There, Song Wenxin met Jiang Beihan for the first time.

She turned a little surprised to look at Jiang Beihan, only to see him looking at the scenery outside the window.

She froze, still not sure whether to go to that place.

Until, the car stopped somewhere in the village.

Song Wenxin was finally determined ...

This is where her grandmother used to live.

However, when she saw a Chinese-style two-story small building in the old house of her grandmother's house, she had a miserable expression and was caught in the car.

Jiang Beihan had already pushed the car door and got out of the car, walked to her and opened the door.

"Why, don't you know this?" He raised her eyebrows and asked her.

Song Wenxin then came back to his mind, took the long skirt out of the car, and walked towards the house.

"Here is ..." she asked in surprise.

Remember ... a few years ago, I heard from my family that the grandmother's old house had collapsed because of heavy rain.

She regretted it for a while, and later heard that relatives in the countryside sold the foundation of her grandmother's old house ... and said that the price was good.

Is this ...

"I asked people to rebuild it. Although it didn't look like the original house, it was changed like the old house!" Jiang Beihan walked to her and explained quietly.

Song Wen was at ease, so it turned out ...

The house is of Chinese style. Although it is a building, the style is completely in favor of the old house.

"When was this covered?" Song Wen asked curiously.

After her grandmother's death, she does not return here often, although she visits nearby hills every year to scan graves.

So I don't know, it was changed here.

"After we get married," he answered.

Song Wenxin was surprised, but moved a little.

Unexpectedly, he had done so much in private.

He still remembered the original thing, so he bought this house and built it.

Except for the difference in the house, the scene around the house remains the same as it was then.

The grass outside the house has been shortened a lot, and the fence in the yard has been repaired, but the grape stand under the corner has grown more vigorously than before.

Looking at all this in front of him, Song Wenxin's heart was not only pleasantly surprised, but also touched him unexpectedly, broke into her world, but scared her ...

At that time, she never thought that her future husband would be the man with blood all over him.

"Are you satisfied with this Qixi Festival gift?" Jiang Beihan couldn't help but walked behind her and asked in a low voice as she stared dumbly at the house.

"Um ... OK ..." Song Wen thought for a while, then said it intentionally.

She was just learning him as usual.

Every time she gives him the latest design of the new men's clothing and lets him put on the evaluation, the evaluation he gives is always OK!

And he always makes such evaluations.

"OK?" Jiang Beihan was obviously not satisfied with her answer.

This house has been built for a few years, every detail is carefully crafted.

He thought that she would happily say she liked it, and then sent him a kiss to reward him.

But she just said it was ok.

"It's funny ... who makes you always say that!" Seeing him unhappy, Song Wen couldn't help laughing and said with a lip slip.