Chapter 137 [058] Song Xuan Wants to Get Married

"Well, Zixi will definitely become as brave as a sister and protect Zilei Ziyun's two younger brothers."

"Zixi, don't tell your parents what happened today, lest they worry, you know?"

"I see."

"If you think you are still afraid, you can hold this copper coin. This is my sister's amulet. I give it to you now to keep you safe. No matter where you are in the future, my sister will be able to feel your position." Yang Zimei said. .

Yang Zixi touched the Kaiyuan Tongbao and asked embarrassedly: "Sister, you gave me the amulet, what should you do? I don't want it, you still keep it, Zixi will be brave in the future and won't be afraid of anything. ."

Yang Zimei smiled and took her into his arms, "Silly sister, sister can make amulets again, it's alright. Of course, Zixi must be brave. Only by being brave can you be strong and overcome everything."

"Yeah." Yang Zixi nodded, holding the copper coin tightly, her childish gaze firm.

*

After coming out of her sister's room, Yang Zimei returned to her room, and she was startled when she heard the ringing of the bell. After a closer look, the sound came from the mobile phone box that Long Zhutian had given.

Because she was too busy, she didn't have time to open the box, look at the phone inside, and just put it aside.

The bell inside was ringing impatiently, and she opened the box and took out the brand new phone from inside.

The name of the caller ID flashed on the screen of the mobile phone: Tian Tian.

Seeing the word "Tian Tian", Yang Zimei felt a little bloody like she wanted to be killed.

This dragon, a 25-year-old with a cool face, actually calling himself Tiantian, is it disgusting?

She's on the phone—

"Hey—" Long Zhutian's slightly low and magnetic voice came from the phone.

"Well, it's me." Yang Zimei replied.

"Going out?" Long Zhutian asked.

"Yes, go and deal with Gao Youcai, and come back now."

"Rest well, good night."

After Long Zhutian finished speaking, he immediately hung up the phone without waiting for her to say goodnight to him, which was too abrupt.

She looked carefully at the phone. It was a Nokia color screen. In 2003, black and white screens were generally used. The color screen was considered a new type of function, and the price was about 6,000 yuan.

It's embarrassing to say, in the last life, although she lived in the age of 2013, when all the people had mobile phones, but she didn't have it, and there was no need to have it. Do you spend dozens of dollars a month in mobile phone bills?

Therefore, mobile phones are still new to her now.

She carefully studied the mobile phone manual, understood the various function keys, and then dialed Song Xuan's mobile phone.

"Hello!"

There was Song Xuan's soothing and gentle voice over the phone, like a gentle breeze blowing slowly across his face.

"Hello, Mr. Song, it's me."

"Oh? Xiaomei?" Hearing Yang Zimei's voice, Song Xuan was a little surprised, but also very happy. He looked at the number of the call, and it was unfamiliar, "Xiaomei, did you buy a mobile phone?"

"Um."

"That's great, it will be much easier to find you in the future, I just wanted to call you." Song Xuandao.

"What's wrong with Mr. Song?"

"..."

The phone was silent for a while, "Xiaomei, I'm getting married, and the wedding will be held the day after tomorrow."

"Okay, congratulations, you will definitely be happy." Yang Zimei said sincerely.

"..."

Song Xuan was silent for a while, and the air was somewhat depressed.