immediately appeared.
The movement here immediately attracted the attention of Li Jiuchang's father in the house.
"Who is it?" he asked.
After saying that, he walked out directly and saw the two people standing at the door.
"Who are you?" He was a little confused.
Song Ci did not answer his question, but looked down at the little butterfly.
Little Butterfly was a little timid, but after noticing Song Ci's gaze, it seemed to give her full courage.
She took a step forward and whispered: "Hello, dad Li Jiuchang."
Li Jiuchang's father was obviously stunned when he heard this, and then looked at Little Butterfly with complicated eyes.
"Hello, are you Li Jiuchang's friend?"
Little Butterfly nodded and said, "I am Tang Die."
"Hello, I wonder what brings you here?"
There was a hint of sadness on Li Jiuchang's father's face. When he saw the little girl in front of him, he thought of his deceased son again, and it was inevitable that he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
At the same time, he felt vaguely that the name was familiar. His son must have told him before, so he didn't pay attention to it for a while and found something wrong.
"Father Li Jiuchang, Li Jiuchang wants me to tell you something."
"Oh, really? What does he want you to tell me?" Li Jiuchang's father asked softly.
He just thought of it as the little girl in front of him whom his son had asked for before he was alive. Children are so innocent and cute.
"Li Jiuchang said, don't quarrel with your mother and ask you not to divorce. He likes his father and his mother. He hopes that the family will be happy."
"He told you this, you must be very good friends." Li Jiuchang's father said with emotion.
Then he said: "Would you like to come in and sit down?"
He didn't think it was a problem to stand at the door and talk. After all, when people came to visit patients, politely they couldn't exclude others from the ward.
"I haven't finished speaking yet." Little Butterfly continued in a low voice.
"Okay, then you continue talking." Li Jiuchang's father said with a smile.
Then he raised his head and said to Song Ci: "Your daughter is so cute."
Song Ci smiled slightly and didn't explain much.
Li Jiuchang and his father look very similar. It can be said that father and son share the same face, and there is a sense of simplicity when they smile.
The only difference is that Li Jiuchang's father is slightly fatter and has piercing eyes. He is a shrewd man at first glance.
"Li Jiuchang also said that his death was just an accident. He didn't blame his mother. He asked you not to blame his mother either? Take good care of her. She said that her mother is very pitiful. She only has you now..."
Little Butterfly's eyes turned slightly red as he spoke.
But the more Li Jiuchang's father heard about it, the more he felt something was wrong.
"You kid, what are you talking about?" He looked a little ugly.
After saying that, he looked at Song Ci. The meaning was obvious. Children are not sensible, so are adults?
Obviously, these words could not have been told to the other party while alive. Could it be possible to tell her after death?
But when his eyes met Song Ci's, he felt a slight chill in his heart. He saw that the other person's eyes seemed to be shining with starlight, and there was an invisible majesty. All the words he wanted to say were blocked in his throat, and he murmured in a low voice. Nan couldn't open his mouth.
"Go in and talk," Song Ci said.
"Okay, okay."
Li Jiuchang's father heard the words and subconsciously agreed. But after agreeing, he felt so weird that even he himself didn't understand what was going on.
But at this time Song Ci had already pulled the little butterfly into the house, and it was useless to talk about anything else.
"Don't you still have something to say to Li Jiuchang's mother? Go and tell her." Song Ci lowered his head and said to Little Butterfly.
"it is good."
Little Butterfly agreed and walked towards Li Jiuchang's mother's bedside again.
Li Jiuchang's father felt that this was too weird, and he reached out his hand to stop it, but Song Ci directly reached out and held down his shoulder, and he was immediately unable to move.
"Let her finish everything your son asked you first, and then I will explain to you." Song Ci said.
"Okay, okay."
Li Jiuchang agreed simply.
It's not that he didn't try to resist, but no matter how hard he tried, his whole body felt as if he was being pinned in place. Although he didn't feel any weight, he couldn't even move a finger.
"Hello, Li Jiuchang's mother, I am a little butterfly. Do you still remember me? You bought me potato chips before. When Li Jiuchang celebrated his birthday, I went to your house to eat cake... "
When the little butterfly said this, Li Jiuchang finally remembered.
