Chapter 381

Early the next morning, song Xintong embarked on the passenger ship with the Jiangnan specialty he had bought. It was full of tourists from south to north. The local accent was everywhere, which made people feel inexplicably friendly.

Song Xintong didn't go up to get involved. After all, as a woman with children, she'd better keep a low profile. Who can make her look so good?

Well, it's enough to think shamelessly.

In the morning, the boat fell asleep. It was not until noon that she woke up.

Song Xintong stooped to pick up the warm shoes and put them on her, "are you hungry? My mother asked my aunt to bring up food. "

Wennuan just woke up and rubbed her bleary eyes. She was still a little dizzy, but as soon as she heard about food, she nodded: "eat meat."

"Let my aunt see if there is one." Song Xintong combed his hair.

Warm dizzy looking out of the window, gaping at the different scenery outside, "Niang, changed."

"We're on the boat. I told you yesterday. Let's go home by boat. We'll see my father and uncle in a few days." Song Xintong took the man to the window and pointed out the magnificent river and the mountains. "Look, we are walking on the water and we will be home soon."

Wennuan tilted her head and asked, "how long will it take to arrive?"

"Ten days." If there is no delay, it should be on the 10th.

"How long is ten days? Have you had enough? " Wennuan asked again.

"You have to eat sugar ten times to get there. Think for yourself." Song Xintong put warm on the ground, and then shook her hand, she really some heavy, sour hands!

Wennuan thought about it for a long time, but he didn't understand it. He shook his head, hummed twice, picked up his own gadget and began to play with it.

Soon, Daya will eat into the house.

Song Xintong took wennuan to the chair and prepared a bowl and spoon for her to eat slowly.

"It's not delicious." Wennuan put down the spoon after a few mouthfuls.

Usually warm appetite is very good, a meal can eat a small bowl of rice.

Song Xintong had a taste of the food, because it was a big pot of rice, boiled dishes, the taste was really general.

"Girl, the cook on the boat won't let us do it by ourselves. If we want to cook by ourselves, we have to pay money." Big Ya said.

A few times before, song Xintong and his wife were all on the boats of Jiangjia commercial company, so they used them casually. I didn't expect that they would have to pay for other passenger ships.

Song Xintong took a look at the warmth without any appetite, "how much do you pay?"

Daya said: "ten taels of silver, the ingredients are calculated separately."

"Ten Liang a day, or can I use it until I get off the ship?" Song Xintong asked again.

"All right." Daya said, "but we have to miss the cooking time on the boat. We have to discuss the time with other guests."

Song Xintong pursed his lips. "What other guests can do?"

"Most of the guests have done it. They book ahead of us and are at the top of the line." Daya said, "the lady I met in the morning is also made by myself. As soon as I get on the boat, I seem to have made a reservation."

Song Xintong frowned, "there's no way to do that. Can you partner with other guests? If we can't, we'll stagger the time and make more snacks. If we're hungry, we'll pad our stomachs. "

"Good girl."

Song Xintong looked at wennuan again, "wennuan, use some first. Don't be hungry. At night, my mother tries to make some delicious food for you."

"No cake to eat?" Warm your mouth.

"No Song Xintong did not prepare snacks and cakes for her. He was afraid that she would be ill tempered and eat dishonestly. "Eat a little first, and you won't hurt if you are full."

Wennuan is very obedient, I know not, can only eat more, although I don't want to eat, or bite by bite, but eat very little food.

Fortunately, I cooked by myself in the evening, and I ate more.

But warm spirit is very good, always ask all kinds of questions, why is the moon so bright? Why are there fish in the water? And the next day, Nuan Nuan has to say hello several times. How long will it be? When can I see dad? When can I have sugar?

Song Xintong had no choice but to teach Nuan Nuan to read and write. She tortured her, and she also tortured her.

In the twinkling of an eye, on the ninth day, Nuan can recite ten, and learn to write "one, two, three". But every day, she becomes a little cat with ink all over her face, and sometimes runs out to the door of the boat to print her fingerprints.

This is not, a don't notice, let the little girl run out again.

Song Xintong hurriedly chased out, "Lu xiangnuan, you come back to me!"

"Ah..." a warm voice of surprise came from the aisle outside the cabin. Song Xintong, with a tight heart, hurriedly stepped to the aisle outside. Then he saw that Nuan Nuan fell on a middle-aged man's leg, and his ink was all stained on the middle-aged man's dark blue train.

Song Xintong looks at the black fingerprints printed on people's top-quality clothes, and his eyebrows jump incessantly. He runs over and pulls Nuan Nuan back. He apologizes to the middle-aged man apologetically: "I'm sorry, Mr. Wu. Please don't blame me."

Said busy push push warm, "quick to Mr. apology."

Wennuan was frightened by her mother-in-law's posture. Her small face was tight, and she secretly looked at her mother. Then she looked at the bearded middle-aged man in front of her. She muttered and whispered, "I'm sorry."

"Nothing." The middle-aged man kind smile, "madam, don't let children run outside, it's dangerous outside, it's easy to fall."

"Yes, sir." Looking at the handprint on the middle-aged man's train, song Xintong looked up at him and said apologetically, "Sir, your clothes are dirty. When we get to the next dock, I'll ask my servant to compensate you for one."

"No, you can do it." The middle-aged man moved his eyes away from his warm little face and looked up at Song Xintong. When he saw her face, inexplicable emotions flashed in his eyes.

"How interesting that is." Song Xintong dry smile, holding warm again to the middle-aged man apology: "really very sorry."

The middle-aged man looked at Song Xintong, "what's your name?"

Song Xintong a Leng, ask her name to do what? Looking up, I saw that the middle-aged man was staring at him. There was a strange emotion in his eyes, like excitement, like consternation. Anyway, he was too eager, which made her feel uncomfortable.

Song Xintong pursed her lips, did not answer, and left with an excuse: "Sir, the little girl is dirty. I'll take her back to clean it first."

Then he turned back to the cabin with wennuan in his arms.

The middle-aged man looked at the tightly closed cabin door, his mouth closed and trembled slightly. He didn't dare to step forward even if he wanted to. I don't know if he was too bold or unbelievable. He felt that he must be dazzled.