After Rebirth, I Decided To Inherit the Family Property

The two returned to the cabin with four fishes.

The old man instructed them to pour the fish into the basket and throw it on the old-fashioned weighing scale at the door. It was exactly 15 kilograms, which exceeded the task.

According to the regulations of the program group, you can get the key even if you clear the customs.

The old man began to recite the lines again: "Are you tourists from other places, have you thought about where to stay tonight?"

"Not yet, do you have any recommendations?" Qin Ke asked.

The old man took out three keys from the drawer and saw that Song Yunran was closer to him, so he passed the keys directly: "My house is in the village, and these three sets are all vacant rooms. The house numbers are affixed to the keys. You can take them. Choose whatever you want."

Since the three keys can be given, it means that they are the first group to complete the task.

Song Yunran was overjoyed, but he didn't rush to leave after receiving the key, because he still had big things to do.

He glanced at Qin Ke secretly. The other party didn't seem to pay attention to the key, and was hanging the fishing rod they used on the wall, as if he had completely forgotten that there was still a match between the two undecided.

Song Yunran approached the old man: "Can you help me see how heavy the biggest fish is? This is very important to me."

The old man gave him an "I understand" look.

He has seen too many fishing guests, and finally caught a big fish. He must figure out how many catties the fish is, so that he can brag about it as a record in the future.

"come on."

The old man took Song Yunran to the door, took the cyan fish out of the fish basket and threw it on the scale, dialed the weight, and squinted to identify it, "Oh, it's a big guy! "

Song Yunran felt cold in her heart.

It's over, Qin Ke's three fishes are heavier than his!

In this game, he still lost!

"Got it, thank you, keep your voice down, don't let anyone hear you."

Song Yunran hurriedly signaled the old man not to say anything, but when he turned his head, he saw Qin Ke leaning against the door, with a bit of laziness and teasing between his handsome eyebrows, just staring at him intently.

"..."

Large-scale rollover site.

Song Yunran's heart was ashamed, ready to meet the ridicule.

Unexpectedly, Qin Ke didn't seem to care about winning or losing, but walked over and glanced at the key in his hand: "Go choose a house?"

Song Yunran was startled. The old man's voice was so loud just now, didn't Qin Ke hear it?

No, I have never heard of Qin Ke's ear disease in two lifetimes.

He walked forward ignorantly for a while, and finally reacted when the photographer was almost unable to restrain himself.

This is a variety show, and their words and deeds are honestly recorded by cameras.

If he wants to be fooled, what will netizens think of him?

He will definitely feel that he is a person who doesn't believe in words.

Thinking about it this way, the reason why Qin Ke avoided this topic is understandable.

After all, it was the employee who caught the boss on the spot and attempted to renege on the account. If he exposes it, it will inevitably damage Dad's glorious image.

What a thoughtful good son.

Song Yunran was moved by this filial piety and proactively confessed: "I lost the fishing game. Then if the program team embarrass us, you just sit next to me and let me go."

Qin Ke said: "It doesn't matter, it depends on the specific situation then."

This is a very sensible conclusion, because although the fixing **** his shoulder was removed a long time ago, according to the doctor's advice, it is still necessary to avoid strenuous exercise and excessive exertion in the near future.

In case the program group is whimsical and asks the guests to carry the stone lion at the entrance of the village and go around the stadium, that really only allows Song Yunran to play.

"Oh, I'm willing to bet."

Song Yunran felt that he would be a family soon, and Qin Ke didn't need to be polite to him at all, "Besides, we are a tourist and leisure variety show, so there shouldn't be any tricky links, right."

He said the last two words to the photographer.

Brings a bit of seeking spoilers in it.

The photographer did not speak, but only squeezed out a meaningful smile for him to experience.

Song Yunran: "..."

He became uneasy.

Embracing an uneasy mood, Song Yunran found the first house smoothly according to the house number posted on the key.

