Chapter 58

Song Jin looked around in his eyes and asked with a smile: "Lu Nancheng, I'll show you my home."

He readily agreed. Song Hao saw them go upstairs one by one and began to cook.

Song Jin's family is a three story villa. It is said to be a three story villa, but the space of the third floor is small, with only storage, a roof, a table and a shed on it. Maybe I eat here occasionally to see the night scene.

The green plants planted in front of the roof railings have withered. Song Jin feels pitifully: "my green plants are dead."

"You used to take care of it?"

"Well, I didn't expect that he would die in a short time."

Seeing her sad face, Lu Nancheng comforted her a few words and turned to take him to the second floor.

There are three rooms on the second floor, one of which is Dr. Song's study. The door is open, and he sees books arranged neatly on the shelves.

Song Jin caught a glimpse of his eyes and pointed: "that's my father's study. There are a lot of books in it."

She simply pushed the door open and took him in. In the space of more than ten square meters, there were bookshelves on several walls except the desk. Every shelf was full of books, and some of them were piled on the ground.

Lu Nancheng looks up at an old wedding photo hanging on the wall. It's yellow and the frame is very new. It should have been mounted recently.

Looking at the photo, he thought that there was a couple photo on Dr. Song's desk, but there was no Song Jin in it.

"You don't have a picture of your family?"

Song Jin smiles and picks up the picture frame on the desk: "of course there are."

She neatly removed the photo frame. There was another photo on the back of the original photo. It was Song Jin in recent years. She was younger than she is now, with short hair and baby fat on her face.

She reloaded the frame: "I'm their light bulb, so I'm put in the back."

"My father-in-law and mother-in-law are very affectionate."

"Well, I remember they would often leave me at home and go out for romance on love day."

She seems to fall into memories. Lu Nancheng's dark eyes pass her quiet face. Song Jin continues to say: "not only is it memorial day, they often go out for romance on a whim, but not long after romance, my mother died."

Lu Nancheng saw the sadness in her eyes and her heart was astringent. She specially changed the topic: "don't you take me to your room?"

"Right next door."

Song Jin's room is not big, about the size of her study. She has a lovely quilt cover on her bed and a braided doll at the head of her bed. Her appearance is very old, but she washes it clean and keeps it upright.

Song Jin naturally held it in her arms: "this is what I brought from China. At that time, I was young and didn't understand. When my family immigrated, they had to take it with them. They were crying and crying, but my father had to carry it together. Later, they accompanied me for many years."

She patted the baby's face and sat on the edge of the bed. She put the baby on her lap. Lu Nancheng sat on the chair opposite her. There was a desk in front of her. It was clean and empty.

"Next to it is my father's room, which is so big that it can't compare with the old house of Lu family."

With a smile on the corner of her mouth, Lu Nancheng's eyes flashed over her bright eyes: "Dr. Song is a contribution to research, and the Lu family can't match him."

"It's hard to compare how many thousands of jobs Lu provides a year, which is more important to promote the national economic development and make greater contributions."

"No, not like Dr. Song."

"Lunan City, are we more interesting here?"

He said with a smile, "if you think there is, there will be. If you don't, there won't be."

Song Jin pursed her lips and got up from the bed: "go down, I'll help dad."

She took the lead in walking in front, hopping downstairs, Lu Nancheng did not move, and stayed in the room for a while before going down.

Song Hao is making western food, and his movements are very skillful. Song Jin starts to fight. Lu Nancheng suddenly thinks of Song Jin who is making western food for him in the hotel, but his movements are unfamiliar.

"Father in law often eats Western food?"

Song Hao looked back and laughed: "I like to make western food, Xiao Jin likes to make Chinese food."

Song Jin echoed: "Western food is just like that. How can it show my cooking skills?"

"Well, Western food is simple and suitable for me."

Father and daughter, one by one, Lu Nancheng see in the eye, two people seem to be very harmonious, completely a father and daughter.

He was about to get up to help when the rhubarb dog suddenly sprang up on his knees and shook his head.

Song Jin looked back and just saw: "rhubarb, are you hungry?"

Dr. Song immediately corrected: "don't name it indiscriminately. It's Alice."

The fruit in Song Jin's mouth almost spurted out. She immediately covered it and rolled her eyes: "Dad, what's your misunderstanding about Alice?"

"Alice, come here."

Song Hao shouts. The rhubarb dog immediately comes down from Lu Nancheng and squats at his feet. Song Hao gives him a piece of meat and wags his tail happily.

Song Jin also gave it lost fast meat, and to her tail, flattering to jump on her."Alice, go to the uncle."

She pointed out that when she landed in Nancheng, Alice seemed to understand it. She sat at the foot of it and wagged her tail again. Looking at the way it wagged its tail to please her, she looked a little like Song Jin. He laughed in his heart and raised his hand to rub the dog's head several times.

Song Hao began to clean up the table, three people's dinner, made a very rich western meal, and opened two bottles of red wine.

The night outside the window slowly falls, the warm yellow light in the room, the laughter of the three people leaking from the window, Alice sleeping on the leg of the table wagging her tail, Song Jin's drinking capacity is poor, even if she is coquettish, she is still forbidden to drink by Dr. Song, and the two bottles of red wine are almost divided between them.

Red wine has great potential, especially two bottles of vintage wine. Lu Nancheng is slightly drunk in his chair, but his dark eyes are bright, like a few stars in it. Song Jin looks at him with a smile, almost sucked in, and doesn't open her eyes immediately.

Next to Dr. song also slightly drunk, leaning in the chair began to speak professional terms, Song Jin knew he was drunk, grabbed his arm: "Dad, you are drunk."

Dr. Song is still rational, afraid of drunk talk, deliberately covered his forehead: "no, dizziness is severe."

"Dad, I'll take you up to rest."

"Well, I'm old enough to drink some wine."

Song Jin took advantage of the situation and took him to the room upstairs. When she came down, under the warm light, Lu Nancheng got up from his chair and was squatting on the ground teasing the dog.