"Thank you, Deputy Commander Yuan. I will come back anytime if needed."
Finally, the two hugged, and Song Ning left the performing arts troupe and headed to the family compound.
Song Ning was packing her things in the family compound, in the small home she shared with Huo Beian.
Seeing this, Li Xiaoyue from next door felt a little reluctant.
"Song Ning, are you and Xiao Huo really leaving?"
“Bei’an was injured and could no longer serve. I want to stand with him through thick and thin, so I applied for discharge from the cultural troupe.”
"But we really miss you all."
Zhang Damao and Zhang Ermao also cried, "Aunt Song, we don't want you to leave. We still want you to teach us to draw."
Song Ning reached out and patted their heads, smiling, "Auntie will miss you too."
Wu Qianqian, also carrying her child, came over. Seeing that Song Ning was about to leave, she was reluctant to part with her, and tears fell down her cheeks.
"Song Ning, I am so grateful to you for helping me find my child. I will remember you as my benefactor for the rest of my life."
"You're too kind, Qianqian." Song Ning looked at the baby in her arms and thought of her own child who died before leaving home, feeling a pang of sadness.
Sister-in-law Qian Aihong also came over, expressing her reluctance, "Song Ning, although you didn't stay in the family compound for long, you did a lot of good things. We really can't bear to see you leave."
“Yes, that’s right.” The neighbors all gathered around.
Seeing this scene, Song Ning felt deeply moved, realizing that her time here had been worthwhile.
"Thank you everyone." She bowed deeply to everyone, her eyes slightly moist.
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