He Is Warmer Than Time

Song Ran waved his hand: “My dad is not such a snobby person, so he can do it when his affection is reached. It is polite and affectionate.”

Song Guoqing is really a very powerful person. He doesn’t like the son-in-law candidate introduced by this brother-in-law. He is a poor boy in the country, and he is in the military camp. It’s nice to say it.

The two of them walked all the way from the supply and marketing cooperative to Tianzifang. On the way, Gu Jingxing kept asking Song Ran whether it was hot or not, whether he was tired or not.

Song Ran’s heel hurts, but her heart feels sweet: “Neither tired nor tired, not tired at all.”

Gu Jingxing raised his hand and folded two large white poplar leaves, and put them on Song Ran’s head: “If you are tired, tell me.”

“Ok, I know.”

After walking for half an hour, they finally saw rows of small houses with blue bricks and red tiles, and Wen Huihui, who was standing outside the courtyard of her house with anxious faces.

Song Ran smiled triumphantly, and took Gu Jingxing’s hand and walked forward unhurriedly.

Wen Huihui greeted them as soon as she saw them. She was a little angrily and frustrated: “Song Ran, what are you doing? When did you get off? Why didn’t you call me? You don’t know that I got off and didn’t see you. , How anxious.”

Song Ran glanced at her calmly: “I just went shopping with Jing Xing, what a big deal, don’t you make a fuss?”

Wen Huihui gritted her teeth: “I will worry about you.”

Song Ran joked: “You are not my mother, so worry too much.”

Wen Huihui knocked down her teeth and swallowed blood. She was already internally injured. On the surface, she could only say something in a grotesque way: “You girl, you just love to make jokes.”

In the courtyard of the bungalow, Song Ran’s stepmother, Shen Mengfang, was drinking coffee by the small table under the camphor tree. When she saw Song Ran and the others, she immediately shouted, “Oh, Xiao Ran, where did you go? Nong Ya (Dad) is very anxious (death in anxiousness).”

Song Ran glanced at her, didn’t say a word, took Gu Jing’s behavior and walked inside.

Shen Mengfang grabbed Gu Jingxing and said in Haicheng’s words: “Did you kidnap us Xiao Ran?”

Song Ran looked back at the woman in front of him: “He doesn’t understand Haicheng dialect. Aunt Shen can trouble you to speak Mandarin.”

Shen Mengfang snorted, and said with a sweet smile: “Oh, I have started to protect my shortcomings before getting married.”

Song Ranyun smiled lightly: “Isn’t it just right to protect my boyfriend? I don’t look like Aunt Shen, who protects other men.”

Song Ran knew exactly what the woman in front of her was doing and the disgusting things she would continue to do in the future.

In the first rebirth, she would not let the woman in front of her lose their Song family fortune.

For a moment, Shen Mengfang’s expression was a little dazed, but soon, she recovered and said fiercely: “Xiao Ran, what do you mean? Who am I protecting? Are you speaking clearly?”

Song Ran smiled and said, “Did you not protect your brother? Going to your Shen’s house all day long, isn’t it considered as protecting someone else’s head?”

Shen Mengfang was obviously relieved, and what else to say, Gu Jingxing guarded Song Ran and walked in: “Xiao Ran, let’s see your dad first, I’m afraid he is in a hurry.”

Shen Mengfang gleefully followed them into the bungalow. The little girl hadn’t returned all night, and Lao Song was on the fire. The little girl was so proud that she was afraid that there was a big show to be staged.

Song Ran let go of Gu Jingxing’s hand and walked into the room with him. In the hall, her father was sitting with a frightening expression on his face.