Fang Jie turned her head and exchanged a glance with Song Darong.
Song Darong had no objections; he listened to his wife when it came to family matters.
Fang Jie said, "Stay here for a few days, and I'll try to find you a job after the New Year."
Ye Fangxuan was unhappy.
"Auntie, what do you mean? You still don't want to take me in?"
Before Fang Jie could speak, Song Fanxing interrupted, "Ye Fangxuan, what do you mean by this? You're an adult, you have hands and feet, do you expect our family to support you? We've already been kind enough by taking you in for a few days and finding you a job, what more do you want? It's best not to push your luck."
Ye Fangxuan's face flushed red and then turned pale.
"But...I...I've never worked before, I don't know how to do anything."
"If you don't know how, you learn it. Nobody is born knowing everything."
Fang Jie thought her daughter was right, and she had no intention of raising this niece.
He's an old man, why should we support him?
"Fangxuan, you've grown up. You need to learn to be self-reliant. If you don't know how, take your time. You'll learn eventually."
Ye Fangxuan was angry, but there was nothing she could do.
I could only agree for now, saying, "Okay, I'll follow Auntie's arrangements."
Fang Jie found two sets of clothes that Song Fanxing had worn two years ago and handed them to Ye Fangxuan.
"Go change into these. These are Xingxing's clothes from two years ago, they don't fit her anymore. You're a little shorter than Xingxing, so they'll fit you perfectly."
Although they were old clothes, they had only been worn two or three times.
Fang Jie dotes on her daughter. Whenever she goes shopping, she buys clothes for Song Fanxing and occasionally even buys fabric to make clothes for her.
Song Darong also dotes on his daughter, and he will buy clothes for Song Fanxing when he comes back from going out.
Therefore, Song Fanxing simply couldn't fit into all her clothes.
In addition, she grew quickly, and those clothes became too small to wear after only a few times.
Ye Fangxuan touched the fabric of the clothes; it was soft and comfortable.
It must cost a lot of money.
She was jealous. Why did Song Fanxing get to live such a good life? Why did she have to wear Song Fanxing's old clothes?
That's unfair!
Fang Jie saw the expression on Ye Fangxuan's face.
He asked, "Don't you like them? These clothes aren't old, they've only been worn a couple of times. There are more than a dozen sets in the house. Why don't you go and choose one yourself?"
Ye Fangxuan composed herself and said, "Auntie, I like it. I'll go change right now."
Even though they were Song Fanxing's old clothes, they were still better than the beggar's clothes she was wearing.
Fang Jie led her to Song Fanxing's room.
"You can change inside."
Ye Fangxuan changed into thermal underwear, a red sweater, and black pants.
There was a mirror in Song Fanxing's room. She looked at herself and a smile appeared on her lips.
Look, she's pretty too. She thinks she's prettier than Song Fanxing, but she just doesn't have such nice parents to buy her nice clothes.
Sleeping became a problem after that.
There are only three rooms in the house.
Song Darong and Fang Jie share a room, Song Yaohua and Zhou Zan share a room, and Ye Fangxuan can only share a room with Song Fanxing.
Song Fanxing certainly wouldn't sleep in the same bed with her; she was afraid she'd have insomnia.
Having anticipated that Ye Fangxuan would sleep in the same room as her, she had already taken out some wooden planks from her space and made a makeshift bed on the floor, covering it with a mattress and a blanket.
When Ye Fangxuan entered the room and saw this scene, she breathed a sigh of relief. She was afraid of Song Fanxing and didn't want to sleep in the same bed with her.
"Cousin, you sleep on the bed, I'll sleep on the floor."
"Of course."
Song Fanxing climbed into bed, lay down, and closed her eyes.
She's not a saint, why should she make herself sleep on the floor?
Ye Fangxuan didn't expect Song Fanxing to actually make her sleep on the floor. She was, after all, a guest. How could Song Fanxing let a guest sleep on the floor?
That's outrageous!
Ye Fangxuan glared fiercely at Song Fanxing.
Song Fanxing suddenly opened her eyes and caught her gaze.
Ye Fangxuan lowered her head in alarm.
Song Fanxing snorted coldly and said, "Ye Fangxuan, I know what you're thinking. If you want to stay here, you'd better keep your little schemes to yourself. I'm not buying it."
After saying that, he closed his eyes, placed his hands in front of his chest, and entered the space to farm.
Ye Fangxuan didn't dare to make any small movements and obediently lay down on the wooden board to sleep.
She hadn't had a good night's sleep in a long time.
She begged her way through the city and spent half a year in Lian City. As a girl, and a pretty one at that, she was always targeted and taken advantage of.
She almost lost her virginity several times, but luckily she resisted and prevented those men from succeeding.
The last time, she was lucky to run into Fu Yichen, who rescued her from those thugs.
Thinking of Fu Yichen, that tall, handsome man, her face flushed.
She was so tired that she fell asleep quickly and slept until 10 a.m. the next morning.
Song Fanxing got up at six o'clock, glanced at Ye Fangxuan who was sleeping like a log, and went out.
Fang Jie also got up early and was already busy in the kitchen.
After washing up, Song Fanxing went to help in the kitchen.
Zhou Zan also got up.
He's taking the train back to the capital today, and he needs to leave early to catch a bus in the provincial capital.
Upon arriving at the kitchen, Xingxing exclaimed, "Aunt Fang, what delicious food are you making? It smells so good!"
Song Fanxing rolled her eyes at him, "I didn't realize you were such a glutton."
Zhou Zan chuckled, "Aunt Fang's cooking is just so delicious, I can't help but drool."
Fang Jie smiled gently, "I made dumplings, cooked millet and pumpkin porridge, and some pickled vegetables. That's all for breakfast. I also made some pancakes and boiled some tea eggs for you to take on the train."
Zhou Zan was deeply moved.
Aunt Fang made him feel maternal love.
If his mother were still alive, she would probably prepare a lot of food for him when he went on a long trip and tell him to eat on the way.
Song Darong and Song Yaohua also got up, and apart from Ye Fangxuan, the family sat together and ate hot dumplings.
Zhou Zan took Song Fanxing's hand and escorted him to the county town.
Song Fanxing thought about it and agreed.
On the way there, Zhou Zan was driving Song Fanxing.
A cold wind was blowing, and Zhou Zan helped Song Fanxing put on her hat, letting her stick close to him.
Song Fanxing didn't want to. Although there weren't many people on the road, she would still run into one or two, and it wouldn't be good if they saw her.
Upon arriving in the county town, Song Fanxing conjured up a bag of things and gave it to Zhou Zan.
"Take it back to Grandpa Zhou and Grandma Su."
Zhou Zan didn't ask what was inside; he was sure it was all food.
"Star, what am I going to do? The thought of parting with you makes my heart ache. I wish I could put you in my bag and take you with me."
At the bustling train station, Song Fanxing blushed.
"Let's go quickly."
Zhou Zan felt a pang of sadness; the girl was urging him to leave without showing the slightest reluctance.
He's the only one putting in the effort.
"Star, I'm leaving. Will you miss me?"
"Won't."
Although I already knew the answer, hearing it with my own ears was still heartbreaking.
Zhou Zan felt a chill run through him.
Seeing his pitiful appearance, Song Fanxing felt a little sorry for him.
After thinking for a moment, he said, "Don't you like my mom's cooking? Come over next year when you have a holiday."
After saying that, Song Fanxing rode away quickly on her bicycle.
Zhou Zan stood still, his smile gradually widening.
His girl probably likes him a little...
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