Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 937 Breakfast at 03:30 AM
For Baishuitang's sacrifice to save Song Hao, Song Ying was very sad. Fortunately, Basil, the enemy, had also been eliminated, so it was considered revenge for Baishuitang.

Song Haoran said these words to Song Ying in the presence of Song Tianyou, so Song Ying didn't have the slightest doubt.

"I remember that the second uncle's family seems to have a cousin who is also begging for life with him in Chinatown. It seems to be called Bai Zhan." Song Ying sighed: "Grandpa, this time the second uncle gave his life to save the uncle. We can't treat him badly." .”

Master Song nodded, "Don't worry, your grandfather, I am a person who repays kindness and revenge. I also have some impressions of the Bai Zhan you mentioned. A few years ago, Baishuitang seemed to have brought him to my place to pay New Year's greetings. I will not 'treat' this person badly."

After a pause, Song Tianyou patted Song Ying's hand again, and said softly: "Xiao Ying, you should stay in the humble house for the next few days to cultivate, and forget about other things, and take a good rest."

"No...the group still has a lot of work that I haven't arranged." Song Ying shook her head: "I can't leave at this time. After all, you are only a few days away from returning to China, Grandpa. I have to deal with it as soon as possible."

Song Tianyou was both heartbroken and guilty, and his voice became softer, "Don't worry too much about this, I will find someone to deal with the group's affairs."

"Looking for someone?" Song Ying was startled, and frowned: "Who else is there?"

Song Tianyou smiled slightly at this time, raised his head, and glanced at Song Haoran who was standing very quietly next to him, "What do you think? Anyway, this guy is also the director of the group. He has been away for so long, he should go to work."

"Uncle?" Song Ying looked at Song Haoran in astonishment.

She is very clear about Song Haoran's character, many times his father may not pay for the things he is unwilling to do even if he asks.

Song Haoran shrugged his shoulders at this time, "Don't have such an incredulous expression, girl, the Song family has so much property, and I, the old man, is still alive, so I can't ask you to carry it all by yourself, right?"

Song Ying looked suspicious... Why did my uncle Song Haoran seem to have changed his temper after waking up? This guy used to work for a few days, but since he graduated early and came back, he threw it all to him .And he ran to explore the world.

"Why, if you feel bad that I'm busy with work, you can consider finding a husband to help me~"

"roll!"

Song Haoran returned to that cynical look, but Master Song waved his hand at this time, "Go out first, I still have a few words to say to Sakura."

"Okay." Song Haoran nodded: "I'll go find a servant to find me the suit I wear to work...Let's go first!"

After Song Haoran left, Song Tianyou looked at Song Ying and sighed, "Your uncle actually misses me when I was young. It's not that he has no worries, but his heart is higher than the sky... In fact, the Song family is far from satisfying him."

"Then uncle this time..." Song Ying became a little puzzled.

"People with lofty hearts will also walk on the ground." Song Tianyou shook his head and said: "It may be a good thing that he has this idea. You just let nature take its course. The burden on you is not given to you by us." , but what you give to yourself, when it’s time to let go, let go of some.”

"Grandpa always feels that you and uncle are a little weird right now." Song Ying shook her head.

"Maybe I have experienced a lot during this period." Song Tianyou breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly said: "Also, the meaning I conveyed to you that night, after thinking about it, I think it is still a bit inappropriate. I think Forget it, pretend I haven't said it."

"That night?" Song Ying was taken aback.

Song Tianyou said: "I'm talking about the matter between you and Luo Qiu... A twisted melon is not sweet. So I think it's better to let you each go with the flow, maybe you can find a more suitable one... especially You, what's the matter? Are you still worried that I will suddenly bring up this matter again, Sakura?"

Song Ying didn't know what to think, and said quickly at this moment: "Oh... I see, thank you grandpa! If this is the case, I, too, can breathe a sigh of relief."

Song Tianyou laughed: "You, don't hide anything in your heart. Your grandfather and I are not the kind of old-fashioned. The key is what you think. To be honest, I also hope to see you with Walked into the church with a happy smile."

"Grandpa! It's better if I don't get married, I'll be with you from now on." Song Ying hugged Master Song coquettishly.

