Chapter 197: No manners and no manners (1/2)



What Song Yun and Qi Monan didn't expect was that because of their feat, not only did the subsequent operations go more smoothly, but the planned time was also greatly shortened. Country Y had already made a verbal promise to China, stating that it would not set foot on China's border again.

The mission was successfully completed half a month ahead of schedule. Song Yun and Qin Meng also returned to the military region with the team after the mission was completed.

Family compound.

After school, Song Ziyi went home with Zhuzi and Nizi. The three children of similar age talked and laughed all the way into the staff housing compound. The road separated the residential area and the building area at the fork in the road. Song Ziyi went home alone and bought two kilograms of noodles when he passed by the supply and marketing department.

"Where is your sister? Why did she leave you to live alone? She is so irresponsible." Su Qing took the money and bills from Song Ziyi, and glanced at the sewn purse in Song Ziyi's hand, but unfortunately she didn't see anything. She snorted in her heart, thinking, how much money does a little brat have and he even needs a purse? It's so funny.

Song Ziyi didn't have much impression of Su Qing, who was always acting weird, but he didn't want to offend her, so he just treated it as her fart, picked up the noodles and left.

Su Qing rolled her eyes at Song Ziyi's back and said to her classmates, "He ignores me even when I talk to him. He has no manners and no manners."

The classmates around me didn't say anything to me. I thought to myself that I was the one with no manners and bad manners. I said such nonsense to a child. How could the child respond to me? It was good enough that they didn't scold me.

Song Ziyi left the supply and marketing center, carrying noodles tied with a thin hemp rope. Not far from there, Song Zhenzhen arrived to buy something. Seeing Song Ziyi, already walking away, clutching the noodles, her eyes lit up. She hadn't eaten fine grains in ages. Every day, she'd had either coarse-grain porridge or hard steamed buns. That old, pious woman, Zhao Lanhua, who earned her salary from Jianye, lived frugally, having barely touched a single morsel. She'd just asked her to buy salt, and she'd only given her two cents. Now, she was truly broke.

Song Zhenzhen didn't want to buy salt anymore, so she turned around and followed Song Ziyi to the housing area.

Ever since she returned to the family compound, she had been kept at home by Zhao Lanhua, who was afraid that she would say something wrong. She had only been allowed to go out in the past few days. Until now, she didn't know where Song Ziyi and Song Yun lived.

Song Ziyi felt someone following him from behind, and thought it was the aunties and grandmas from the family compound, so he didn't pay any attention to it. After all, this was the military district family compound, not the outside world.

Song Zhenzhen watched Ziyi walk to a small courtyard, stop, and take out his key to open the door. Surprise flashed in her eyes. How could Song Yun live in a house like this? How could she have such a right? I heard that the houses here were for battalion-level officers. Why would a military doctor like her live here? She wasn't married, and she wasn't a military dependent. Didn't military doctors usually live in single dormitories?

Song Ziyi had already opened the gate and pushed it open to enter the yard. She hurried over, put her hand against the gate, and squeezed directly into the yard.

Song Ziyi was startled. When he saw who it was, his face immediately darkened. "What are you doing here?"

Song Zhenzhen smiled brightly, "Ziyi, I came to see you."

"You are not my sister, get out." Song Ziyi said with a stern face, looking unhappy.

Song Zhenzhen remained unmoved and walked straight into the house. "I heard Song Yun went on a mission and hasn't been back for a long time. I wonder if she won't come back."

Song Ziyi couldn't stand hearing this and cursed, "You're talking nonsense. A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory. A wicked heart and white-eyed wolf like you can only be this kind of scum. I don't want to talk to you, leave immediately."

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