Reborn in the 1980s: The Rough Man Brother Loves Me So Much

Ling Ju didn't feel like she was the heroine, but Yin's eyes really contained too many things.

Perhaps because of the pocket watch origin, the Yin and Song families can unite as a front?

After Ling Ju and Song Qi left, Yin Mo held his pocket watch for a long time. What he was sure of was that the pocket watch must have been given to the Shen family as a gift or given to the Shen family, but for what reason it was given to the Shen family, he could not be sure.

Maybe it’s because of the crisis forty years ago?

But Song Qi got the pocket watch fifteen years ago, so where was the pocket watch for more than twenty years?

One mystery after another, but the good news is that at least there should be no hatred between him and the Song family and Shen family. This allowed him to relax greatly.

Over the years, he has been blinded by hatred and has been living in fear. It was not until this year that he could relax a little and do what he wanted to do.

He doesn't want to live with hatred for the rest of his life, but he doesn't want to forget it easily either.

He is the only bloodline of the Nistov family. Maybe he can't make the Nistov family prosper again, but Ivan Nistov's good life is the hope of the Nistov family.

On the way back, Song Qi silently recited Yin Bolan's real name. He thought he had made no sound, but the girl next to him asked in a low voice, "What are you reciting silently?"

Song Qi replied, "Yin Bolan's real name is Ivan Nistov."

"Ivan? God's mercy and salvation? Interesting."

Song Qi glanced at him, "Does this name have a special meaning?"

Ling Ju nodded, "Many names of Westerners are related to religion. The meaning of his name is God's mercy and salvation, or it may be related to his family."

"However, this has nothing to do with his Chinese name. Who named him Yin Bolan? His real name is better."

Song Qi said he didn't know either. When his mission began, they only knew his code name and didn't even know his Chinese name.

"No matter. By the way, Song Qi, let's go to Sichuan Xiaoxiang to eat tonight. The hot pot restaurant opened by Sun Yun is very delicious!"

Song Qi nodded, "Do you want to go with me yourself, or call Song Xin Zhenzhen?"

Ling Ju thought for a while, "Last time I told my mother to take her to eat. Let's go back and invite the family to join us."

"Row."

When the two returned home, they found that only Song Xin and Zhen Zhen were at home, and not even Song Qiangjun and Song Xiulan were there.

"Where are the grandparents?"

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"I was thinking that our family would go to Sichuan Xiaoxiang in the evening. If it happens, just the few of us can go. Song Qi, give me a call and ask him if he is going."

Just as Song Qi was about to move, Song Xin got there first, "Second sister-in-law, I'll do it. Is it the hotpot restaurant you mentioned that Sun Yun opened?"

"Yes! It's very delicious!"

Song Xin was happy and winked at Zhen Zhen, "Great! That's our juniors' party tonight! I'll call my eldest brother now!"

Song Xin dialed out and called Song Wei's office directly. When he heard that he was going to eat Sichuan Xiaoxiang in the evening, Song Wei immediately agreed. He also called Sun Yun and told her to join him that evening.

The Song family all knew Sun Yun, but the younger generation had never met her formally. This was a good opportunity.

"But have you had lunch? Second sister-in-law, are you hungry? I'll cook dumplings for you? Second brother?" Song Xin was very considerate.

Ling Ju felt like her stomach was full of juice, "No, I'm not hungry. Don't bother. I'll just eat some watermelon. We'll have a big dinner tonight! I tell you, Sichuan Xiaoxiang is really delicious!"

"Zhen Zhen rubs her hands, I can't wait! Well, will Brother Chen go?"

Ling Ju glanced at Zhen Zhen and suddenly remembered that Chen Yun was from Sichuan, "Yes, we can let Chen Yun come over, he will definitely like it very much!"

Zhen Zhen was actually a little happy when she heard Ling Ju say this. Although sometimes the atmosphere between her and Chen Yun was a bit strange, she still admired Chen Yun's masculinity and strength. Well, yes, it is worth force.

Ling Ju didn't let go of Zhen Zhen's expression, but Zhen Zhen reminded her that Chen Yun hadn't had dinner with them for a long time.

As her half 'personal bodyguard'.

"Then let's call Qian Yuan, too. He lives with Chen Yun, and there's a pair of chopsticks."

Song Xin nodded, "Leave it to me, second sister-in-law, I will make the arrangements. What time should we go there tonight? Do you want me to go and make a reservation? Where is the hotel?"

"It's a bit far. It'll be fine if we go early."

After returning to the room, the two of them changed their clothes and lay on the bed ready to take a nap, but Ling Ju wanted to ask about the recent situation in Liao Province.

"How's my brother doing lately, and Zhang Qi, and my sisters-in-law?"

Song Qi answered one by one, "Your brother is very good. Zhang Qi is doing well in the cafeteria now, and he is much stronger than before. I just returned from Beijing last month and he went to give pig trotters to you again. I asked him to make it at your brother's house when he wasn't here. He happened to be on holiday that day, so the three of us made it and ate it, and he's not so shy now."

"The sisters-in-law are also very nice. Tingting asked you several times and said she missed you. Wang Wei and Wang Lu also asked you twice. I said that you are currently in Beijing waiting for delivery, and they are very happy that you have someone to take care of you."

Ling Ju thought of Tingting's cute little face, "I really like that little girl Tingting, she is very polite. Even when I was fat and ugly, she never disliked me. The little girl is a little angel."

Song Qi looked at her belly and said, "Then I hope our baby will also be a little angel."

Ling Ju didn't say anything but pursed her lips. This baby was probably a son.

Judging from the dreams she has had in the past, she probably won't be able to turn the tables.

But she didn't tell Song Qi, what if her dream was wrong again? It’s better not to draw any conclusions about this matter yet.

"Last time I called my parents and asked them to come to Beijing for a few days. My parents said they raised a lot of poultry and had to farm. They said they would kill all the chickens, ducks and geese when I gave birth. Bring me here to replenish my body."

Song Qi thought about the last time he went to Ling's house for dinner, "The chickens raised in the village really taste good, with plenty of meat but not fat. They are all authentic free-range chickens, and the meat is delicious."

"Okay, you can be a food critic."

Song Qi covered her with a thin quilt, "It was you who made me have a bad taste. Your brother and I used to eat in the cafeteria every day, and we felt that no matter what food we ate, it was the same. Since I ate the food you cooked, I realized that The cafeteria is so unpalatable.”

Ling Ju was surprised, "Really! I think the food in the cafeteria is okay, but the meat is a little lacking and a little fat."

"Russian pigs are very fat, but people like to eat them instead because they are rich in oil and water. Otherwise, training every day would be so tiring and the body would not be able to withstand it."

"That's right. How can the conditions now compare with those in the future? When I was a child, I didn't even eat a morsel of fatty meat. After I started eating in the cafeteria in college, I could eat any fat braised pork."

Song Qi looked at her glowing little face.

"Orange, what were you like as a child?"

"Well, let's think about it. When I was a child, I was very thin and dry. I couldn't absorb food. Later I took a lot of medicine to get better. I ran outside every day and got very tan."

Song Qi held his head and imagined, "Children seem to be like this. They don't like going home."