Every year when his son celebrates his birthday, he invites a few good friends to join him, and Tang Die was one of the people his son invited in the past.
No wonder he felt a vague sense of familiarity when he heard this name. When Tang Die passed away, his son was very sad. He even explained it to his son. In addition, Tang Die's incident has also become a negative example for all mothers. His wife was in front of him. As mentioned before, you must keep an eye on your child and not let him go out alone, etc.
"Are you Tang Die? Are you Tang Zhoucong's daughter?"
His face became a little frightened, and he opened his mouth to scream, but his voice was stuck in his throat and he couldn't scream. "Don't scream, we don't have any harm. If it weren't for your son's entrustment, we wouldn't be here at all." Song Ci said.
Li Jiuchang's father thought to himself, I have to be able to scream even if I want to.
At this time, he continued to listen to the little butterfly: "Li Jiuchang tells you that he is very good now. You don't have to worry about him. He hopes that you can get better as soon as possible and stop quarreling with his father. He doesn't like you to quarrel. He hopes that you can Good..."
As Li Jiuchang's father listened, his expression gradually became a little brighter. He vaguely felt that these words might really be conveyed by his son.
After saying this, Little Butterfly said to herself: "Auntie, you have to get well as soon as possible. Li Jiuchang is my good friend. I will take care of him. You don't have to worry."
After saying this, Little Butterfly couldn't help but sigh deeply when he saw that Li Jiuchang's mother showed no sign of waking up.
Then he walked back to Song Ci and said, "Mr. Song, I'm done."
"Okay, you can ask Li Jiuchang's father if he has anything to say to Li Jiuchang."
Song Ci said, releasing the hand on Li Jiuchang's father's shoulder.
The moment Song Ci let go, Li Jiuchang's father felt that he could move, so he blurted out and asked: "Who are you?"
"I am the leader of Taoyuan Village, and she is the one who extradites the souls of the dead." Song Ci explained.
"Can...can you tell me in detail?" Li Jiuchang asked after hesitation.
He felt that he couldn't beat the opponent, and with the opponent's hand just now, he had no power to resist.
And he recalled the appearance of the little butterfly. This was indeed the little girl who had come to their home before, and her death was no secret, so now he was both frightened and curious.
Song Ci nodded, and then gave him a rough explanation of where Taoyuan Village was and the responsibilities of a traveler.
"You mean that my son's soul after his death was extradited to Taoyuan Village by you?" Li Jiuchang's father asked in a low voice.
Song Ci nodded, indicating that what he said was correct.
"Why not let him stay with us?" Li Jiuchang's father said a little sadly and reluctantly.
"Because the soul of the deceased will weaken if he stays in the world for too long. After a long time, there is even a danger of the soul flying away." Song Ci said.
"That's it, thank you, thank you for taking in my son, thank you, little... Walker, thank you for taking care of Jiuchang." Li Jiuchang's father said.
"We are good friends." Little Butterfly whispered.
"He was in a bad mood because he was worried about his mother. As his friend, Little Butterfly wanted to help him convey some words."
"Thank you, thank you. If there is anything I can do, just tell me." Li Jiuchang's father said quickly.
Although he was still dubious about what the two said, he still decided to believe it first.
"Please burn more incense for Li Jiuchang. Incense can nourish the soul. If you re-enter reincarnation, the stronger the soul, the smarter and healthier it will be in the next life."
"No problem, this is what I should do." Li Jiuchang's father said quickly.
"In that case, let's take our leave first." Song Ci said.
"Okay, let's see you off." Li Jiuchang's father said quickly.
"No need." Song Ci waved his hand directly.
At this time, Little Butterfly also took off the amulet from her wrist and handed it to Song Ci.
Song Ci reached out to take it, and then the little butterfly disappeared in front of Li Jiuchang's father's eyes.
Li Jiuchang's father's eyes widened and he exclaimed in surprise. He was about to ask a question, but found that Song Ci also disappeared without a trace in front of his eyes.
Li Jiuchang's father immediately looked around, and when he found no one, he slapped himself hard, and then rushed out of the ward.
"What's wrong with him?" Little Butterfly asked strangely.
"Don't worry about him, let's go."
"Goodbye, Auntie."
The little butterfly turned around and waved her little hand to Li Jiuchang's mother, who was still lying on the hospital bed.
