Song Fanxing hurriedly withdrew her hand, angrily saying, "Zhou Zan, you...you're a pervert!"
Zhou Zan always had a thick skin in front of Song Fanxing.
He seemed quite happy even after being called a pervert.
"Star, your hands are so soft and tender, unlike mine, which are covered in calluses."
He has been handling a gun for many years, and his hands are covered in calluses.
Song Fanxing: "I told you not to say it, but you still did!"
What did I say?
Zhou Zan is innocent.
"You said my hand."
I was just complimenting you.
Song Fanxing said calmly, "Thank you!"
Zhou Zan knew she wasn't really thanking him, so he awkwardly shut up.
Because of Zhou Zan's arrival, Fang Jie went home early to cook.
Song Fanxing and Zhou Zan also went back, leaving Song Yaohua to finish up.
Song Yaohua glared at Zhou Zan resentfully.
Zhou Zan ignored her; his eyes were only on Song Fanxing, and wherever Song Fanxing was, his gaze followed her.
Everyone lowered their heads and chuckled.
Song Fanxing knew that explaining would be useless, so she simply gave up and let them laugh.
Fang Jie killed an old hen to make chicken soup, steamed eggs, made cucumber salad, stir-fried loofah, and stir-fried salted pork with green peppers—a whole table full of food.
The main dish was steamed pumpkin buns, which smelled delicious.
Everyone enjoyed dinner to the fullest.
Zhou Zan's belly was bulging as he took Song Fanxing for a walk in the yard.
Ye Fangxuan saw this from the neighboring courtyard.
She thought bitterly, "Why isn't Fu Yichen back yet? He's making me suffer like a widow every day. It's driving me crazy."
Her in-laws also gave her the cold shoulder, and she had no money.
I'm unhappy.
She started writing letters to Fu Yichen at the beginning of the year asking for her salary. She couldn't write, so she asked someone else to write them for her.
Fu Yichen would mail her 50 yuan every month.
She got rich and became arrogant, going to the county town every two days and always buying things when she came back.
Clothing, food, daily necessities...
Of course, even if she spends like this, she can still save money.
But her mother somehow found out she was married and wrote to her asking for money.
She didn't want to give it.
Her mother threatened her that if she didn't get money, she would come to live with her, and not only would she come, but the man she had found would also come.
The moment Ye Fangxuan thought about her mother and that man coming over, she immediately surrendered and sent them money without delay.
And so, she spent half of the money Fu Yichen sent back and sent the other half home.
Fu Yichen spent all the money he sent back last month, and hasn't sent back this month's money yet.
Because she had no money, Ye Fangxuan stayed at home obediently.
She swallowed hard as she looked at Zhou Zan's tall and straight figure.
This man has a better physique than Fu Yichen.
Song Fanxing got a great deal.
She leaned against the wall and called out, "Song Fanxing! Zhou Zan!"
Since moving out, she no longer calls her cousin or Xingxing, but only Song Fanxing.
Song Fanxing turned her head. "What's up?"
Ye Fangxuan: "I want to ask Zhou Zan, when is Yichen coming back?"
Zhou Zan said, "I don't know, everyone's vacation is different."
"Why do you get a day off? Why doesn't Yichen get one? Is the leadership treating us differently? Are they bullying our Yichen? If so, I'm going to make a scene in front of your leaders. This is too much!"
Song Fanxing and Zhou Zan looked at them like they were looking at an idiot.
Song Fanxing: "Ye Fangxuan, just shut up and don't cause trouble for Fu Yichen. Do you think you can cause trouble in the military?"
"Why not? We can't bully Yichen just because he's honest."
Song Fanxing didn't know how to explain it to her.
He simply said, "The military has its own rules, and soldiers must obey them. If you foolishly cause trouble, you will ruin Fu Yichen's future."
"Really? My Yichen has been wronged and can't even get justice?"
Song Fanxing was helpless; all her rambling was like talking to a brick wall.
This female lead is spoiled rotten, beyond saving...
"Whatever you want."
Although Ye Fangxuan said those words, she took some of them to heart and decided to stop causing trouble for the time being.
She was still hoping that Fu Yichen would have a good life.
Zhou Zan looked at Ye Fangxuan thoughtfully.
He never expected that Fu Yichen would marry someone like this.
Perhaps it's a matter of personal preference.
Breakfast on the second day was still plentiful.
Fang Jie got up early to make soy milk. She made extra so she could use the rest to make tofu.
I cooked a pot of corn. This corn came from Song Fanxing's space. The outer layer of corn is too tender to eat yet.
I boiled a bowl of eggs and a bowl of homemade pickled vegetables.
Zhou Zan ate to his heart's content.
She praised him generously, saying, "Aunt Fang, your cooking is so good, I don't want to leave."
Fang Jie laughed, "I think you just can't bear to part with the stars."
Zhou Zan chuckled, "I can't bear to part with them."
Song Fanxing said shyly, "Mom!"
Fang Jie covered her mouth and laughed, "Xiao Zan, it's not hard for you to eat Auntie's cooking. After you and Xingxing get married and have a child, I'll come and help you take care of the child and cook for you."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Zan laughed heartily, his face beaming with excitement.
He looked up at Song Fanxing.
"I'd love to marry Xingxing as soon as possible, but I'm afraid she won't agree."
Song Fanxing ate her food in silence; she no longer wanted to talk.
She realized that her mother wanted to sell her to Zhou Zan.
Song Yaohua snorted coldly, "Zhou Zan, don't flatter yourself. My little sister doesn't like you, she doesn't want to marry you."
Zhou Zan: "Second brother, you're not Xingxing, how do you know what she's thinking?"
"Your little sister didn't even respond, isn't that obvious?"
Zhou Zan knew perfectly well, but he just didn't want to admit it.
"Xingxing is still in school, no rush, I'll wait for her."
Song Yaohua added insult to injury: "I advise you not to wait anymore. My little sister won't marry you even after she graduates."
Song Darong coughed and said, "Yaohua, no one will think you're mute if you don't speak. Your mother and I both consider Zhou Zan to be our son-in-law, so please be polite to him."
Song Darong and Fang Jie are now on the same side.
Zhou Zanting was quite pleased, at least he had gained the approval of Song Darong and Fang Jie.
He looked at Song Fanxing with a resentful expression.
Song Fanxing wiped her mouth, got up briskly, and rode her bicycle out the door.
Song Yaohua: "See, Zhou Zan, I'm not trying to discourage you, but I really don't think much of you."
Zhou Zan was also annoyed. He felt that Song Fanxing liked him a little bit, and he could sense it.
But that feeling of affection was subtle and elusive, something he couldn't quite grasp.
He didn't understand what Song Fanxing was thinking.
Seeing Zhou Zan's disappointment, Fang Jie comforted him, "Xiao Zan, don't be discouraged, I believe in you."
Zhou Zan forced a smile.
"Thank you, Aunt Fang!"
He put away the bowl to wash it, but Fang Jie snatched it from his hand.
"Let's go find the stars, I'm going to take a shower."
Zhou Zan nodded gratefully and then chased after Song Fanxing.
His long legs allowed him to quickly catch up with Song Fanxing, and he jumped onto the back of her bicycle when she wasn't looking.
Song Fanxing was lost in thought when he suddenly jolted her off balance, and the two of them fell to the ground in the roadside bushes, their hands clasped together.
As he fell, Zhou Zan reached out and shielded Song Fanxing in his arms.
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