Chapter 82 A Long-Lost Voice

When they got home at night, little Asheng was still in tears. In the end, he hugged Song Yunuan and said with a choked voice: "Sister, if I can go with you, I can still help you."

Song Yunuan hesitated for a moment.

Little Asheng took advantage of the victory and said: "Sister, I promise to be obedient. I can take care of myself. By the way, except for cooking, I can do everything else, such as farming, catching insects, cutting grass and feeding horses. You are not as good as me."

The children of the poor have to take charge of the family early.

Song Yunuan was ashamed.

Yes, when it comes to farm work and housework, she is a waste. She is not as good as Asheng.

She can't even tell wheat from weeds.

Little Asheng said again: "Sister, I know you want to protect me and don't want others to know, but I just went to play with you, no one knows."

"Sister, wuwu... I really want to go out and play with you."

"Okay, don't cry, I'll take you."

So, Song Yunuan decided to take her brother with her. Unexpectedly, the brigade called and said that Ji Lao also wanted to take Yingying, and asked Song Yunuan if she wanted to take Asheng.

So, the Song family had to agree.

Asheng is sensible and self-reliant. It's actually very worry-free to take him with you, except for giving him food and making sure he's not kidnapped.

Especially in this season, traveling is like traveling.

The things were packed quickly, and almost filled a big bag. Song Yunuan carried a shoulder bag, and Asheng carried a newly made backpack.

It was made of thick fabric.

I also made one for Yingying.

This time it was a collective action, with Ji Lao following and a special car to pick them up, so they brought a lot of money with them.

Yesterday, the Song family acted separately and sold a total of 1,079 yuan.

Old lady Song made up her mind and gave Song Yunuan 500 yuan, so that she would have 1100 yuan in her hand.

1100 yuan, all in 10 yuan notes, which didn't take up much space.

The remaining 100 yuan was change.

If she gave more, Song Yunuan wouldn't want it.

Even if she dug something out, she wouldn't sell it.

To be honest, Song Yunuan really had a lot of money when she went out.

Old lady Song gave many instructions, and when she saw the car coming to pick up Xiao Nuan and A Sheng, she felt relieved.

All military vehicles, and soldiers escorting them, she felt completely relieved.

Not to mention that there was also Mr. Ji.

There was no child who didn't like to go out and play, and A Sheng couldn't close his mouth with joy.

On the way, Song Yunuan asked Mr. Ji if he had seen the jade ruyi in Lin Qing's hand?

Old Ji nodded: "I saw it. It is the best jade. I heard from Lin Qing that her grandfather asked A Zhong to bring it to her. It is said to be an heirloom of the Wei family. It should have been given to Lin Qing's mother. Unfortunately, Lin Qing's mother was disobedient and insisted on marrying Lin Du. As a result, she ended up committing suicide due to depression. Now it is given to her, so that she can keep it well, as a thought."

"How much is it worth now?"

"It's hard to say, it won't be less than 100,000."

Song Yu Nuan smiled: "Grandpa Ji, what do you do? Aren't you a little bit unprofessional?"

Old man Ji glared at her: "Why, can't I be a jack of all trades?"

"Then can't the general with a sword and a horse write poems and paint?"

"Can't the cook play the piano?"

After a while, Song Yu Nuan shut up immediately.

Then she was attracted by the two children.

It was easy and pleasant to take such children who were more self-care than her out.

The smart and cute baby made her very happy on the way.

In this way, they arrived at the provincial capital of Hecheng.

The two groups of people gathered here.

In the guesthouse of Hecheng provincial capital, Song Yu Nuan saw Gu Huaian sitting in the hall and looking down at the documents.

[Ah, my little brother, it is really destined to meet each other! ]

The long-lost voice sounded in Gu Huaian's heart.

I thought we would never see each other again in this life, but who would have thought that we would meet again in less than a month.

Although he was disgusted in his heart, Gu Huaian, who had a clear face, still had a gentle smile in his eyes.

The little girl was still the same.

Say the most joyful words with the most serious expression.

[Little brother, what are you doing here? ]

[Is it to meet me by chance? ]

[By the way, let me tell you something. ]

But at this moment, the joyful voice stopped abruptly.

Ji Lao stood in the hall and waved to Gu Huaian who had stood up, and his voice was very friendly and casual: "Huaian, come here."

Gu Huaian put down the documents in his hand, walked over slowly, and glanced at Song Yu Nuan who was standing aside pretending to be a stranger.

What was she going to tell me?

There was no other sound at this time.

Gu Huaian said in a clear voice: "Mr. Ji, the rooms have been arranged. Do you want to go up with me to take a look?"

"Take Xiao Nuan and the other three upstairs first. After they are done, come down to the meeting. By the way, has Director Feng arrived?"

"He has arrived. He just went to the local archives."

The entire guesthouse has five floors and seems to have more than 50 rooms, all of which have been booked by these people.

Mr. Ji was right to worry. With this scene, it is almost as if it is not a big deal.

The relevant personnel of the museum, the archaeological research room specializing in the history of the Western Jin Dynasty, Gu Huaian is a professor in the history department of Beidu University, and he happens to be in this research group.

But he basically won't show up for such things.

Being a history professor is just a favor. When he knew that Song Yu Nuan had written this, he took the initiative to ask to go there and found a lot of information.

What shocked him was that the more he studied, the more he felt that Song Yu Nuan's analysis made some sense.

There were guards, security guards and military personnel in the same group.

The local government naturally had to step in and set up a working group.

So, if nothing was found, such a large-scale mobilization would really be a joke.

The so-called knocking on the mountain to scare the tiger did not exist.

Song Mingsheng looked up at Gu Huaian, whose face was gentle, and asked happily, "Should I call you uncle? Or big brother?"

Gu Huaian: "What do you mean?"

"That Uncle Chu won't let me call him brother."

Gu Huaian pulled the corner of his mouth: "It's up to you."

"You're so pretty, I still want to call you big brother."

Gu Huaian saw Song Yunuan burst out laughing and asked, "Why did you bring Asheng here?"

"My family was very busy and no one was looking after him. It was mainly because he cried too much, so I had to bring him here. It just so happened that Yingying had no one to take care of her, so the two children were keeping each other company."

Gu Huaian nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

He held Asheng's hand and told Song Yunuan that he would take Asheng to the bathroom to wash up, and when Song Yunuan was done with the cleaning, they would go to the meeting room to gather.

Yingying was taken into the room by Song Yunuan.

After cleaning up and going downstairs, Yingying and Asheng were taken care of by someone. Both children were precocious and didn't need adults to worry about them at all.

Song Yunuan followed Gu Huaian into the meeting room on the first floor.

When they came in, the place was almost full.

Mr. Ji nodded to Song Yunuan and Gu Huaian, and without introducing them, he directly talked about the content of the meeting.

After hearing the end, Song Yunuan understood and ignored the role of her letter.

At this time, Gu Huaian and Song Yunuan sat together, and like Mr. Ji, they were accompanying personnel.

But they were not in a dominant position.

Gu Huaian, who sat next to Song Yunuan, sat upright, with a noble air. Seeing Song Yunuan looking at him, he hooked his lips at her.

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