CH 66
After Rebirth, I Decided To Inherit the Family Property
The rest of the hours were spent in the buzz of the carving machine.
Song Yunran carved the wood carving with ease, and after finishing his monica, he went around the workshop classroom to watch others. This inevitably caused great psychological pressure on the other guests.
In the end, due to the fact that he was a bear and talked too much, he was accused by the other two groups of guests and was called by the director to go next door and record an interview.
When he came back, Qin Keâs wood carving work was almost finished.
Song Yunran walked over to take a look and smiled.
It turns out that Qin Ke is not an omnipotent person, for example, the wood carving in front of him is obviously not a skill that he is good at. Something went wrong during the carving process, and the puppy that was obviously drawn with an aggrieved expression now somehow turned out to be a cheerful one.
âWhat happened, it doesnât look anything like that.â
Song Yunran shook his head and sighed like an old father checking his childâs homework, âCompletely lost the expression that it should have.â
Qin Ke glanced at him: âBut itâs cute, isnât it?â
Song Yunran thought about it, âIt seems to be reasonable.â
He sat down in the seat next to him and waited for Qin Ke to finish sandpapering the surface texture of the wood carving, and then looked at it closely and found that it was really as Qin Ke described. The puppy had a bit of a silly and happy temperament by coincidence.
Just looking at it, it makes people feel good and even want to giggle along with it.
Qin Ke observed his expression and asked softly, âHow about I give it to you?â
Shao Qian beside him suddenly had a slip of the hand and a long scratch was made on the wooden block.
He raised his head in a complicated mood, and looked across the Xinghe pair. His heart was full of fatigue and speechlessness.
The wood carving is just a gift, there is no need to be so gentle with the tone. Those who do not know will think you want to give a ring.
However, to Song Yunranâs ears, this sentence is the exact opposite and has a different meaning.
He still remembers, in the past, when the kindergarten teacher taught the children to fold paper, he messed up folding two small animals that did not look like the original, but it was also the first time he decided to bring home and give it to Mom and Dad.
This scenario is too familiar to him.
But when he thought about it, his heart was a little worried.
Itâs too blatant, what if Qin Keâs filial piety is seen by the viewers?
The netizens nowadays are very good at brainstorming.
If they misunderstand this pure father-son relationship as some other dirty deal â¦â¦
Thinking of this, Song Yunran had to bear the pain and refuse: âYou keep it for yourself.â
He said this, but his eyes are hanging straight on the puppy, unable to move away the slightest.
Qin Ke couldnât figure out why he was saying otherwise, but he felt that his tearful refusal was particularly like a child who refuses to accept the New Yearâs money during the New Yearâs holidays, with his hands behind his back to show his determination, but his eyes were full of strong desire.
So he thought for a moment, turned to raise his eyes and looked at the chief director in the crowd.
Chief director: ââ¦â¦?â
It has to be said that Qin Keâs acting skills are indeed a masterpiece.
At this time he did not say a word. Just by a gesture with his eyes, seemed to have said a thousand words.
After a short stare, the chief director was suddenly enlightened and seemed to understand a lot.
She felt that Qin Ke was suggesting her to add a link for the guests to give each other wooden sculptures, but she couldnât make a final judgment by just relying on her eyes.
But giving each other gifts â¦â¦
For example, the ghost-like ugly thing that Wan Yuzhe carved, would definitely be a laughing point of this episode after sending it out to the other guest.
The chief director was thinking hard when Song Yunran suddenly left the camera and came to her side.
Song Yunran had a serious face: âDo you have time to discuss something with me.â
âYou say.â
The words did not fall, and the director saw Song Yunran reaching out to turn off the microphone, and quickly stopped, âWhy this move again! Mr. Song, you have to cooperate with our shooting, okay.â
Song Yunran explained, âThis time itâs a real trade secret.â
He mysteriously lowered his voice, âCan you contact the people in charge of the village?â
ââ¦â¦ what do you want?â
Song Yunran, who had nothing to do at the moment, briefly introduced his tourism development plan for Hualing Village: âOf course it depends on their own wishes, if not, I can only find another place.â
The chief director was shocked.
As the leader of the crew, she always received many âcomplaintsâ about the Xinghe cast, most of which came from their cameraman, and the main complaint was of course about Song Yunran, who didnât play by the rules, was too childish in his words and actions, and didnât fit the ânew generation business eliteâ persona that the crew had initially established.
In the end, Song Yunran was the one who started to plan the development of Hualing Village without even mentioning it.
In the early stage of preparation, when the program team was selecting the sites, they deliberately selected several mountain villages that were not economically developed and had enough beautiful scenery. This was to help the local villagers while filming the variety show, and to attract more tourists through the power of âSlow Holiday Travelâ.
Song Yunranâs idea coincided with that of the program crew.
