Seeing Zhou Zan's confusion, Song Guoqiang explained, "I am the brigade leader of Songjiatun."
Zhou Zan then said, "Captain, where does Uncle Song Darong live? I came here many years ago, but I can't quite remember."
Song Guoqiang: "Who are you?"
"Oh... I'm the son of his comrade-in-arms."
"Oh, I see. When you came here, their house was probably the old one. They added a section later when they made money. Look over there, that long row of houses, that's their house."
Song Guoqiang pointed to the large house not far away.
Zhou Zan lifted his leg and headed in that direction.
Song Guoqiang immediately called out to him.
"Young man, don't go. No one's home there; they've all left."
"Gone? Where did they go? When are they coming back?"
"The whole family went with the army."
Zhou Zan was disappointed when he missed his target and was in a bad mood.
He politely thanked Song Guoqiang and then set off for Lian City.
After Song Fanxing started her vacation, she devoted herself entirely to the pig farm.
The hundred or so pigs have grown quite a bit and will be ready for market in a few more months.
That day, Song Fanxing and Fang Jie finished their work and walked home.
They are fast on their feet and can walk five kilometers in half an hour.
When they got home, Song Darong had not yet returned.
But a tall, burly young man stood at the entrance of the courtyard.
Fang Jie: "Young man, who are you looking for?"
Zhou Zan turned around and recognized Fang Jie at a glance; she hadn't changed much from years ago.
"Aunt Fang."
Then he turned his gaze to the girl beside him.
His little star sister has grown up and become even more beautiful.
He was so excited that he was at a loss for words and forgot to greet her. He just stared blankly at Song Fanxing.
Zhou Zan has changed so much. He was only five years old back then and was a little crybaby when we first met. Now he has grown into a handsome young man and looks completely different.
Neither Fang Jie nor Song Fanxing recognized her.
Fang Jie: "Who are you?"
Zhou Zan then came to his senses and said, "Aunt Fang, I am Zhou Zan."
"Zhou Zan? Little Zhou Zan?"
Zhou Zan nodded shyly.
"Oh my god! You've grown so much! Come inside! Come inside!"
When Fang Jie saw Zhou Zan, she was as affectionate as if she were seeing her own son.
They hurriedly opened the courtyard gate.
Song Fanxing happily stepped forward and took Zhou Zan's arm as they entered the courtyard.
"Little Zan Zan, you're amazing! People say girls change a lot as they grow up, but you're more like a boy. If you didn't introduce yourself, I wouldn't have recognized you."
Zhou Zan felt a little embarrassed when Song Fanxing called him "Little Zan Zan," but also felt a familiar sweetness in his heart.
"You've changed too."
"Really? Have I become more handsome or uglier?"
"You look better."
"You have such a sweet tongue!"
After Fang Jie entered the room, she hurriedly took Zhou Zan's backpack down.
"You must be exhausted. Put down and rest for a while. Auntie will make you something delicious."
Song Fanxing felt that her mother treated Zhou Zan better than her own son.
After saying that, Fang Jie rushed into the kitchen to get busy.
Song Fanxing surrounded Zhou Zan, asking him all sorts of questions.
Zhou Zandu answered her patiently, his face full of doting affection.
Zhou Zan sat for a while, then opened his backpack and took out a bag.
"Star, I brought you the best cake in the capital..."
Zhou Zan opened the bag, and a foul odor wafted out.
"What happened?"
He was extremely embarrassed.
He first went to Songjiatun, then transferred to Lianshi, which took him six or seven days.
The cake was kept in the bag and spoiled.
Song Fanxing patted his arm and comforted him, "It's okay, you can treat me to a meal next time I go to the capital."
Zhou Zan complained, "You keep making empty promises. You said you'd save up money to come see me in the capital, and I've been waiting and waiting, but you never come. Now you're making empty promises again."
Song Fanxing chuckled. She had only said it casually to coax Zhou Zan, but she hadn't expected that the kid would know the phrase "drawing a pie in the sky."
"I've never been able to save enough money."
"real?"
"Really, where am I, a child, supposed to earn money?"
Zhou Zan temporarily believed her.
Song Fanxing threw the spoiled cake into the cesspool and turned to go to the kitchen.
A short while later, she came out carrying a bowl of fruit.
"Little Zan Zan, have some fruit."
Zhou Zan frowned. "Xingxing, I'm older than you. Don't call me Little Zan Zan, call me Brother Zan."
Song Fanxing slapped him hard, knocking Zhou Zan to the ground.
Zhou Zan: ...
That's so embarrassing!
Song Fanxing: ……
She didn't do it on purpose.
"Little Zan Zan, are you alright?"
Zhou Zan coughed and struggled to his feet.
"Little Zan Zan, I'm sorry, I used a bit too much force, I just forgot."
Song Fanxing gently patted the dust off his clothes.
The more Song Fanxing explained, the more embarrassed Zhou Zan became.
He vowed that he would go back and work out properly.
He's too weak; even Star Sister could knock him down.
How shameful!
"Little Zan Zan, have a peach."
Song Fanxing stuffed a peach into Zhou Zan's hand.
Upon smelling the delicate fragrance, Zhou Zan forgot about the awkward incident from just now and picked up a peach to eat.
tasty!
It still tastes the same, sweet and juicy.
He was very thirsty after the train journey, so he ate two peaches, a few bayberries, two loquats, and two plums.
Everything was delicious.
He wanted to eat more, but Song Fanxing took the fruit bowl away.
"Eat less, save room for my mom's cooking later."
"Oh, oh, oh."
Aunt Fang's cooking is delicious.
He sometimes drools even in his dreams.
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