The historical record states that Zhou Zan died at the young age of 22, a very young and promising time, which is a pity.

It is July now.

Song Fanxing knew that Zhou Zan's birthday was in June, when he had just turned 22.

In other words, Zhou Zan will soon go to Jingwei with Fu Yichen to suppress bandits, and he will soon lose his life.

Song Fanxing borrowed her teacher's bicycle and went to the post office.

She called Song Darong's office.

Song Darong received a call from his daughter and laughed heartily.

"Honey, are you on vacation? When are you coming back? Do you want Daddy to pick you up?"

"Dad, let's not talk about that now. I want you to call Fu Yichen."

Song Darong's eyes widened.

Why call that kid?

"Dad, ask them if they're planning to go to Jingwei to suppress bandits. Tell them not to go. Those bandits are very powerful, and their numbers are far greater than they imagine. Besides, the bandits already know about their plans. Call them and stop them. I'll wait for your call here. Be quick."

"Xingxing, how did you know about something that happened more than a thousand kilometers away?"

"Dad, that's not important. What's important is that what I said is true. If we want to save Fu Yichen and Zhou Zan's lives, we have to notify them as soon as possible."

Song Darong didn't dare to delay, nor did he have time to ask why Zhou Zan was also there.

After hanging up the phone, he quickly dialed the number of the Xicheng military unit.

But he couldn't get through on the phone, and Song Darong was extremely anxious.

After waiting for a while without Song Darong calling back, Song Fanxing dialed again.

I learned that the call couldn't get through.

She said, "Dad, I have something to do at school and will be home a few days later. Don't worry about me, Mom."

After saying that, Song Fanxing hurriedly hung up the phone.

Song Fanxing rode her bicycle back to school, packed her luggage, and headed to the train station.

She arrived at just the right time; the train to Xicheng was leaving in half an hour, so she immediately bought a ticket and boarded.

She had already put her luggage into her spatial storage, traveling light, leaving only a pot of water and two steamed buns outside.

Song Darong hadn't gotten through yet; he called Song Fanxing but no one answered.

He was so anxious that he paced back and forth in his office.

Song Fanxing leaned back in her chair, hoping that she could arrive in time to stop Fu Yichen from suppressing the bandits.

Sitting next to her was a woman with a child who was about one year old.

She might be uncomfortable; she's been crying and fussing.

Several men nearby couldn't stand it and started cursing.

"Tell him to stop crying, it's so noisy."

"Exactly, they kept crying in the middle of the night, how were we supposed to get any rest?"

The woman with the child kept apologizing.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry..."

"Honestly, why bring a child on the train? Don't you know it will affect other people?"

"My...my husband lives in another city, I'm taking the child to go and stay with him..."

The woman explained.

But the people around him still wouldn't let it go.

"No one cares what your reasons are; if it affects others, then you're in the wrong."

"Yes, I want to take a nap. Her child is making a headache."

"I hate it when I encounter people with children on the train."

The child was still crying, and the woman was so anxious she was about to cry herself.

Finally, having no other choice, she reached out and covered the child's mouth to stop the child from crying.

Seeing that the child's face was flushed red, Song Fanxing quickly pulled the woman's hand away.

"What are you doing? Trying to smother the child?"

The woman seemed helpless, and the child cried even harder.

Song Fanxing thought for a moment, then brought the water bottle to the child's mouth and gave him a sip of water.

It contains spiritual spring water.

After the child finished drinking, he stopped crying and obediently closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Everyone then realized that the child was thirsty.

The woman said gratefully to Song Fanxing, "Thank you, sister."

Song Fanxing: "It's nothing."

The carriage quieted down; everyone was exhausted and closed their eyes to sleep.

Song Fanxing closed her eyes, but couldn't fall asleep until late at night when she finally managed to get some sleep.

She was awakened by the baby's crying.

The child next to me started crying again.

Song Fanxing handed the water bottle to the woman, who gratefully accepted it and fed the child a sip of water. Sure enough, the child stopped crying again.

Around noon, Song Fanxing felt a little hungry.

I ate a steamed bun, which I bought at the cafeteria before leaving, and drank a few sips of water.

The person was instantly filled with energy again.

The car arrived in Xicheng at night. Just as Song Fanxing was about to get out of the car, she was stopped by a woman.

She said gratefully, "Thank you so much, you're such a kind person!"

Song Fanxing: "It's alright, sister-in-law. Everyone encounters difficulties when they go out. I just gave the child a couple of sips of water, don't worry about it. Sister-in-law, I have something urgent to attend to, so I'll be going now."

The woman had no choice but to let her go.

After leaving the train station, Song Fanxing inquired everywhere about how to get to Jingwei.

He decided to go directly to Jingwei.

If Fu Yichen's unit hasn't set off yet, her father will notify them.

If Fu Yichen's troops have already left, she can still salvage the situation by going to Jingwei.

However, the staff at the train station told her that it was too late and there were no buses to Jingwei; she would have to wait until tomorrow.

Song Fanxing couldn't wait.

She feared that if she arrived even a moment later, Zhou Zan would lose his life.

Just as she was at her wit's end, the woman with the child came over.

"Hey girl, I think I just heard you asking about the bus to Jingwei."

Song Fanxing did not hide anything.

"Yes, I'm in a hurry to get to Jingwei now."

"Then come with me, I'm going to Jingwei too."

The woman said.

Song Fanxing was secretly delighted.

"That's wonderful, thank you so much, sister-in-law!"

"Hey, no need to thank me! This is just me returning the favor. If it weren't for your help, I don't know how I would have gotten here."

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