Chapter 418

"How sorry! It's holding up your business. " It's weekend. Business in town should be good.

Mrs. Wang readily said, "Hey, business is going on every day. It's not bad for this day. You stay, and I'll give this to Uncle Wang. "

"Thank you and Uncle Wang so much, otherwise we don't know if we can find a suitable car to help us." Song Qingcheng said happily.

"You don't see what we're after." That's for helping them carry things.

After that, song Qingcheng and Xin Yue didn't have to take care of song Xiaomei. Old lady song sat still, waiting to go to her new home.

After an hour's cleaning up, everything was loaded into the car.

Xin Yue drove them, song's mother, song's father and brother Wang's car to show them the way.

It will take about half an hour to drive here to the new house. After arriving at the house, according to the custom, first the guests set off firecrackers for a lucky picture.

If there are no guests, it can be put by your family. In the sound of firecrackers, the owner opens the door with valuables, which means a good omen. Then brother Wang rushed in with chicken, duck and fish, which implied that he was rich in food and clothing.

After a while of excitement, song's mother began to be busy cooking; sister-in-law Wang couldn't help her, so she helped her cook together.

This day, at last, was spent in high excitement.

……

In the evening, after seeing off Wang's wife and Xin Yue, song's mother began to clean up her clothes. Song Qingcheng told the old lady in the morning that she would go back to her mother's house tonight, so she could stay at home tonight. And it's the experience of having a room.

I don't think it's bad to live with my little sister before. I just want to feel how I feel when I finally have a big house to live in.

I helped my mother clean up for a while, but it was basically some clothes and so on, and she couldn't help. Tired for a day, she washed early and lay on her comfortable bed.

The quilts and sheets on the bed are all new, not only in her room, but in all the rooms. And it's from her on the Internet. It's not only cheap, but also good-looking.

She bought eight sets at a time and planned to replace them with two sets for one person. However, the seller was very happy to see that she bought more and gave her two more sets.

On the soft bed, I don't want to get up when I lie down. But she sat up. She now knows what other people are feeling.

Especially grandma, who always insisted against it. Now that she has such a good house to live in, let's see whether she is happy or not.

When thinking like this, song Qingcheng went downstairs.

Because my sister's legs are not convenient, so I live downstairs. There are only two bedrooms downstairs, and the other one is arranged for grandma. Considering that grandma is old, it is not convenient to go upstairs and downstairs.

Song Qingcheng pretends to go downstairs to pour water, and then takes a look at Xiaomei's room. I can see that my little sister is in a good mood. She will still be painting. She went to the next room again.

"Oh, it's so comfortable. It's so nice to see the moon outside when you lie in bed."

Before Song Qingcheng came to the door, he heard grandma's words about amusing herself in the room. She covered her mouth with a smile, and quietly backed back.

As it turns out, there is no one unhappy with such a nice big house.

She went back upstairs, closed the door and got ready for a good sleep.

But, lying in a comfortable bed, facing the ceiling, and can not find sleep. It seems that I haven't recovered from the joy and excitement, and I always worry that when I wake up, everything is just a dream.

I don't know how long later, when she was about to fall asleep, the mobile phone beside her pillow suddenly vibrated. It's the sound of information. She grabbed the phone and wondered, who would send a message to herself so late?

It's from Ji Zhengting.

He has made two phone calls today, one in the morning and one in the afternoon. Probably he was worried that he was busy at night, so he didn't call. He just sent a message to ask if he was asleep?

She sent a message back to him, telling him she wasn't asleep.

Soon, his call came. Song Qingcheng looked at the familiar number on the screen, and his lips unconsciously raised.

"Didn't you say there was time difference between there and China? Why did you call me at this time?" Song Qingcheng answered the phone and asked him.

"The time difference is not very big. Well, is the busy work over? " He asked.

"It's over. Lie in bed and get ready to rest."

"Well, you did it on purpose?"

"What?" She doesn't know.

"Know I want to hold you to sleep, but also deliberately told me you lie in bed." He wanted to get over the phone.

Song Qingcheng's heart is crying for injustice I'm just telling the truth. "

"After a busy day, are you tired?""Tired is also happy, I finally have their own home." When I said this, the smile on my face was unconsciously deepened.

"Mrs. Ji, you seem to have made a mistake." Shouldn't her home be Ji's?!

“…… If your mother blows me out again in the future, I'll have a home at least. " No longer have to live on the streets, no longer be ridiculed as a homeless stray dog!

On the other end of the phone, he didn't speak and didn't know how to answer her.

"I'm kidding you." Song Qingcheng is worried about his anger.

It's still quiet on the phone. Let song Qingcheng doubt, is the line broken, or he hung up?

She took the phone away from her ear and looked at it. It's still on the phone! She put the phone to her ear again. Just as she was about to speak, his voice came from the phone, "do you miss me?"

This sentence has no waves and waves, but it seems to contain a lot of unspeakable feelings.

Song Qingcheng only felt that the softest place in her heart was touched. It was like the long suppressed yearning in her heart was released.

"When will you be back?" Song Qingcheng did not answer, but asked him.

If you say "yes", you feel too affected. It's less than three days since you left. But if you don't want to say "no", you already thought about it when you watched him leave.

It's strange to miss someone. It's not something that can be controlled by thinking. It's something that overflows from the bottom of my heart with time. It's real and overflowing.

"Don't run away from the topic." Ji Zhengting is obviously not satisfied with her change of topic.

Song Qingcheng nuzui, more tactful way back: "not really want to."

The implication is to think.