The chief director naturally did not object: âI have the phone number of the village committee, so I can set up a time for you to meet and talk?â
Song Yunran waved his hand: âNo, you can ask them for me if they are willing to do it. Just let me know if you have any news, and tell them to contact my assistant if they can, and let him worry about the rest.â
The chief director understands.
After all, Song Yunran is the president, he only needs to invest and then sit back and wait for the money to be made.
She nodded her head. Thinking of the initial communication from the program team, she asked one more question, âOther than that, do you have any other ideas?â
Song Yunran pondered for a moment and smiled shyly: âThen can we add a gift exchange session later?â
Chief director: âWhat?â
I am now discussing the bright future of Hualing Village with you, donât force me to slap â¦â¦
Forget it, she didnât dare to slap either.
Song Yunran was completely unaware of how different the two conversations were framed.
He frowned, and his face was still a little red: âGive it a good shot, okay.â
The chief director went numb: âOkay.â
After all six people finished their wood carving work, the chief director announced this temporary addition of the rule.
For a while, there were people who were inwardly happy and others who looked deathly pale.
Shao Qianâs entire body had the word âdislikeâ written on it: âDo we have to exchange with the same group? Give me a chance, if I have to choose, Iâm definitely willing to take Mr. Songâs Samoyed.â
The disliked party, Wan Yuzhe, coldly spat out: âIs it? I think Qin Keâs carving of the puppy is also very cute, how about you keep that weed for yourself.â
ââ¦â¦?â Shao Qian angrily retorted, âWhat I carved was a flower!â
Song Yunran watched in silence, he was now looking at it clearly, this must be another of the thousands of soldiers flirting.
But thatâs where they are wrong, how can a CP quarrel involve the innocent father and son next to them?
So he was quick to put the monica into Qin Keâs hand, and did not wait for the other side to have a chance, and quickly took away the puppy, and also held the wooden carving tightly in his hand, lest others reach out to grab it.
Qin Ke looked down and watched his cautious appearance, and smiled silently.
After eating dinner and recording some of the required sessions, at nearly eleven oâclock, the director announced that everyone could go back to their rooms to rest.
Song Yunran now has a certain psychological shadow about going back to the room to rest.
He cautiously dragged Qin Ke and checked all the corners of the room.
âIâm afraid theyâll pretend to be a ghost again.â Song Yunran carefully analyzed, âAnd tomorrow there is a treasure hunt mission. No clues have been given so far, so maybe there is an ambush trap somewhere.â
Qin Ke thought about it: âDid you check the hot springs?â
Song Yunran froze for a moment: âNot yet.â
The B&Bâs own hot spring is very close to the snow where he drew his dog in the afternoon, and probably because of his subconscious, he hasnât been near it since he returned.
âGo check it out.â Qin Ke said.
The two changed into a jacket and pulled open the wooden door of the living room through the night.
The aggrieved dog that was drawn this afternoon was almost completely covered with new snow.
Only the last handful of the tail was left exposed, and if other people came over, they would not be able to see what it really was.
But both of them tacitly avoided that small area, like defending some kind of hidden memories. They bypassed the puppy that used to exist there without stepping on it even half a step.
Moving forward through the lantern-lit corridor, the steaming hot spring pool came into their view.
This should be a natural hot spring. The edge of the soup pool is surrounded by simple stones. A few dim yellow floor lamps are spread under the feet, and the mist evaporates to give off a dense light.
The air has the fresh smell of winter snow, mixed with the faint sulfur smell of hot springs, it does not smell pungent, but rather it makes people want to jump in and enjoy the refreshing experience.
Song Yunran was tired all day, and looking at the hot spring pool in front of him, he felt like it was inviting him.
He hesitated for less than three seconds between âcontinue to find cluesâ and âWhatever, letâs have some fun firstâ, and quickly chose the latter.
âWhy donât we go for a dip?â
He paused, a no one stopping me attitude, âsince we selected the best room, we should not waste the facilities inside, or the hot spring may cry.â
Qin Ke paused in his movements, âThe two of us?â
âDo you want to call others?â Song Yunran was a little worried, âBut this pool isnât big enough.â
That wasnât the focus of the issue.
But Qin Ke only had to lower his head a little, and he could see at a glance the look of anticipation written all over Xiao Songâs face.
He hesitated for a moment, but finally gave a âhmmâ, expressing his consent.
Song Yunran sighed with relief.
He had really used up a lot of energy skiing today, and with the ups and downs of being crowned as a father, he was really a bit tired at the moment, and needed to get into the surroundings of nature to recover his energy.
However, this is an open-air hot spring, and the surrounding lighting is at best an atmosphere group, and the lighting function is almost negligible. (T/N â Well I didnât understand this one.)
If Qin scrupulously did not accompany him, he really did not dare to go into the water alone.
