After a moment of contemplation, Song Guoqiang voiced his doubts, "Your Xingxing seems different."
Fang Jie understood. Her daughter was indeed different. Since falling into the water, she was like a different person, even her personality had changed. Her little head had strange and unusual ideas, and she spoke like a little adult.
But to her, no matter what her daughter becomes, she will always be her precious daughter.
"Captain, is there a problem?"
Song Guoqiang thought about it and realized it wasn't a big deal; it's a good thing that his child is smart.
This child is incredibly intelligent.
"No problem, I'm just curious how the stars suddenly started talking? And they've become smarter. I didn't have a chance to ask yesterday."
Everyone in the village knows that Song Fanxing was terrified when she was two years old and has not spoken since.
Some time ago, he heard that Song Darong's little daughter had recovered and could speak again. He had been busy and hadn't seen her until yesterday.
Fang Jie didn't hide anything, "Since Xingxing fell into the water last time, she has been blessed with good fortune. She can speak now, and her mind has become clearer."
Song Guoqiang found it amazing, but didn't say much.
The next day, instead of going to work, Fang Jie sat in the yard, enjoying the breeze, and sewed a schoolbag for her child.
My two sons will be starting school soon and will need school bags.
She cut up a piece of Song Darong's military green jacket and sewed it into a crossbody cloth bag that could be used as a schoolbag.
Song Fanxing leaned closer and said sweetly, "Mommy, you have such skillful hands!"
Fang Jie laughed, "You're just trying to sweet-talk people! Since you're so sweet-talking, Mom will sew one for you too."
Song Fanxing's eyes lit up, "Thank you, Mom!"
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