Song Tuanyuan said quickly: "I am a doctor. If we meet again, it will definitely mean that the two of you are not in good health, so I say, it is better not to see you again!"
Qiuzhuo thanked him again and said he would return to Tiancheng immediately today.
Song Tuanyuan could immediately foresee that a family war was about to begin in the Qiu family.
In the end, the Qiuzhuo family must have won.
In the previous life, those who could even control the original owner had two brushes.
When Qiu Miu Miu left with Qiu Zhuo, Ji Changan also brought Dashan downstairs.
Song Tuanyuan greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Ji, are you going back to Qingshan Town?"
Ji Changan glanced at Song Tuanyuan: "So what if I come back, what if I don't come back?"
"If I go back, I want to catch a carriage. My eldest son went back to Qingshan Town last night. I'm afraid it will be hard for him to run back and forth. It's inconvenient and unsafe for me to take a ride myself. If I don't go back, then you
Just pretend I didn't ask!" Song Tuanyuan said with a smile.
Ji Changan didn't answer and just led Dashan forward.
Song Tuanyuan was a little discouraged. It seemed that she would have to find a way to go to Qingshan Town on her own soon!
"Why are you still standing there?" Ji Changan glanced at Song Tuanyuan, who was standing still, "Why don't you get in the car?"
Song Tuanyuan responded quickly and got into the car with her luggage.
Throwing the luggage in the carriage, Song Tuanyuan sat outside the hood and said: "Master Ji, I just need to sit with Dashan!"
Ji Changan sat in the carriage, lifted the curtain and took a look: "Why are you sitting outside? Your luggage is more important than people?"
"Men and women are not close to each other, so these lonely men and women ride in the same carriage. Are you afraid that it will ruin Mr. Ji's reputation?" Song Tuanyuan said.
Wasn't this the rule in ancient times?
Ji Changan sneered and pointed at Dashan: "Isn't Dashan a man?"
Dashan immediately straightened his body and patted his chest, "I am a man, and a strong man at that!"
Song Tuanyuan couldn't take a breath and almost suffocated to death. What did this little brat come to get involved with?
"Da Shan is different. He is only twenty years old. If I had given birth to a child a few years earlier, he would have been my son!" Song Tuanyuan said.
Ji Changan was originally full of anger, but now after hearing these words, he couldn't help but cast a sidelong glance at Song Tuanyuan: "What does Mrs. Song mean, Dashan is just a brat, and I am a man?"
"Mr. Ji is naturally a man, and a very mature man!" Song Tuanyuan said.
Ji Changan couldn't help but curl his lips in pleasure.
"So it's really time for Mr. Ji to get married!" Song Tuanyuan said another sentence, which successfully made Ji Changan's mouth freeze.
"Come in, we have to hurry!" Ji Changan shouted in a deep voice.
Song Tuanyuan was stunned. This was a good idea, why did he fall out again?
Song Tuanyuan had no choice but to get into the carriage.
Dashan immediately tightened the reins and prepared to go.
Song Tuanyuan glanced at Dashan's hand holding the reins and turned red for a moment.
"Da Shan, wait a minute!" Song Tuanyuan gave Dashan the gloves he was wearing, "Put this on, your hands will be warm!"
"What is this?" Dashan was stunned for a moment.
"Gloves, the driver will not feel cold if you wear them!" Song Tuanyuan said.
Dashan happily took it, tried it, and couldn't help but said: "Oh, it's really warm. Thank you, Mrs. Song!"
Aunt Song smiled and quickly let Dashan go on his way to avoid being scolded by Ji Changan again.
Ji Changan looked at the cotton gloves in Dashan's hand with some jealousy, intuitively stretched out his hand and breathed a sigh of relief.
Song Tuanyuan glanced at Ji Changan's cloak. He was wearing a mink, but it was still cold?
"Stretch out your hand!" Song Tuanyuan said.
Ji Changan felt happy and obediently stretched out his hand.
Song Tuanyuan took his pulse.
Ji Changan was stunned. Instead of giving him gloves, he felt his pulse?
"The injury from last time has healed. It's nothing serious. If you're still so afraid of the cold, it's because your physique is too poor. Don't just do business and study. Practice martial arts if you have nothing to do. I think Warrior Shen knows martial arts. You can ask If he learns, in addition to strengthening his body, he can also save his life when in danger!"
At least I won't be knocked over by someone or run over by a car like in my previous life!
Ji Changan raised his eyes, did this woman dislike his weak body?
Ji Changan looked coldly and took his hand back.
"Don't hate to hear it. Good medicine is bitter to the mouth and good for the disease. Good words are bad to the ears and good for action. I really do it for you!" Song Tuanyuan felt like he was preaching like an old mother.
"I know!" Ji Changan said helplessly, fearing that Song Tuanyuan would continue to nag.
Song Tuanyuan finally had a smile on her face, and her eyebrows were curved when she smiled.
Ji Changan looked at the woman's thin chin: "You seem to have lost a lot of weight in the past six months!"
Song Tuanyuan touched her little face and couldn't help laughing: "Yes, I'm getting older, and being too fat is bad for your health!"
Ji Changan felt a little suffocated for a moment. He wanted to praise Song Yuanyuan for becoming more beautiful. Why did he have to talk about it when he was older?
Ji Changan stopped talking and lifted the curtain to look outside.
Song Tuanyuan saw him looking at the scenery, thinking that she didn't have to talk to him anymore, so she squinted her eyes and fell asleep.
It's best to sleep in a car, and when you wake up, you've arrived at your destination.
Song Tuanyuan lowered his head and swayed with the carriage, almost hitting the wall of the carriage next to him several times.
Ji Changan looked back and looked at the woman's sleepy appearance. He hesitated for a moment, then quietly moved to the opposite side and sat down next to Song Tuanyuan.
When Song Tuanyuan's head shook from side to side, Ji Changan shrugged his shoulders and stepped forward, catching the woman's head in time.
Song Tuanyuan fell into a drowsy sleep, and finally found a place to rely on. She fell into a deeper and deeper sleep.
Ji Changan straightened his body, lowered his eyes, and looked at the woman's sleeping face. The corners of his lips kept widening and widening, and finally he couldn't help but laugh.
He has never thought that the scenery on this road is so beautiful. How he wishes this road to be as long as possible!
Perhaps the man's shoulders were too comfortable, so Song Tuanyuan slept until noon. When he opened his eyes, he realized that he was leaning on Ji Changan's body, and the carriage had stopped at some point.
Song Tuanyuan stood up and couldn't help but wipe the corners of his mouth. Fortunately, he didn't drool today, but...
Song Tuanyuan glanced sideways at Ji Changan. Wasn't this person sitting across from her? When did he come to sit next to her? The plot of sleeping on her shoulder like this was her favorite youth drama plot, but it was a pity that she slept so hard. I didn't even feel the ambiguous feeling of my heart pounding.
Ji Changan moved his arms and his face turned a little red. Just when he was about to say something, he heard the mountain outside shouting: "Sir, we're home!"
Ji Changan quickly bent over and walked out.
Song Tuanyuan also packed his luggage and got out of the carriage.
By the time Song Tuanyuan got out of the carriage, Ji Changan had already returned to Ji's house.
"Aunt Song, Master asked me to ask you, should you go back to the next door or to Songjia Village?" Dashan stepped forward and asked, "If you go back to Songjia Village, let me take you back!"