Song Ci took Little Butterfly and walked out of the ward slowly.
When they reached the door, Li Jiuchang's father ran back in a hurry, with a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face.
Finally, his eyes moved to hospital surveillance.
-
"Mr. Song, where are we going?"
After leaving the hospital, Little Butterfly asked doubtfully.
"I see that you are not in a good mood. How about I take you for a walk?"
"Okay." Little Butterfly nodded happily.
Because it was not far from the pedestrian street, Song Ci took Little Butterfly to walk around the pedestrian street and bought some food.
This is not my first time reading Song Ci, but I don’t feel bored with it.
"I remember there was a noodle shop in front of me that tasted very good. I'll take you to eat there."
Song Ci remembered that he had eaten here once before. Not only were the noodles good, but their barbecue sausages and crispy pork were also delicious.
At this moment, Song Ci's cell phone rang.
Song Ci thought it was Nuannuan who missed him, but when she picked it up, she saw that it was Tang Zhoucong calling.
Song Ci lowered his head and looked at the little butterfly.
The little butterfly was also looking up at him.
"It's your father calling." Song Ci said.
Hearing this, Little Butterfly's face flashed with joy.
So Song Ci directly answered the phone.
"Mr. Song, are you in Shanghai now?" Tang Zhoucong asked excitedly.
"Li Jiuchang's father contacted you so quickly?" Song Ci asked with a smile.
He had already guessed how Tang Zhoucong knew he was in Shanghai.
"Well, Li Zhiqiang contacted me through Xiaodie's former class teacher."
Song Ci asked like this, and Tang Zhou had already determined that he was in Shencheng now.
Sure enough, at this moment, Song Ci said: "Yes, we are here on the pedestrian street now."
"Then when will you go back? Can I see you?" Tang Zhou asked hurriedly after hearing this.
Song Ci didn't know that he didn't want to see himself, but just wanted to see the little butterfly.
So he didn't refuse and said directly: "Okay, little butterfly happens to be with me..."
…………
"what happened?"
Su Wanting, who was blocked in front of Nuan Nuan, heard Nuan Nuan's doubtful voice and couldn't help but turn around curiously to ask.
"I saw daddy, daddy, daddy..."
Nuannuan rushed out from behind Su Wanting and shouted towards the other side of the road.
Yun Shiqi also turned his head and looked at the bustling crowd on the other side of the road, but did not see Song Ci.
"You must have seen it wrong. Your father is working in Jiangzhou City. How could he appear here?"
"Humph, I didn't read it wrong. I'm not a big fool. Can my father still admit his mistake?" Nuan Nuan said unconvinced.
"Then where is your father now?" Kong Yumei also waved and looked around.
Nuan Nuan shook her head with some disappointment and said: "I saw him just now, but he disappeared in an instant."
"Then you must be blinded." Yun Shiqi said.
"No way." Nuannuan said angrily.
Seeing her like this, Ma Zhiyong smiled and said, "Can't we just call and ask?"
"Yes."
(End of this chapter)
"Why is this here? Are you mistaken?"
Song Ci looked at the silent ward and asked the little butterfly beside him.
Little Butterfly shook her head.
"This is right here. Li Jiuchang and I were here last time." Little Butterfly said.
That being said, it shouldn't be wrong.
As a traveler, you have a talent bonus for terrain and direction identification. As long as you come here once, you can't make a mistake.
"You come with me."
The little butterfly pulled Song Ci forward.
Song Ci looked around. It was indeed a big city, and the hospital environment was much better than that of Jiangzhou City.
Of course, it may also be because Li Jiuchang's home is in better condition and he lives in a high-end ward.
Little Butterfly took Song Ci and walked into a ward called 15A.
The entire ward is completely like a home. Except for the lack of a kitchen, it has everything it needs and is quite luxuriously furnished.
Song Ci followed Little Butterfly and walked into the ward, only to see a woman lying quietly on the hospital bed with a tube in her nose and water hanging on her arm.
A man next to him was arranging the items on the bedside.
"He is Li Jiuchang's father."
"Aren't they divorced?" Song Ci said in surprise.
But what greeted him was the blank look on Little Butterfly's face.
"Well, that's not the question to ask you."