Room one is in the deepest part of an alley.

The gray brick wall revealed the traces of the years, and a few clumps of moss turned along the wall, guiding them to open a vermilion lacquered wooden door.

Several big trees were planted in the small yard, and the lush canopy covered most of the light.

Limited by the area, the bungalows inside are not large, with a very common one-bedroom and one-living room configuration.

The living room doesn't even have a sofa. There are only two or three wooden chairs. The bedroom has a double bed, but one of the windows next to it is broken, and the air is leaking inside.

As for the separate utility room next to the bungalow, forget it, not to mention it.

"Let's go to the next one." Song Yunran raised the other two keys, "Anyway, we don't have enough time, let's choose slowly."

Qin Ke nodded: "Okay."

Before the two walked out of the alley, Song Yunran was stunned before he could tell the direction of the next suite.

In a clearing not far away, Shao Qian and Wan Yuzhe held fans with all thoughts, like two lambs strayed into the wolf pack, surrounded by a dozen aunts who also held fans.

It seems that the fan really corresponds to the square dance.

Song Yunran was dumbfounded, and felt that Shen Yiyi was talented in business.

The top idol learns to dance the square dance, a once-in-a-lifetime scene, it is simply a hot search book.

But he still cares more about the way the father and son get along than hot search.

In an instant, the remaining two houses disappeared in his mind.

Song Yunran stopped: "Actually, the house just now was pretty good."

Qin Ke: "?"

Song Yunran said nonsense solemnly: "Did you not see, how nice the greenery is in the yard. We usually live in cities and it is difficult to get close to nature."

Qin Ke raised his eyebrows: "So?"

"So choose it, don't toss about it anymore."

Song Yunran looked at the square dance class that was about to begin teaching, and solemnly announced the president's decision.

Qin Ke followed his gaze, and vaguely guessed the reason for his temporary change of mind, he smiled and said, "Okay, then choose it."

Song Yunran was very satisfied with his cooperation and happily borrowed two benches from the villagers next to him, ready to let Qin Ke see how other people's children obeyed his father.

The photographer was speechless.

He knows the order of the three suites, and also knows the tasks corresponding to each suite.

Seeing that the two of them took a good hand but gave up halfway, he really wanted to violate the rules and come forward to remind them. Didn’t they all hint at you, don’t you hurry up to find the best suite?

No one cares about the mental activities of the poor photographer.

When Shao Qian looked up, he saw Song Yunran, who had glared at him in the car, and his artists, sitting on a bench a few meters away, and couldn't help but shudder.

What is this doing?

It's just that he has reduced his dignified dance to the square dance. Why do the guests from other groups still have a strong crowd in the front row?

Shao Qian forcibly stabilized his mind and waved his greetings: "Qin Ke, Song President."

Qin Ke nodded lightly as a greeting, while Song Yunran smiled and waved in response: "Don't call me President Song, just call my name later."

How dare Shao Qian, he wisely removed the title and asked directly: "Have you got the key?"

"I got all three." Song Yunran said, "I just picked one set and didn't look at the other two sets."

Shao Qian is numb, listen to what this is saying.

Would you rather give up the remaining choice opportunities and come to see our jokes?

He took a deep breath and walked around behind Wan Yuzhe: "No, I feel nervous when I see Song Yunran."

Wan Yuzhe also greeted the two onlookers, turned his head and said, "Don't look at them, focus on yourself."

"..."

Shao Qian sighed again, very headache.

They found the location of the props, but missed the time corresponding to the back of the wrapping paper, so that as the second set of players, they could only wait for the late aunts.

Shao Qian is usually good at chop dance, and within a few minutes of learning, he almost comprehended the essence of this square dance.

But Wan Yuzhe is a very biased vocal. The biggest black spot in life is stiffness in his limbs. When he arrives in Tonggu Village, he can't keep up with the teaching progress of the aunts.

These two things go back and forth, fearing that they will be circumscribed and they will go ahead of schedule.

