Chapter 93: The Plot of Fraud

When Song Yunuan came out of the provincial capital compound, she saw her uncle leading Ah Sheng across the street.

He seemed relieved to see her come out.

Cousin Zheng was at the gate, and when he saw Song Yunuan come out, he hurried to follow her. He also saw what happened just now.

He promised to treat her well, so he couldn't break his promise.

Song Yunuan smiled and said, "Brother Zheng, my uncle and I will go for a walk and have dinner in Huaihua Hutong tonight."

That was a restaurant that had existed in the provincial capital for a long time, and not many people knew about it.

It was private at first, and then it was turned into a public enterprise. Last winter, it became private again.

Therefore, the business hours are different from those of state-owned restaurants.

Huaihua Hutong is not far from here.

Cousin Zheng didn't try to be humble, and said to Song Yunuan, "If you need anything, don't hesitate."

Song Yunuan knew that he was sincere.

She was a little girl, how could she have the nerve to ask him anything.

Song Yu Nuan said softly, "Brother Zheng, my uncle is with me, but the unit has also assigned him a task, which is to study in several furniture factories in our provincial capital. I wonder if Brother Zheng can arrange it for him. By the way, I have a letter of introduction and a certificate."

Cousin Zheng agreed readily.

Study, not to arrange a job.

This is too simple.

He works in the guesthouse, and he usually contacts leaders of various units. To be honest, there is basically no one he doesn't know.

It can be said that he has a wide network of contacts.

Then Song Nian followed his niece and took Ah Sheng for a stroll.

Song Yu Nuan kept introducing this and that along the way.

After that, he said, "Qin Siqi is full of resentment now, which is also normal. If she was not taken away by mistake, she must have grown up in the provincial capital. Let's not talk about whether you treat her well or not. The environment in Erdaohe is not comparable to that in the provincial capital. So, when you see her smiling and trying to get closer to you in the future, don't take it seriously."

Song Nian nodded hurriedly. He understood this too well.

He was just pretending to be worldly-wise.

He could not imagine the prosperity of the provincial capital. When he walked from Erdaohe into the county town, it was like entering Beijing.

Moreover, this was the provincial capital.

Even the street lights were brighter than those in the county town, and the pedestrians seemed to be out of reach.

The spirit and energy were different from those of the county town people.

Not to mention Qin Siqi, rural children were like that, raised freely, how could they be like the provincial capital compound?

Even the Lu family was something he had never seen before, and the Qin family was not much worse.

If it had not been a mistake, these should all have belonged to Qin Siqi.

That child had a bad temper and was competitive. When she shared things, she would not tolerate any less, no matter that she was the oldest.

It would be strange if he could be nice to them now.

It was best not to have any contact with them.

Song Nian patted Ah Sheng's head: "Ah Sheng, you too, don't lose your way after being coaxed by that sister."

"I know." Ah Sheng agreed very well.

While they were talking, they arrived at Huaihua Hutong.

As expected, he was a regular here.

The owner's eyes flickered when he saw Song Yunuan, but he still called her "Xiao Nuan" affectionately and asked her what she wanted to eat.

Song Yunuan ordered three bowls of shredded pork noodles, large, medium and small, and tofu meatball soup. Well, it's good to eat like this in the evening.

He also asked Song Nian if it was enough.

It must be enough. Such a big bowl of noodles, topped with a layer of shredded pork, milky white tofu, and the meatballs were actually meatballs.

I just don't know how much this meal costs.

But he has money in his pocket.

Not to mention the travel expenses, there are also 40 yuan stuffed by his wife, and 30 yuan stuffed by his father while scolding him.

He can also afford to treat his nieces and nephews to dinner.

Song Yunuan didn't argue. The habit of his uncle rushing to pay is very good, and he hopes to keep it in the future.

The next morning, cousin Zheng said he would take Song Nian to the furniture factory. Song Yu Nuan asked her uncle to take notes, and she took Ah Sheng to go shopping. When Ah Sheng was tired, she would hug him for a while. They strolled for a whole morning.

Song Yu Nuan bought a watch, and finally had time.

She also bought toothpaste, toothbrush and towel.

Then she went to the bookstore.

She also bought a small pancake for Ah Sheng on the way.

Ah Sheng sat obediently on the chair at the door of the bookstore to eat, while Song Yu Nuan went to buy books.

She had to buy a few books for her uncle.

She had to study.

After buying the book, when he found out that it was for his uncle, Asheng asked in shock: "Sister, my uncle doesn't study anymore, why do you let him study?"

"My uncle is just a small tree now, he must keep studying and slowly grow into a big tree. Even if he can't shelter us from the wind and rain, he won't be a burden to us."

Little Asheng seemed to understand, but looked at Song Yunuan uneasily: "Sister, I will work hard in the future."

Song Yunuan touched her head: "Well, Asheng is the best, then sister asks you, what do you want to work hard for?"

Asheng: "I will study hard, find a good job in the future, buy delicious food and beautiful clothes for my sister, and spend all the money I earn on my sister."

Song Yunuan said that it depends on actual actions.

It's not enough to just talk without practice.

A Sheng's eyes flickered, and he pulled Song Yunuan over and lowered his voice: "Just now, an old man and another old man were talking next to me. One of the old men took out a box with a bottle in it. He told the other old man that he spent all his savings to buy it. The other old man congratulated him, but the porcelain bottle was only released last year, but the old man said it was eight hundred years old. They went to the office and said they would appraise the treasure together and donate it to the museum in the provincial capital. If I tell the old man that it is fake, will the old man give me money? Then I will go to the department store to buy a flowery dress for my sister."

Song Yunuan thought about it and whispered: "Then you said all the savings, is it possible that there is only one yuan?"

A Sheng scratched his head, and suddenly reacted, and immediately whispered: "Sister, I almost miscalculated. The old man spent all his savings, which proves that he has no money. Even if I help him, the old man has no money to give me a bonus."

Song Yunuan nodded, that's the truth.

Mind your own business, it's right.

After putting all the books in the bag, Song Yunuan's face became serious.

A Sheng suddenly became nervous and asked: "Sister, I didn't say anything. I didn't say anything at that time, I just lowered my head to eat the small pancake, they didn't know."

Song Yunuan said: "Don't worry about whether it's true or not in the future, just pretend you can't see it."

"Yeah, I promise, if sister is by my side, I will tell sister, if sister is not around, I will pretend that I don't know anything, I will keep my mouth shut."

Song Yunuan smiled.

Happily hugged her brother and kissed him: "So good."

Little A Sheng was so happy to be kissed by her sister.

But it was so coincidental that Song Yunuan put her brother down to carry the bag. The moment she stood up, the bag in her hand drew a small arc because of Song Yunuan's strength, and it happened to hit the knee of an old man who was walking to the door behind him. The old man fell to the ground with a cry, and then the box in his hand fell to the ground.

A crisp sound rang at the door of the bookstore.

The box fell apart, and the blue-and-white porcelain inside broke into countless pieces on the marble floor.

Song Yu Nuan didn't look at the pale old man.

Instead, she looked at her younger brother.

Seeing her younger brother's shocked look, Song Yu Nuan rolled her eyes in her heart speechlessly.

What's the matter? If the person doesn't touch the porcelain, will the plot touch it?