"Hehehe." Master Song patted the back of the only granddaughter gently.

Song Ying was also smiling at this time, but she seemed to have something on her mind, she simply put her head on Song Tianyou's shoulder, looked out the window, not knowing what to think.

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into the night.

It was already past one o'clock in the evening, but there were more people patrolling in the humble house—because the Song family was attacked twice in a row recently, which made Uncle Wu, who was the housekeeper, very angry, and he had already issued a death order. If it happens a third time, everyone will be replaced.

These bodyguards are all from the village, and many of them regard it as an honor to be able to take charge of the security work in the humble house-if they are driven back to the furnace, it will be the worst thing.

So each of them worked hard, not letting go of any possible places!

"who!"

In the darkness, a cold voice sounded, and then three bodyguards rushed out instantly, blocking a figure in the corridor - one of the bodyguards even drew a gun.

"Die, you guys!"

Unexpectedly, the person who was caught was none other than one of their guarding masters: Song Ying!
Song Ying was only wearing a thin pajamas at the moment, staring at the three bodyguards who were sweating, thinking to herself that it's the middle of the night, why did Miss Ying run out again, why can't she stop for a while?
"Sorry, Miss Sakura, we thought there was an enemy." One of the bodyguards immediately admitted his mistake.

"Okay, okay, go get busy." Song Ying waved off casually, "I just can't sleep, come out for a walk, you guys go back to your posts."

"Okay then." The bodyguard said: "If there is anything, please remember to shout at the first time, we will be there soon."

At this moment, the humble house is like an iron bucket, there should be no problem, so the three bodyguards left quickly.Song Ying breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, walked through this corridor, and then stopped in front of the door of a house.

Song Ying hesitated again and again, and finally reached out and knocked on the door for a long time.

Not long after, Luo Qiu opened the door, looked at Song Ying who was knocking on the door, and said in a daze, "What's the matter? If it's for racing, I think it's better not to go this time."

"I'm looking for you so I can only go racing?" Song Ying glared at Luo Qiu.

Luo Qiu blinked: "The first two times were all racing cars."

"You, if you are not angry, I will die once!" Song Ying squeezed her fist and clenched her teeth, but soon like a deflated balloon, she folded her hands and said, "I'm hungry, give me Make some white porridge, I want to eat this!"

"Now?" Luo Qiu looked at the time.

It's almost two o'clock in the morning.

"No, can't you?" Song Ying's tone became weaker.

Luo Qiu shook his head, "That's not true, wait a minute, I'll take a piece of clothing."

Luo Qiu quickly put on a thin coat and walked out.

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"Be careful, Fourth Uncle doesn't like others touching things in the kitchen, especially his kitchen knives and spatulas!" Song Ying was sitting in front of the kitchen workbench at this time, looking at Luo Qiu with her chin in her hands, 'good intentions' to remind.

"You don't really need a kitchen knife or a spatula to make white porridge." Luo Qiu smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will wash the things after you finish eating."

Humph.

Song Ying snorted softly, and looked elsewhere—but not long after, she turned her gaze back again, looking at the back of Luo Qiu who was washing rice.

I don't know who told her that a man who can cook is actually very attractive when he cooks. Song Ying still didn't think so at the time.

If a person with superb skills but looks crooked, I am afraid that even if this charm is there, it is the infinite opposite direction of the Y-axis arrow, right?

"It's a bit of a loss..." Song Ying tilted her head and muttered.

"Did you just say something?" Luo Qiu turned around at this moment.

"Who told you? You're being sentimental! Hurry up, you want to starve me to death!" Song Ying subconsciously glared again.

Luo Qiu shook off the water stains on his hands, and asked casually, "What do you want to eat?"

"Fried dough sticks!" Song Ying said without thinking.

It's a pity that Luo Qiu shook his head and said, "I don't know how to make deep-fried dough sticks."

Song Ying immediately said with disdain: "What, zero points! I can't make deep-fried dough sticks either!"

Luo Qiu laughed and said, "If you insist on saying you can do something you don't know how to do, isn't it even worse... There are some pickles here, which should be pickled by Fourth Uncle. I'll get you some."

"All right, all right, as long as you can eat... How long will it take?"