Song Ci walked to the bedside and carefully observed the condition of Li Jiuchang's mother, but it was obvious that he could not see the reason. After all, he was not a doctor. Even if he was a doctor, it would be difficult to judge the patient's condition with just a pair of eyes.
"Li Jiuchang's mother, you are so sweet. I am a little butterfly. Do you still remember me? Li Jiuchang asked me to tell you that he loves you very much and asked you not to be angry with your father. He does not blame you..."
The little butterfly lay on Li Jiuchang's mother's pillow, muttering in a low voice. These were the words Li Jiuchang wanted to say to his mother.
"Little fool, she can't hear what you say now."
Song Ci patted her little head and said.
Little Butterfly is in a strange state now. If she doesn't show up, let alone hear her speak, she can't even be seen.
In fact, it wasn't just her. Song Ci stood in front of the hospital bed, and Li Jiuchang's father, who had been busy beside him, also turned a blind eye to him.
This is naturally because Song Ci uses "inch time", which completely blocks his sense of existence.
"Does Li Jiuchang have anything to say to his father?" Song Ci asked.
Little Butterfly nodded.
"You come with me."
Song Ci took Little Butterfly and walked behind the door of the ward. He took a string of amulets from his wrist and handed them to her, and then put away the [Inch Time].
Little Butterfly put the amulet on her wrist very skillfully, and her figure immediately appeared.
The movement here immediately attracted the attention of Li Jiuchang's father in the house.
"Who is it?" he asked.
After saying that, he walked out directly and saw the two people standing at the door.
"Who are you?" He was a little confused.
Song Ci did not answer his question, but looked down at the little butterfly.
Little Butterfly was a little timid, but after noticing Song Ci's gaze, it seemed to give her full courage.
She took a step forward and whispered: "Hello, dad Li Jiuchang."
Li Jiuchang's father was obviously stunned when he heard this, and then looked at Little Butterfly with complicated eyes.
"Hello, are you Li Jiuchang's friend?"
Little Butterfly nodded and said, "I am Tang Die."
"Hello, I wonder what brings you here?"
There was a hint of sadness on Li Jiuchang's father's face. When he saw the little girl in front of him, he thought of his deceased son again, and it was inevitable that he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
At the same time, he felt vaguely that the name was familiar. His son must have told him before, so he didn't pay attention to it for a while and found something wrong.
"Father Li Jiuchang, Li Jiuchang wants me to tell you something."
"Oh, really? What does he want you to tell me?" Li Jiuchang's father asked softly.
He just thought of it as the little girl in front of him whom his son had asked for before he was alive. Children are so innocent and cute.
"Li Jiuchang said, don't quarrel with your mother and ask you not to divorce. He likes his father and his mother. He hopes that the family will be happy."
"He told you this, you must be very good friends." Li Jiuchang's father said with emotion.
Then he said: "Would you like to come in and sit down?"
He didn't think it was a problem to stand at the door and talk. After all, when people came to visit patients, politely they couldn't exclude others from the ward.
"I haven't finished speaking yet." Little Butterfly continued in a low voice.
"Okay, then you continue talking." Li Jiuchang's father said with a smile.
Then he raised his head and said to Song Ci: "Your daughter is so cute."
Song Ci smiled slightly and didn't explain much.
Li Jiuchang and his father look very similar. It can be said that father and son share the same face, and there is a sense of simplicity when they smile.
The only difference is that Li Jiuchang's father is slightly fatter and has piercing eyes. He is a shrewd man at first glance.
"Li Jiuchang also said that his death was just an accident. He didn't blame his mother. He asked you not to blame his mother either? Take good care of her. She said that her mother is very pitiful. She only has you now..."
Little Butterfly's eyes turned slightly red as he spoke.
But the more Li Jiuchang's father heard about it, the more he felt something was wrong.
"You kid, what are you talking about?" He looked a little ugly.
After saying that, he looked at Song Ci. The meaning was obvious. Children are not sensible, so are adults?
Obviously, these words could not have been told to the other party while alive. Could it be possible to tell her after death?
But when his eyes met Song Ci's, he felt a slight chill in his heart. He saw that the other person's eyes seemed to be shining with starlight, and there was an invisible majesty. All the words he wanted to say were blocked in his throat, and he murmured in a low voice. Nan couldn't open his mouth.
"Go in and talk," Song Ci said.
