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Mother Yu brought out a plate of side dishes from the kitchen,

She asked Father Yu,

"Zhidong is up?

Why did I hear him speak just now? "

Father Yu snorted,

"He just got up and ran out. Isn't he gone now?"

Yu Zhidong ran out of the house in a hurry,

When he was outside, he remembered that he hadn't washed his face. He rubbed it casually with his hands and remembered the idea he had just thought of.

Father Yu had been an apprentice to an old carpenter a few years ago. Although he couldn't be considered a true master, he could still make a wardrobe that was commonly used at home,

Tables, chairs, and benches,

It was still not a problem.

The toys that Yu Zhidong and his two sisters played with since they were young were basically made by Father Yu himself.

It was only in these few years that..,

When the situation wasn't good, Father Yu put away his tools,

He didn't use them easily,

He was afraid that they would cause some trouble.

Yu Zhidong was young and sturdy. When he was young, he dared to use the tools that his father used to eat. He was quick-witted,

Father Yu had the intention to teach him in the early years,

So Yu Zhidong used that set of tools,

He wasn't much worse than his father.

It was just that he didn't have a fixed nature,

When he learned it, he would occasionally make a few exquisite gadgets,

One day, he was short of money,

He would take it to the city,

He would find a way out.

He just used this to pass the time. He didn't use it to make food at all.

Yu Zhidong hurriedly went to find Zhou Xiaofeng because last time Zhou Xiaofeng said that he wanted to play with it, Yu Zhidong threw his set of tools to Zhou Xiaofeng.

When he arrived at the Zhou family, Mother Zhou was coming out to take out the trash when she saw Yu Zhidong coming over.

A warm smile appeared on her face. "Zhidong is here?

Have you eaten?

Are you eating at Aunt's place? "

Yu Zhidong was still polite when he saw his elders. He smiled and said, "Third aunt, there's no need. I'm just here to look for Xiaofeng for something."

Then, he stepped forward to take the trash from Third Aunt's hand. Third Aunt refused, and Yu Zhidong directly took it and threw it into the trash pile.

Third Aunt smiled as she looked at him. She was not convinced and thought that it was all because of those rumors that Zhidong was causing trouble and hitting people outside. Now that she looked at him, he was a good boy and was handsome. He was not like what those people said. Those people were just jealous!

(But she really didn't.

She then said cheerfully to Yu Zhidong, "That brat is sleeping in the room. Come, come in with Auntie."

"No, Auntie, I won't go in. Just ask Xiaofeng to come out for a while!"

As soon as Third Aunt entered the room, she shouted at Zhou Xiaofeng, "Zhou Xiaofeng, did you die in bed?

Get up now!

Zhidong is looking for you! "

Zhou Xiaofeng was happily dreaming when he heard his mother's loud voice. He was so shocked that he almost fell off the bed.

With a lump of eye wax, he walked out sloppily in his slippers and protested loudly, "Mom, who is your son?!"

Third Aunt pursed her lips and said, "If you could look like Zhidong, your mom would wake up laughing in her dreams."

Then she urged, "Alright, stop nagging. Hurry up, don't make Zhidong wait!"

Zhou Xiaofeng was speechless.

"Mom, I don't want to look like this!

Didn't you give birth to me? "

Third Aunt glared at him when she heard this. She took off her shoe and threw it at Zhou Xiaofeng's face. Zhou Xiaofeng had been trained by his mother. He dodged quickly and ran out.

Yu Zhidong was waiting against the wall when he saw Zhou Xiaofeng rush out as if he had been bitten by a dog. "Why are you running so fast?"

Zhou Xiaofeng saw that his mother did not chase after him and sighed in relief. Then he asked, "Brother Yu, why are you here so early in the morning?

What's the matter? "

Yu Zhidong did not seem to mind and said, "Oh, nothing big. It's just that I gave you last time. Did you lose it?" Then he said, "If you didn't lose it, find it for me to use."

