"She, she, she, she was a fearsome female killer before she was even twenty years old. She must be Song Yunjiang."
Lu Fan was so excited that his pants almost fell down, and his face turned bright red.
He was surprised to learn that there were indeed two great heroes, and he had heard of both of them.
Male: Song Yun; Female: Song Yun.
When Grandma talked about Song Yun, he thought she was getting senile. Grandpa was talking about a male war god, so how could she be her sister?
It turns out that this Song Yun is not the same as that Song Yun.
The name Song Yun was so deeply ingrained in him that he felt a sense of familiarity when he heard Song Yunchao and Song Yunjiang just now.
And because of the extra word, it became unfamiliar, which is why I didn't remember it.
The shrimp, which was happily devouring mantis shrimp meat, didn't quite understand what the eggs were for.
"Egg, what are you yelling about?"
"You little brat, are you crying?"
"Song Dandan, why are you laughing and crying again?"
She didn't understand national hatred, the cruelty of war, or the heavy burden behind the word "hero."
All she knew was that she needed to eat when she was hungry and drink sweet water when she was thirsty.
She picked up the water bottle and gulped down a mouthful of sweet water, then reluctantly handed it over.
"Look, you can only drink one sip, no more. If you drink too much, you'll have to pay Shishi a whole bottle."
Sigh, the sweet water is running low; we need to think of a way to refill it.
Three eggs, exactly three bottles, enough to fill them up.
Song Yunchao held back the tears welling up in his eyes and lovingly patted her head.
“Good boy, drink it yourself. Whether you’re my great-uncle or my great-great-uncle, you’re still a grandpa. You can call me Grandpa Egg.”
He accepted the title of "good grandniece," even though it was just an egg.
"Okay, Egg Master, fill up the corpse with sweet water."
She didn't understand what "uncle" or "maternal uncle" meant, but "Danye" meant "grandfather".
The human grandfather wants to give gifts, and so does she.
"Okay, okay, I'll buy it for you. You can drink as much as you want."
"Wow, Eggman is so generous, he doesn't seem like..."
She glanced at an egg, then quietly turned to the side, covered her mouth with both hands, and mouthed two words: "Rotten egg."
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