"Okay, okay."
Li Jiuchang's father heard the words and subconsciously agreed. But after agreeing, he felt so weird that even he himself didn't understand what was going on.
But at this time Song Ci had already pulled the little butterfly into the house, and it was useless to talk about anything else.
"Don't you still have something to say to Li Jiuchang's mother? Go and tell her." Song Ci lowered his head and said to Little Butterfly.
"it is good."
Little Butterfly agreed and walked towards Li Jiuchang's mother's bedside again.
Li Jiuchang's father felt that this was too weird, and he reached out his hand to stop it, but Song Ci directly reached out and held down his shoulder, and he was immediately unable to move.
"Let her finish everything your son asked you first, and then I will explain to you." Song Ci said.
"Okay, okay."
Li Jiuchang agreed simply.
It's not that he didn't try to resist, but no matter how hard he tried, his whole body felt as if he was being pinned in place. Although he didn't feel any weight, he couldn't even move a finger.
"Hello, Li Jiuchang's mother, I am a little butterfly. Do you still remember me? You bought me potato chips before. When Li Jiuchang celebrated his birthday, I went to your house to eat cake... "
When the little butterfly said this, Li Jiuchang finally remembered.
Every year when his son celebrates his birthday, he invites a few good friends to join him, and Tang Die was one of the people his son invited in the past.
No wonder he felt a vague sense of familiarity when he heard this name. When Tang Die passed away, his son was very sad. He even explained it to his son. In addition, Tang Die's incident has also become a negative example for all mothers. His wife was in front of him. As mentioned before, you must keep an eye on your child and not let him go out alone, etc.
"Are you Tang Die? Are you Tang Zhoucong's daughter?"
His face became a little frightened, and he opened his mouth to scream, but his voice was stuck in his throat and he couldn't scream. "Don't scream, we don't have any harm. If it weren't for your son's entrustment, we wouldn't be here at all." Song Ci said.
Li Jiuchang's father thought to himself, I have to be able to scream even if I want to.
At this time, he continued to listen to the little butterfly: "Li Jiuchang tells you that he is very good now. You don't have to worry about him. He hopes that you can get better as soon as possible and stop quarreling with his father. He doesn't like you to quarrel. He hopes that you can Good..."
As Li Jiuchang's father listened, his expression gradually became a little brighter. He vaguely felt that these words might really be conveyed by his son.
After saying this, Little Butterfly said to herself: "Auntie, you have to get well as soon as possible. Li Jiuchang is my good friend. I will take care of him. You don't have to worry."
After saying this, Little Butterfly couldn't help but sigh deeply when he saw that Li Jiuchang's mother showed no sign of waking up.
Then he walked back to Song Ci and said, "Mr. Song, I'm done."
"Okay, you can ask Li Jiuchang's father if he has anything to say to Li Jiuchang."
Song Ci said, releasing the hand on Li Jiuchang's father's shoulder.
The moment Song Ci let go, Li Jiuchang's father felt that he could move, so he blurted out and asked: "Who are you?"
"I am the leader of Taoyuan Village, and she is the one who extradites the souls of the dead." Song Ci explained.
"Can...can you tell me in detail?" Li Jiuchang asked after hesitation.
He felt that he couldn't beat the opponent, and with the opponent's hand just now, he had no power to resist.
And he recalled the appearance of the little butterfly. This was indeed the little girl who had come to their home before, and her death was no secret, so now he was both frightened and curious.
Song Ci nodded, and then gave him a rough explanation of where Taoyuan Village was and the responsibilities of a traveler.
"You mean that my son's soul after his death was extradited to Taoyuan Village by you?" Li Jiuchang's father asked in a low voice.
Song Ci nodded, indicating that what he said was correct.
"Why not let him stay with us?" Li Jiuchang's father said a little sadly and reluctantly.
"Because the soul of the deceased will weaken if he stays in the world for too long. After a long time, there is even a danger of the soul flying away." Song Ci said.
"That's it, thank you, thank you for taking in my son, thank you, little... Walker, thank you for taking care of Jiuchang." Li Jiuchang's father said.
"We are good friends." Little Butterfly whispered.
"He was in a bad mood because he was worried about his mother. As his friend, Little Butterfly wanted to help him convey some words."