Shao Qian thought about it and decided to sell the rot as the most important thing.

He tried his best to ignore Song Yunran's piercing eyes, and squeezed out a smile to comfort him: "It's okay, do it again, I believe you can."

Wan Yuzhe's heart was clear: "Then I will dance with the aunts, and you can help me see."

Soon, the extremely brainwashed music sounded again.

Song Yunran frowned and opened his eyes widening in the face of mental pollution, not wanting to let go of their every movement.

Looking at it, he vaguely understood something.

Whenever Wan Yuzhe forgets to move, Shao Qian personally demonstrates.

Whenever Wan Yuzhe showed embarrassment because of the laughter of his aunts, Shao Qian would gently express that you are great.

Whenever Wan Yuzhe accidentally stumbled upon him, Shao Qian would stretch out his hand nervously to stabilize him.

With such meticulous care, whoever reads it without saying his father’s love is like a mountain.

Song Yunran learned it and decided to use it now.

He mobilized his whole body's acting skills, pretended to look like he had just thought of, and slowly turned his face sideways. As a result, his eyes met with a pair of pitch-black eyes.

Qin Ke didn't know how long he was beside him and watched him quietly.

Song Yunran was shocked, his brain twitched, and angrily said, "What do you think of me?"

He regretted as soon as the words were spoken, and urgently adjusted his gentle tone, "What's the matter, do you want to eat when you are hungry?"

Very good, that's it, he encouraged in his heart.

Start with the most daily necessities, food, shelter, and transportation, and be a good father who is like a spring breeze, myself.

Qin Ke was stunned for a few seconds by his sudden change of tone, and then asked quietly, "It's okay, are you hungry?"

"?"

When Song Yunran was asked by him, he couldn't help feeling his stomach.

There is a small shop in the village next to the clearing where they are.

It is now when the children are over from school, everyone is carrying their schoolbags to buy snacks at the canteen, and the aroma of grilled sausage, fried potatoes, and scallion pancakes floats in the air, making Song Yunran, who has been busy for a long time, a little bit envious.

"Hungry is not hungry,"

He tightened his lips and whispered, "It's just a bit greedy."

Qin Ke let out a "um", got up and walked to the canteen.

Song Yunran stared blankly at the back of his going away, and after a while, he watched blankly as Qin Ke came back with a bowl of fried potatoes.

Qin Ke handed the plastic bowl over: "Eat it."

Song Yunran: "???"

That’s not right. Didn’t the program group prohibit guests from spending money during the recording?

Qin Ke glanced at him as if he had guessed what he was thinking, and explained: "It didn't cost me any money, I'm just brushing my face. I just need to pay the bill after I get my phone after recording."

It doesn't violate the rules of the program group.

Song Yunran relaxed, and picked up the potatoes with a toothpick and took a bite.

The potatoes were crispy fried and covered with chili and sesame seeds. After the slightly spicy taste bloomed on the tip of the tongue, the mellow sesame scent followed, which made people appetite.

Without paying attention, Song Yunran ate a small bowl.

Fortunately, he recovered in time and remembered the knowledge he had just learned, so he chose a slice of potato that seemed to be fried best, turned and handed it over: "You have to eat, too. We will have to wait a long time for dinner."

As soon as Qin Ke was about to reach out to pick up the toothpick, Song Yunran stopped and said, "Don't take it with your hand, be careful to drop it."

Qin Ke lowered his eyelashes and glanced at the crumbling potato chips on the toothpick. After thinking about it, he still held Song Yunran's wrist to help stabilize it, then lowered his head slightly, opened his lips and bit down like this.

The photographer next to him shook his hand and the lens was suddenly out of focus.

And Wan Yuzhe, who just skipped the square dance, staggered under his feet.

He pressed Shao Qian's shoulders and reminded him in a low voice as if he was facing an enemy: "No, we have to work harder."

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