Luo Qiu said: "The kitchen here still has a very old-fashioned stove. I found some lychee wood, so I plan to use firewood to burn it. The taste will be better, but the time will be a little longer."

Song Ying sighed, with a helpless expression on her face, she casually grabbed a tomato from the vegetable basket next to her, and just took a bite.

Later, Luo Qiu began to break off the lychee wood, put them into the stove bit by bit, then lit a fire, and then began to watch the fire.

Looks pretty busy.

What an unbelievable person... seems to be able to do everything, but he doesn't seem to be... I haven't seen him take the initiative to show off.

Such a person... Only after being with him for a long time can he slowly discover his...

Song Ying became a little sleepy looking at it, her eyelids began to become heavy, and the back of Luo Qiu gradually became blurred, only the rhythmic crackling sound of firewood branches burning in the silence.

When the firewood started to smolder, Luo Qiu stood up and stretched himself.

At this time Song Ying was already lying on the table and fell asleep.Luo Qiu directly took off his coat, put it on Song Ying's body, and walked into the yard outside the kitchen.

There is another small vegetable garden here, I don't know who is taking care of it, it is in good order.

The night was as cold as water, Luo Qiu went down to the small vegetable garden, picked some green vegetables and shallots and came back, then started to work again.

Time passed little by little.

Song Ying woke up suddenly. After all, she couldn't sleep for too long in this posture of lying on the table. When she woke up, she found that she was wearing a coat.

Without speaking, Song Ying just put the coat on again, and then stuck out her tongue towards Luo Qiu's back.

At this time, there was actually a casserole in front of her, and beside it was a small plate of pickled radishes, which seemed to be accompanied by a little sesame oil, and there was a scent of sesame seeds.

"Wake up, just right."

"What time is it?" Song Ying yawned.

"It's 03:30 in the morning." Luo Qiu came to Song Ying with a plate at this moment and put it down, "It was boiled in water, and I didn't fry it on high heat, so as not to wake you up. But it's not suitable for eating too greasy in the middle of the night. The vegetables are young leaves picked from the outside yard, and they are easy to digest.”

Even so, it seems that this simple boiled vegetable is not simply boiled in hot water, but simmered in stock.

Song Ying watched helplessly. At this moment, Luo Qiu opened the lid of the casserole, and a scent of rice began to overflow. Along with the billowing white mist, the pure white rice grains in the casserole had completely melted.

"Do you like chopped green onions?"

"It's okay..." Song Ying nodded.

So Luo Qiu sprinkled some green onion on the porridge, then filled a bowl and placed it in front of Song Ying.

Song Ying couldn't wait to hold the bowl with both hands, but it was too hot, so she drew back her hands and pinched her ears in a hurry.

But she soon realized that Luo Qiu saw this, and immediately pretended to be nonchalant, picked up the bowl carefully, then turned around, with her back facing Luo Qiu—by drinking, Suck slowly.

Then she ate some more with pickles.This pickle was marinated by the fourth uncle who is a superb cook, so it goes without saying that it is delicious.

As for the small green vegetables stewed in the soup, Song Ying didn't let go of them, and ate up the whole pile - after she came back, she hardly ate anything, and only after this meal did she feel full of happiness.

When Song Ying put down the bowl, she realized that she seemed to have eaten too much. She glanced at Luo Qiu proudly, and found that he was already cleaning the stove right now.

"Hey, you said you have a girlfriend, what kind of person is she?" Song Ying asked suddenly.

"Well...how should I put it?" Luo Qiu thought for a while: "It should be a very quiet girl, and she is very good at taking care of others."

Song Ying frowned, "Then why do you like her? Because she is good at taking care of people?"

Luo Qiu turned around, "There's still some in this pot, do you still want to eat?"

"No more, my stomach will burst if I eat any more." Song Ying shook her head hastily.

Luo Qiu smiled, then walked to the table and began to tidy up the tableware here.Song Ying looked at it pitifully at this time, her voice was much weaker: "Hey, you haven't told me yet, what do you like about her?"

Luo Qiu stopped, looked at Song Ying and said, "Have you ever seen a black tulip?"

Song Ying nodded.

Luo Qiu said softly: "She is like a black tulip, mysterious and noble."

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