"Thank you, thank you. If there is anything I can do, just tell me." Li Jiuchang's father said quickly.
Although he was still dubious about what the two said, he still decided to believe it first.
"Please burn more incense for Li Jiuchang. Incense can nourish the soul. If you re-enter reincarnation, the stronger the soul, the smarter and healthier it will be in the next life."
"No problem, this is what I should do." Li Jiuchang's father said quickly.
"In that case, let's take our leave first." Song Ci said.
"Okay, let's see you off." Li Jiuchang's father said quickly.
"No need." Song Ci waved his hand directly.
At this time, Little Butterfly also took off the amulet from her wrist and handed it to Song Ci.
Song Ci reached out to take it, and then the little butterfly disappeared in front of Li Jiuchang's father's eyes.
Li Jiuchang's father's eyes widened and he exclaimed in surprise. He was about to ask a question, but found that Song Ci also disappeared without a trace in front of his eyes.
Li Jiuchang's father immediately looked around, and when he found no one, he slapped himself hard, and then rushed out of the ward.
"What's wrong with him?" Little Butterfly asked strangely.
"Don't worry about him, let's go."
"Goodbye, Auntie."
The little butterfly turned around and waved her little hand to Li Jiuchang's mother, who was still lying on the hospital bed.
Song Ci took Little Butterfly and walked out of the ward slowly.
When they reached the door, Li Jiuchang's father ran back in a hurry, with a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face.
Finally, his eyes moved to hospital surveillance.
-
"Mr. Song, where are we going?"
After leaving the hospital, Little Butterfly asked doubtfully.
"I see that you are not in a good mood. How about I take you for a walk?"
"Okay." Little Butterfly nodded happily.
Because it was not far from the pedestrian street, Song Ci took Little Butterfly to walk around the pedestrian street and bought some food.
This is not my first time reading Song Ci, but I don’t feel bored with it.
"I remember there was a noodle shop in front of me that tasted very good. I'll take you to eat there."
Song Ci remembered that he had eaten here once before. Not only were the noodles good, but their barbecue sausages and crispy pork were also delicious.
At this moment, Song Ci's cell phone rang.
Song Ci thought it was Nuannuan who missed him, but when she picked it up, she saw that it was Tang Zhoucong calling.
Song Ci lowered his head and looked at the little butterfly.
The little butterfly was also looking up at him.
"It's your father calling." Song Ci said.
Hearing this, Little Butterfly's face flashed with joy.
So Song Ci directly answered the phone.
"Mr. Song, are you in Shanghai now?" Tang Zhoucong asked excitedly.
"Li Jiuchang's father contacted you so quickly?" Song Ci asked with a smile.
He had already guessed how Tang Zhoucong knew he was in Shanghai.
"Well, Li Zhiqiang contacted me through Xiaodie's former class teacher."
Song Ci asked like this, and Tang Zhou had already determined that he was in Shencheng now.
Sure enough, at this moment, Song Ci said: "Yes, we are here on the pedestrian street now."
"Then when will you go back? Can I see you?" Tang Zhou asked hurriedly after hearing this.
Song Ci didn't know that he didn't want to see himself, but just wanted to see the little butterfly.
So he didn't refuse and said directly: "Okay, little butterfly happens to be with me..."
…………
"what happened?"
Su Wanting, who was blocked in front of Nuan Nuan, heard Nuan Nuan's doubtful voice and couldn't help but turn around curiously to ask.
"I saw daddy, daddy, daddy..."
Nuannuan rushed out from behind Su Wanting and shouted towards the other side of the road.
Yun Shiqi also turned his head and looked at the bustling crowd on the other side of the road, but did not see Song Ci.
"You must have seen it wrong. Your father is working in Jiangzhou City. How could he appear here?"
"Humph, I didn't read it wrong. I'm not a big fool. Can my father still admit his mistake?" Nuan Nuan said unconvinced.
"Then where is your father now?" Kong Yumei also waved and looked around.
Nuan Nuan shook her head with some disappointment and said: "I saw him just now, but he disappeared in an instant."
"Then you must be blinded." Yun Shiqi said.
"No way." Nuannuan said angrily.
Seeing her like this, Ma Zhiyong smiled and said, "Can't we just call and ask?"
"Yes."
(End of this chapter)