Zhou Xiaofeng scratched his head and thought for a while before saying, "I don't think so. Anyway, I haven't used it since I took it back last time. Brother Yu, wait for me. I'll go look for it."

"Okay."

A few days later, in a military compound in Beijing.

The postman delivered a pile of letters early in the morning. The security guard on duty was sorting them out. One of the letters was addressed to Old General Song and was sent from Huai City. The security guard thought for a while and felt that it was very likely to be from Miss Song. He did not dare to delay and quickly found someone to send it to the Song family.

Coincidentally, Brother Song came back from his run. The security guard saw him and quickly saluted. Brother Song stopped and returned the salute. Just as he was about to continue walking, the security guard hurriedly called out to him, "Colonel Song, there is a letter from your family. It was sent from Huai City."

Brother Song maintained a cold expression until he heard the two words' Huai City '. His expression changed a little and he quickly reached out to take the letter. "Thank you!"

Song family.

The nanny was preparing breakfast. Other than the kitchen, the rest of the house was deserted. Ever since Miss Song left, it had been like this. There was no laughter.

The two men in the family were both from the military. Before dawn, the two of them were already up. Brother Song went out for a run, while Father Song sat on the sofa and read the newspaper. The only movement in the living room was the clock hanging on the wall, ticking away.

At this moment, the living room door opened and there was the sound of hurried footsteps. Brother Song hurried in.

Father Song was a little surprised. His son was usually the calmest. There were few things that could make him reveal such an expression.

At this moment, Brother Song walked up to him and handed him a letter. "Dad, Xiao Xuan wrote a letter back."

When Father Song heard this, his face showed some joy. He hurriedly took the letter and opened it, skimming through it. Brother Song kept a close eye on his father's face, afraid that something had happened to his little sister.

After the two of them finished reading the letter, the father and son looked at each other speechlessly. There was nothing in the letter. Song Xuan told them that she was doing well and that the people there were very friendly to her. She told the family not to worry about her and that Father Song was not young anymore. He had to take care of his body.

Every word she said was appropriate, but it made the two men feel uncomfortable in their hearts.

Their family had doted on her since she was young. How long had she been gone? She had become so sensible and had grown up.

It was not that this was not a good thing, but there was a price to pay for growing up. As her brother and father, they had not done a good enough job!

Brother Song was the first to speak to his father. "Dad, is there anything else at home?

I'll go to the district later and send it to little sister. "

Father Song nodded in agreement. "Later, get the auntie at home to pack up. Send all the nutritional products that those people brought over to your sister. Also, give her the cloth coupons."

"Okay."

Elder Brother Song said as he took out a piece of paper and wrote down the things he wanted to send later. After organizing it, he showed it to Father Song. The father and son discussed over and over on the piece of paper as if they were discussing some national affairs.

Zhiqing Yuan.

Song Xuan woke up in the morning and spent a lot of effort to prepare breakfast. She could not help but sigh in her heart. It was indeed different to see with one's eyes and to do it with one's own hands.

Ever since she parted with Hu Mengyun on bad terms that night, Hu Mengyun acted as if she could not see Song Xuan. She no longer pretended to be a caring big sister. She did not even say a word in the morning. She had a straight face and was cold.

Of course, Song Xuan was also very happy about this.

To her now, Hu Mengyun had not done anything to let her down. At most, she was just coveting some small benefits. However, based on what she had done in her previous life, it was impossible for Song Xuan to get along with her without any grudges. Therefore, it was best for them to treat each other as strangers.

Song Xuan tidied herself up and went to work in the fields as usual. In fact, it was not the busy season yet, so there was not much work to do in the fields.

However, Song Xuan felt very bored if she had to stay at home.

When she went to the fields to take a look, there was indeed nothing to do.

Now, those who did not have any other work to do came over to work. Those who had other ways to make a living, like Father Yu and Mother Yu, who had other ways to earn money in private, basically did not come over to waste time. Because they were living leisurely now, the number of centimeters they remembered was pitiful. However, for some families, it was better than nothing.

