Song Yun walked up to the boy and took his wrist, "I'll take you somewhere."
Just as the boy was about to speak, Song Yun said, "Shh, be quiet, or you'll ruin the show."
The boy looked doubtful, but he still obeyed and didn't shout out, letting the sister in military uniform in front of him pull him away.
Song Yun pulled the young man to a tent and stopped, motioning him to be quiet, then pointed at his ears and asked him to listen carefully.
At this time, a familiar voice came from the tent.
"My dear, I've got you some food."
"Grandma, why are you eating steamed buns and porridge again? I want to eat meat. I'm tired of steamed buns. I've only eaten one steamed bun today."
A man's voice rang out, "Mom, where did you get the steamed buns again?"
"I met a fool. When I told him I hadn't eaten for three meals, he gave me all his steamed buns and porridge. How could there be such a fool? He believed everything others said." Then he taught his grandson, "My dear, you can't be like this fool. He would rather not eat himself and give all the food to others. It's too stupid. No matter what time, you have to be careful about what you eat and use. Don't worry about the lives of others, just take care of yourself."
The young man listened to these conversations, stunned.
Song Yun pulled the boy away. After walking a distance, she let go of his wrist, patted his shoulder, and said gently, "People like this are only a minority. Most people are sincere and kind. So you have to learn how to distinguish between the kind of people you can help and the kind of people who are worth helping. You have to know clearly."
The boy's eyes were full of confusion. For him, this was too difficult, much more difficult than studying.
"It's okay. You're still young. Just knowing about this kind of thing is enough. You'll slowly understand it. When you grow up and see more people and things, you'll naturally understand it."
Will it? The boy didn’t know and was still confused.
"Let's go, I'll take you to get some food. Your stomach has been growling for a long time." Song Yun said with a smile.
The boy was a little embarrassed, "Thank you!"
Song Yun glanced at the boy's clothes. They were very fashionable, as if they had just been made. Coupled with his unique draped hairstyle, he exuded a unique aura. "You are not a disaster victim here, are you?"
The boy shook his head. "No, I just came here today to look for my sister and cousins."
Um?
Song Yun turned her head and looked carefully at the young man in front of her.
I didn't pay much attention to it before, and didn't think about it that way. Now that I think about it, and when I look at the boy's face again, I feel that he looks very familiar. He looks very similar to my cousin.
"Your last name isn't Qi, is it?" Song Yun asked.
The boy was surprised, "How did you know?"
"Qian Shuting?" Song Yun asked.
"You know me?" After asking, Shu Ting suddenly realized what was happening, with a look of surprise on his face. "Are you cousin Song Yun?"
Song Yun smiled and nodded, "It's me, just call me Sister Yun."
Shu Ting's eyes lit up, "Sister Yun, you are exactly the same as I imagined."
"Oh? What do you want me to be like?" Song Yun asked with a smile.
Qi Shuting was very excited. "Heroine, a beautiful heroine."
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