Considering that it is freezing outside, it is not practically possible to come over after taking a shower from your room.
The actual design of the B&B is to have a small shower room next to the pool, with all the items inside, saving the guests the pain of going back and forth to be frozen.
Song Yunran did not show his fatherâs modesty at all, and directly entered the shower first to finish showering, and only when he was ready to come out, did he hesitate slowly.
Everyone knows that in hot springs, it is not possible to soak in clothes.
ââ¦â¦Itâs okay, itâs all men, and heâs still my son.â
Song Yunran slowly tied the bath towel around his waist and gave himself a psychological build-up, âBetween father and son, what canât be seen!â
The words were decisive, but he opened the door a few beats slower than usual.
But soon, the cold wind blew away all his reasoning.
Standing outside and waiting, Qin Ke looked back and saw a figure scurrying out of the shower, letting out an odd scream as he ran, then followed by an instant extreme flash as he rushed into the hot spring.
He fixed his eyes, only to find that the creature just now was Song Yunran.
The hot spring brought Song Yunran back to life.
He knew he had just been too humiliating and cleared his throat, âItâs really horrible, you move faster later, or Iâm afraid youâll freeze into an ice sculpture halfway through.â
ââ¦â¦ okay.â
Qin Ke held back his laughter and nodded seriously.
The door of the shower room closed again, and only Song Yunran was left alone outside again.
He subconsciously got scared and didnât dare to look around. His back was pressed against the smooth pool wall, and he prayed for Qin Ke to come out quickly.
Qin Ke seemed to have heard his inner cry.
In a matter of minutes, the sound of the wooden door opening resounded like heavenly music.
Song Yunranâs heartbeat suddenly and inexplicably accelerated.
He dipped his body in the hot spring and was hesitant to turn his head and look.
But even if he didnât look, the sound of the water clattering a few moments later, allowed him to know that Qin Ke got into the water.
Song Yunran had a slight subtle twinge in his heart, he clenched his fist, cheered himself up, and was fully prepared before he turned his head as if nothing had happened: âYou â¦â¦â
Then it got stuck.
Qin Ke probably wanted to walk to his side, and the man was still standing in the hot spring.
The water in the hot spring was not deep, and only slightly above his waist and stomach, which could not block the beautifully proportioned muscle line from his shoulders and neck down.
âHmm?â
Qin Ke thought he had something to say, and went to sit next to him and turned his face sideways, âWhat did you want to say?â
When he got closer, Song Yunranâs eyes didnât know where to look.
He stared blankly at the manâs sunken, straight collarbone, and only after a while did he avert his eyes: âOh, I wanted to say, did you see any clues in the shower.â
Qin Ke: ââ¦â¦ program team wouldnât so much as install a camera in the shower.â
â?â
â¦â¦ Yes, too, the link to find clues must be filmed to be effective material.
In this way, the shower will certainly not have clues.
After all, they are a law-abiding and decent variety show.
Song Yunran slowly exhaled a breath, disliking why he was so squirmy.
He secretly used the lingering gaze of his eyes to survey the lines of Qin Keâs shoulders, and quietly pinched his own arm, a strong surge of envy in his heart.
Somehow, it was always difficult for him to develop obvious lines.
The muscles are always thin, to put it nicely, he has a teenage body, to put it unpleasantly, he looks like a weak chicken.
If only he could be like Qin Ke, Song Yunran thought, not overly exaggerated but well defined, making people want to â¦â¦
â¦â¦
What do you want to do?
Song Song Yunran was taken aback by his sudden thought, and lost his position in an instant. His cheeks, which were already red from the hot spring, became even hotter, and even his ears to the back of his neck were stained with an unnatural blush.
He was so alarmed that he didnât have time to think about the reason, and he believed that the most urgent thing was to stay away from Qin Ke, so that he wouldnât do something that would be contrary to that of a fatherâs way.
So Song Yunran grabbed the bath towel around his waist and slowly moved to the side, thinking it would be unnoticeable.
The moment he took a half step, Qin Ke swept over with an impressive gaze: âWhere are you going?â
Song Yunran said coldly, âYouâre crowding Dad, I need to find a more spacious place.â
â Well.â
A light of indistinguishable emotions swept through Qin Keâs eyes, âDad, why are you blushing?â
ââ¦â¦â Song Yunran speechless, âWho does not blush in hot springs!â
Qin Ke was silent for a few seconds and laughed in a low voice, âReally, but Daddyâs face seems especially red?â
Song Yunran became angry and his anger level filled up.
He had never realized that this one mouthful of dad could also be called out with a mocking tone.
Seeing that Qin Ke seemed to be opening his mouth to acknowledge his father again, Song Yunranâs mind collapsed.
He became irritated and fiercely ordered, âNo more shouting dad!â
The author has something to say: Heh, but this is it!