After reporting back to the military headquarters, Qi Mo Nan and Song Yun were both assigned to a single dormitory, but Song Yun did not move in. She had two days of vacation and planned to stay at her uncle's house, where her parents and Ziyi were.
Now that my parents have been rehabilitated and returned to Kyoto, it is time to take the house back.
After putting her things in place, Song Yun took two sets of clothes, said goodbye to Qi Mo Nan, and returned to Zhengde Street.
Today is the ninth day of the first lunar month. There is no festive atmosphere on the streets anymore. People who need to go to work have already gone to work. Only children are still running around in the streets.
When I returned to Zhengde Street and passed by No. 8 Courtyard, I happened to see the old lady from Song Guoliang's family opening the door and coming out.
When the old woman saw Song Yun, she frowned, snorted, and muttered something, and it was certainly not something good that she said.
Song Yun stopped and turned to look at the courtyard door that was closed by the old woman.
The old woman locked the door and saw Song Yun staring at her gate. She couldn't help but scold her, "What are you looking at? There's nothing interesting there. Get out of the way."
Song Yun said coldly, "I'm checking to see if the gate to my house is damaged. If it is, I have to pay for it."
The old woman flew into a rage when she heard this. She pointed at Song Yun and yelled, "What nonsense are you talking about? This is my home, my son's house. You're a robber! You even dare to rob a house! Don't think you're great just because you were a soldier or an officer. I'm telling you, my son has been reinstated now. Just wait and see how he'll deal with you."
She was reinstated so quickly, no wonder this old woman is so arrogant.
Song Yun pulled the corner of her lips and said lightly: "Then I'll wait."
Song Yun left slowly, but the old woman didn't even have the heart to go buy groceries. She walked around the door twice, stomped her feet, and went to look for her son.
Ever since her son met Song Hao and Bai Qingxia at the door a few days ago, he has been absent-minded these past few days. Last night he even told her that the house might not be able to be saved.
No, no, this house must be kept. This house was earned by my son and cannot be given away. Absolutely not.
Song Yun knocked on the door of Courtyard No. 9. It was Ziyi who opened the door. Seeing her return safely, he jumped up and down with joy. "Sister, sister, you are back. Dad, Mom, Grandma, Aunt, my sister is back, my sister is back."
Everyone in the room rushed out.
Seeing that Song Yun came back safely, just like when she left, everyone finally felt relieved.
Bai Qingxia ran forward and hugged Song Yun, "Bad girl, you're finally back."
Song Yun hugged her mother tightly, her eyes burning. She smiled and said, "I'm hungry. Is there anything to eat?"
Bai Qingxia quickly let go of her daughter and said, "I'll go make you some noodles. You and your grandmother and aunt can sit in the living room for a while and have some tea and fruit. I'll go make some noodles now."
Seeing her mother happily running into the kitchen, Song Yun smiled and replied, "Okay, no need to rush."
Song Hao patted his daughter's shoulder and said, "Well done, you are worthy of being my daughter."
Song Ziyi rolled his eyes, "Dad, are you praising yourself or my sister?"
Grandma and aunt burst into laughter. Grandma took Song Yun to the main room, and Song Hao went to the kitchen to help.
There was a charcoal basin in the main room with a wire mesh on top. Sweet potatoes and peanuts were being roasted on the mesh. Because of the delay, the peanuts had become mushy, so Ziyi scraped them off and put a new handful on to roast.
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