Song Enzhi understood Song Ting’s intention.
At this time, giving Meng Chuyue other things might not be safe for her to keep.
Better to give her something she can keep in her mind, something she wouldn’t lose.
Meng Chuyue didn’t care much for the Song Family’s medicine field chicken breeding method.
The ones she raised with Space Spiritual Plants tasted better.
However, it opened up an opportunity for her to make a fortune under the names "Medicinal Chicken," "Medicinal Duck," "Medicine Pig"...
She also felt the sincerity and kindness of Song Ting and Song Enzhi.
She smiled at Song Enzhi and said, "If possible, when I leave, give me some antique calligraphy and paintings, I don’t want this heirloom of yours."
Song Enzhi was stunned for a moment, "Do you especially like antique calligraphy and paintings?"
"Just moderately," Meng Chuyue grinned, "Mainly because my father likes calligraphy and paintings, whereas I prefer the smell of antique money."
Song Enzhi covered her mouth and chuckled, "Okay, I’ll try to collect some good pieces."
The Song Family naturally had some antique calligraphy and paintings but not many.
Compared to these, their family preferred to collect rare medicinal herbs.
Of course, those good items at home were managed by Su Xiufeng, so Song Enzhi couldn’t target those ready-made goods.
Meng Chuyue continued to joke, "Just play it by ear, if there’s none, just give me money directly, I prefer it to them."
Song Enzhi enjoyed the joke even more.
She laughed for a while and then asked Meng Chuyue, "If you had money, would you save it or spend it on something?"
"I would use it to buy houses."
In this era, if you had money, buying houses was the most efficient and hassle-free investment.
Song Enzhi seriously said, "If that’s the case, then we’ll give you some houses."
Meng Chuyue hesitated for a moment, "But they must be newly bought, I don’t want the ones your family already owns, I don’t want future disputes."
"Okay, that’s settled then."
Song Enzhi stayed for a long time before she reluctantly left.
She was so attached to Meng Chuyue not only because she liked Meng Chuyue’s personality but also because she was very lonely there.
Her friends were all in the city, and living in the Medicinal Garden, she rarely saw them.
After Song Enzhi left, Meng Chuyue sent Xiao Yuan to rest while she stewed Bird’s Nest and phoned Shen Ci.
Shen Ci and Han Zheng were both at the fast-food headquarters.
Because Meng Chuyue called Shen Ci and not Han Zheng, Han Zheng was now feeling a bit jealous.
But Shen Ci was very tactful.
After talking with Meng Chuyue for a bit, when she asked about Han Zheng, he quickly said, "Uncle is right beside me, I’ll pass the phone to him."
Shen Ci, despite his reluctance, couldn’t afford to displease his future father-in-law, otherwise, he’d face troubles later.
Han Zheng immediately felt better.
His future son-in-law knew to respect him, which was great.
Meng Chuyue asked Han Zheng about their house-moving progress and then shared her new understanding about the Song Family’s secrets with him. Since there were no topics they could discuss in front of Shen Ci, Han Zheng somewhat unhappily handed the phone back to Shen Ci and instructed, "Speak less, go rest early."
Shen Ci obediently agreed, but took the phone back to his room.
But then, it wasn’t suitable for two young people in love to chat in front of him.
He vented his irritation on Space Spirit Erhu in the space, "I told you to keep an eye on Zhao Sulan, so why did you come back?"
He was also worried that Zhao Sulan might harm Zhao Xiaoxin in the future, so while he and Erhu hadn’t left yet, he ordered Erhu to monitor Zhao Sulan’s activities more.
The fruit-eating Erhu quickly retreated, "... I’m going now."
Zhao Sulan didn’t know Meng Chuyue’s current situation and didn’t realize Shen Ci and Han Zheng would be leaving soon.
Worried that Meng Chuyue might suddenly come back and prevent her from scheming against Zhao Xiaoxin, she decided to act tomorrow.