The students who were running around happily on the playground quickly ran back to their classrooms.
The young man stepped forward and wrote the three characters "Li Weidong" on the worn-out blackboard.
Of course, besides Li Weidong himself, only Song Fanxing in the classroom recognized those three characters.
"Class, I am your math teacher and PE teacher. My name is Li Weidong. You may not recognize these three characters yet, but you will soon. Now, I will distribute your math textbooks."
There were 15 students in total, and the textbooks were distributed very quickly.
After the students introduced themselves, the class began.
Song Fanxing entered the Spirit Spring Space again and began planting various things.
After music and physical education classes, school was over.
I'll go back for lunch at noon, and then continue with Chinese and math classes in the afternoon.
After lunch, Song Fanxing lay down on the kang (a heated brick bed) and didn't want to move. She was exhausted from harvesting and planting.
"Brother, I'm not going this afternoon. I'll stay home and sleep."
Song Yaohui frowned. "Xingxing, are you feeling unwell?"
Song Fanxing mumbled, "No."
Song Yaohui had already reached out and touched her forehead.
"You don't have a fever, so what's wrong? I've been sleeping all day at school, so why am I still sleepy? Do you really feel unwell anywhere?"
Song Fanxing turned her head away guiltily.
In their view, she hadn't slept all day.
Song Yaohui wanted to ask more questions, but Song Yaohua urged, "Brother, we're going to be late."
On his first day of school, Song Yaohua was full of enthusiasm.
Song Fanxing: "Big brother, I'm really fine. I just feel lazy after eating. I'll be fine after lying down for a while."
Song Yaohui had no choice but to leave with Song Yaohua.
After they left, Song Fanxing slept for an hour before getting up.
Fang Min took an ear of corn from the kitchen and started eating it, while Ye Fangxuan was also eating a peach. Her two older brothers hadn't come home from school yet.
Song Fanxing thought to herself, "This mother and daughter can really eat. They're always talking, even though they just had lunch."
Song Fanxing got up and went for a stroll in the yard.
Seeing that the pig trough was empty, she turned around and went back to the kitchen, carrying a pumpkin in one hand. She took the wooden stake and knife used for chopping pig feed and, in front of the pig, swung the knife wildly in her hand. When she stopped, the pumpkin had been reduced to shreds.
She poured the chopped pumpkin into the pig trough, and the pig, which was much fatter than when she first arrived, rushed over and began to munch and ate.
Song Fanxing smiled as she read this.
Turning around, she saw Fang Min and Ye Fangxuan staring at her with expressions of utter disbelief.
Seeing Song Fanxing looking over, Fang Min immediately hid in the inner room, and Ye Fangxuan pursed her lips and quickly followed.
Song Fanxing was baffled.
Fang Min felt the corn in her mouth no longer tasted good, and Ye Fangxuan stopped eating the peach.
Ye Fangxuan: "Mom, my cousin is so scary, I'm scared... Waaah..."
Fang Min yelled, "Stop crying! No matter how scared you are, just bear it!"
She was stunned when Song Fanxing lifted a 10-pound pumpkin in each hand, and the way she wielded the knife completely terrified her.
Is this really a 3-year-old child? That's terrifying.
It's not some kind of monster, is it?
I heard that my niece fell into the river and almost drowned a while ago. Could she have been possessed by some unclean thing in the water?
That girl always seemed a bit strange; her eyes didn't look like those of a three-year-old.
The more she thought about it, the more likely it seemed.
They were so scared they were trembling.
Seeing how frightened her mother was, Ye Fangxuan became even more afraid and hugged Fang Min tightly.
Song Fanxing entered the room and noticed that something was wrong with them, so she walked towards them.
He asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"Ah! Ah!"
"Don't come any closer! Get away!"
Fang Min screamed, and Ye Fangxuan kept burrowing into her arms.
Song Fanxing spread her hands innocently.
"Okay, okay, I won't go over there. Stop shouting, it's too noisy."
Song Fanxing turned and walked out of the courtyard gate.
Arriving at their private plot of land, and seeing that no one was around, she secretly sprinkled some spiritual spring water on the vegetable garden.
Then she went to the village primary school, where her brothers would be getting out of school soon.
The village primary school was dilapidated and had been abandoned for many years. The playground was overgrown with weeds. There was only one classroom, and a small building next to it served as the teacher's office.
She had just reached the classroom door when school was over, and the students came out one after another with their schoolbags slung over their shoulders.
The first student to come out saw Song Fanxing and yelled, "Song Yaohui! Song Yaohua! Your little sister is here!"
No sooner had she finished speaking than the two brothers appeared in front of Song Fanxing.
Song Yaohui: "Xingxing, why did you come alone? You're still young. You can't do this again. What if you encounter danger? You can't do this again, understand?"
Song Fanxing knew that her brother was afraid that Song Haitao would do something bad again.
So he pointed behind him.
"Dangerous elements are here, so we're not afraid."
Song Yaohui glanced at Song Haitao, who happened to be looking over. Song Yaohui snorted and ran off with Song Xiaomei.
Song Yaohui: "That won't work either. You're too young. What if you get lost and fall into a ditch? It's very dangerous if no one sees you."
Song Yaohua: "That's right! That's right!"
Song Fanxing was extremely helpless; the overprotective nature was giving her a headache.
She discovered that her two older brothers, whether due to their obliviousness or their excessive concern, failed to notice anything amiss with her.
Especially her eldest brother, Song Yaohui, who easily picked up that big wooden stick at the Song family home that day.
She also easily lifted a basket of vegetables that he struggled to lift.
Doesn't he find it strange?
Forget it, it's better to be a little silly.
She held one of her brothers' hands in each hand. "Alright, alright, let's go home. Hurry up and go home to cook. I think our aunt isn't thinking straight today, she definitely won't cook. Oh, no, even when she's normal, she doesn't have this sense of responsibility."
The three siblings went home happily.
Fang Min and Ye Fangxuan screamed again when they saw Song Fanxing, as if she were some kind of terrifying monster.
Song Yaohua excitedly asked Song Fanxing, "Little sister, what did you do to them? They were so scared when they saw you."
Song Fanxing actually started to recall things very seriously.
After a while, she shook her head. "I didn't do anything. I just went to feed our pigs after I woke up from my nap. I didn't do anything else."
"Never mind, it's good to scare them away. They've been staying at our house all day, eating and drinking for free, acting like they're the bosses. I've been looking forward to them leaving for a long time."
Song Fanxing thought to herself, "If only it were that easy to scare them away."
Song Yaohui ignored Fang Min and her daughter and went into the kitchen to cook.
I was startled when I went inside.
Five baskets of things suddenly appeared in the kitchen. The bamboo baskets were as thick as the mouth of an iron pot and reached up to his waist.
A basket of peaches, a basket of corn, a basket of cucumbers, green beans, peppers and scallions mixed together, a basket of potatoes and sweet potatoes, and a basket of pumpkins, both old and young.
The five large baskets filled the kitchen to the brim.
He exclaimed that the fairy uncle was so kind to his family.
Where do we put all this stuff?
Just then, Fang Jie returned. She didn't go into the inner room but went straight into the kitchen.
I was startled when I saw what was in front of me.
Her little darling's space is incredibly productive.
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