Song Yiyi said directly: "Mom, it's not that I don't want to get married. It's just that I don't have anyone I like right now. As a woman, you should understand that when you get married, you should at least marry someone you like, right?"

Cai Mengjun nodded in agreement, "Yes, that's the basic requirement, but it's best if the other person likes you as well."

She knew too well the feeling of being unloved.

Song Yiyi smelled gossip.

She moved closer to Cai Mengjun with the bowl in hand, sat down next to her, and whispered, "Mom, isn't it true that I like him? He's willing to marry me, so how could he dislike me?"

Song Yiyi's eyes sparkled.

Cai Mengjun's heart softened when she saw this. She raised her hand to help Song Yiyi tidy up the hair by her ears and said with a smile, "Yiyi, human emotions are limited. If they are not responded to for a long time, the love they have for you will also fade away. Mom hopes that you will never understand in this life."

After she finished speaking, she stood up with the empty bowl and went to the kitchen.

Song Yiyi's eyes rolled around.

Finally gave up helplessly.

Unable to get any information out of Cai Mengjun, Song Yiyi planned to go find Gu Chengze.

㹏If Song Minghui came back.

She was completely rebellious and deliberately shouted towards the kitchen in front of Song Minghui: "Mom, do you have any dumplings? My brother asked me to bring him food yesterday. He has lost weight from eating the food in the army."

Song Minghui's face turned visibly darker.

But he couldn't say anything in front of Cai Mengjun.

Seeing that he was unhappy, Song Yiyi was very happy.

Cai Mengjun found a cloth bag and put several boxes of dumplings into it.

Song Yiyi looked surprised and said, "Mom, my brother doesn't seem to have such a big appetite."

Cai Mengjun smiled and said, "Your eldest brother and Cen family's Ayue are in the same office. When you go there, give some to your brother Ayue as well."

Song Yiyi's mouth twitched, "Cen Yue?"

Cai Mengjun corrected him: "You should say brother, Ayue is eight years older than you."

As he spoke, Cai Mengjun sighed, "That child has a miserable life. To be honest, I haven't seen him for several days. When Chengze and I lived in the city, we were neighbors. His mother was a very kind person."

Song Yiyi blinked. "How is his life so miserable? I think he's quite happy, eating three meat dishes by himself."

Last time in Cen Yue’s office, the food was so good that many people wanted to eat but couldn’t.

It is said that the food cooked by the chef in the military canteen is many times more delicious than that in the canteen for military dependents.

Whenever Song Yiyi thinks about it now, she misses that bowl of corn and pork ribs soup.

Cai Mengjun opened the cloth bag in front of Song Yiyi and reminded her, "By the way, this bigger lunch box is for your brother Yue."

Song Yiyi pouted, "Mom, my brother is growing up too."

Cai Mengjun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "The quantity is the same, but the bigger lunch box contains celery and pork, while your brother's is pork and scallions, and your brother Ayue doesn't eat scallions."

Song Yiyi took the cloth bag and said, "Okay, I understand."

She secretly complained in her heart that in this generation, there are still people who are picky about food.

It was Song Yiyi's first time to visit the military region. After introducing herself to the guard at the gate, she stood there waiting.

She only looked up twice and then started playing with the stones on the ground.

There really is nothing to see here.

The stone under her feet flew out, and Song Yiyi's eyes followed the parabolic path.

Then I saw the poor little stone, and it was stepped on by people all of a sudden.

Grind into the soil.

When she looked up again, she saw a familiar and disgusting face as expected.

Cen Bowen looked for Song Yiyi several times but never saw her.

I didn't expect to meet her here.

Cen Bowen strode closer to Song Yiyi, his voice full of surprise, "Yiyi, why are you here?"

Soon, he thought of a possibility.

The smile on Cen Bowen's face became even brighter.

He was so excited that he even forgot where he was and raised his hand to pull Song Yiyi's arm.

"Yiyi, I knew you wouldn't be that cruel."