Chapter 11 shows the gap!
Fang Zongtang's eyes didn't fluctuate, and he said without blinking: "It's nothing important, but those clothes are likely to find clues to my disappearance for ten years, so don't wash them, just wash off any marks on them. "

Song Yi took Fang Zongtang's hand and led her to sit at the dinner table.

"You eat first, I'll bring over the old clothes."

She stopped him immediately.

"No, put it in my room together with the things I brought back, wait for me to eat and study slowly."

Song Yi naturally grabbed Fang Zongtang's hair. After finding that the moisture was not that heavy, he put the towel on the shelf.

"Okay, I will live in the master bedroom on the second floor, and Jizong will live in the second bedroom opposite."

Before Song Yi could finish speaking, she stepped forward and said, "I hate climbing stairs the most. Clean up a room on the first floor for me."

Song Yi went to do it.

Fang Zongtang stared at Song Yi for 2 minutes. When he saw him taking old clothes and cloth bundles into the room on the first floor, he withdrew his gaze and focused on the dishes on the table.

Barbecued pork in honey sauce, fried crab in typhoon shelter, roast goose emperor, soft-boiled abalone, shark fin stew, garlic-flavored cabbage, and boiled cabbage heart are all her favorite dishes, but they are also different.When I'm hungry for char siu, I only buy a toothpaste once in a while.She only buys half a roast goose every half month or a month, and she doesn't buy such a big one. The roast goose she buys is the size of an old hen, or half, and it can't cover the plate even if it is cut open.

Unlike the one on the table, the plate alone is as big as her two heads, covered with a layer, and the goose used must be at least six or seven years old.

There were also abalones. She used to eat cheap ones caught on the dock, which were a little smaller than eggs.The five soft-boiled abalones on the plate were each larger than the palm of her hand. There were at least two or three abalones, and each one was definitely more than four taels.

One bite, what you eat is not meat, but money!
And that pot of shark's fin, she didn't need to look at it to know that it was not the broken bowl of fins she used to eat, these were the configurations that only the top wealthy families in Xiangjiang could afford.

Aside from clothes, shoes and hats, this meal made her eat a lot of food.

Ten years ago, she was 20 years old when she disappeared, and her son-in-law was 18 years old. She has been Lao Hing Tong's home for two years. In the Sham Shui Po area, although she is not said to be the one who calls the shots, she can still be called by her name. Young and Dangerous guys, big and small, would give her a face or two.

When she is happy, she is called Little Pomegranate, and when she is unhappy, she is called Shiliuzai. In private, she and her great-grandfather prefer to be called son-in-law.

In the past, the son-in-law was a four-eyed scholar, who kept his head down in reading, or followed her to do things in silence.She asked him to do something, but he did it without even asking.

It was different now. She screamed several times before she could be moved, and she still seemed very reluctant.He also dared to grab something from her hand. She squeezed it, but he dared to grab it twice in succession.He also said that she was a country bumpkin who didn't know foreign languages.

These actions, these words, ten years ago, he dared to move, dare to say a try?
She taught him how to be a man in minutes.

The situation is not clear now, those people she knew before don't know where they are or what has changed, even if they have a temper, they have to endure it for a while!
Ten years~ Who can tell her what she has been doing in the past ten years?
Song Yi is back.

"The things are put away. You can see if you need anything later. I'll get someone to buy them." Song Yi said as he sat on Fang Zongtang's right hand and picked up the bowls and chopsticks to eat.

She had already eaten, put down the bowl and chopsticks and stood up.

"Eat slowly, I'll go to rest, don't disturb!" Fang Zongtang glanced at Song Yi quickly from the corner of his eyes, seeing him burying his head in his meal with lowered brows and walking towards the room non-stop.

 I was busy signing the contract, so I wrote [-], cuties, let's take a look, the explosion is already on the way!
  Babies, please recommend tickets and monthly tickets to help me reach success~
  Thank you very much!

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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