The women pulled out the weeds in the fields, and the men continued to dig the flood control canal.

In fact, after a few days, the weeds in the fields were almost all pulled out. The women gathered together and chatted about trivial matters. The supervisors also turned a blind eye and did not pursue the matter.

After a few days, Zhou Shumei had already established a deep revolutionary friendship with Song Xuan. When she saw Song Xuan coming over, she held a handful of grass in her hand and waved at her enthusiastically.

Song Xuan smiled at her and quickly walked over.

Yu Zhidong had been working in the fields tirelessly these days. He was so diligent that it made people's hair stand on end. He had simply made up for the work that he had missed out on for so many years.

This morning, Yu Zhidong cleaned himself up as usual. He even dug out the new jacket that Mother Yu had made for him and dressed up pretentiously before going out.

Mother Yu wore reading glasses and was cutting clothes in the living room. When she saw Yu Zhidong dressed like a human, she thought that after persisting for a few days, he finally could not bear it anymore and wanted to go somewhere to play. She casually asked. Who knew that Yu Zhidong would turn his head and look calm, but he would actually show off to his mother and say, "I'm going to work in the fields."

Mother Yu had just asked casually. After Yu Zhidong left, she reacted and chased after him with a cloth ruler. "You stinky brat, why are you wearing new clothes when you're working in the fields? Aren't you wasting things?

… … "

Walking on the road, Yu Zhidong was like a peacock seeking a mate. He was busy showing off his advantages. His face did not have the usual sarcasm and impatience, and the corners of his mouth seemed to curl up into a smile. He did not have the frightening aura of the past, and his unique face became eye-catching.

Along the way, he attracted the gazes of the young ladies and young women, who all looked at him and whispered together.

He swaggered all the way until he saw the plot of land where Song Xuan was working. He stopped and walked up to the person who was digging ditches in that plot of land. He put his hand on the person's shoulder and said, "Hey, brother, do me a favor. How about we change places?

You work at my place and give this place to me. I'll put all the centimeters on your head. I don't want it. "

The person who Yu Zhidong put his hand on his shoulder was a young man. He was a few years younger than Yu Zhidong.

In the eyes of some people, Yu Zhidong was disliked by cats and dogs. In the eyes of these children who were a few years younger than him, he was a role model for their generation. He was an idol-like existence.

Hearing his idol say this, the person agreed without hesitation. "Brother Yu, we can change places, but how can I take your centimeters?!"

Yu Zhidong was a little amused by this person's righteous refusal. He smiled and said to him, "You're already calling me Brother Yu. How can I let you lose out?" Then he straightened up and patted him on the shoulder. "Okay, thank you very much for today."

Yu Zhidong pretended to be digging with a shovel. He did not work properly. After digging for a while, he straightened up and looked at Song Xuan. She was chatting happily with the village chief's little chubby girl. She did not even look in his direction. He felt a little wronged.

But now?

What had he become? In order to become famous, in order to make money, he was almost unscrupulous … …

Perhaps he was a hypocritical and shameless villain in his bones!

Otherwise, how could he have adapted so quickly to this environment where he worshipped the strong and stepped on the weak?

Now, he always had a smile on his face that made him feel disgusted … … How could someone like him be worthy of the treasure he had always treasured in his heart?

… …

He Qing walked over and shouted, "Xu Ge." Then she stammered, "… … Last night?"

Xu Zhizhou was standing on the floor and bending over to tidy up the pillows and bedding on the sofa. When he heard He Qing's question, he tilted his head and glanced at him.

He Qing immediately backed down. "I'll go set up the breakfast table." Then she turned and ran away.

In fact, Xu Zhizhou was a very easy artist to please. He never put on airs with the people around him, and he was not like some artists who ordered their assistants around like they were nannies.

When He Qing came to her side, he was already a little famous. However, he did not make unreasonable requests like those newbies who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth.

He was clearly about the same age as her, but he was especially steady and calm. No matter who he was facing, he always had a warm and gentle smile on his face. He seemed very easy to get along with.