"No, you're lying to me, you're lying to me."
Countless socialites and wealthy young women in Beijing are waiting to marry you, their eyes filled with longing.
I heard that the little princess of Lou Kingdom also intends to marry you, but you prefer a village girl. This is definitely not true.
It's absolutely not true.
For the first time, Yin Xiaozhi showed a different emotion in front of Sikong Xingchen.
Sikong Xingchen frowned as he looked at it.
Yin Xiaozhi was his mother's adopted younger sister, and they had known each other for eight years.
For the past eight years, every time he saw her, she was always incredibly happy, as if she had no worries at all.
It was thanks to her that his mother was always happy.
But today he realized that she didn't only have happiness as an emotion.
"Nothing is impossible, you should go back now!" With that, Sikong Xingchen put his arm around Song Qingqing and turned to leave.
“Brother Xingchen…” Yin Xiaozhi couldn’t help but reach out her hand, intending to grab Sikong Xingchen, but as soon as she reached out her hand…
The two people in front disappeared into the tea room.
Walking aimlessly down the street, Yin Xiaozhi's mind was filled with memories of her childhood with Sikong Xingchen.
How wonderful that was!
Then she thought of what had just happened, and her heart ached unbearably.
Can't it be changed?
No, it can definitely be done, it can definitely be done.
Just as she was thinking this, everything suddenly went black, and then with a "bang," Yin Xiaozhi collided with a young man.
The two of them fell to the ground together.
"Ouch, that hurts! Can't you walk?" Yin Xiaozhi's little hand was injured for the second time, and she cried out in pain, clutching her hand.
Upon hearing this, the unlucky boy quickly got up and helped the other person up.
Their eyes met, and Yin Xiaozhi was delighted; she recognized this person.
"It's you? What are you doing in this small place?" Yin Xiaozhi's words were abrupt and cryptic, and the unlucky guy had no idea what she was talking about. He just wanted to finish his business and get back to work at the shop.
"Are you alright? Should I take you to the hospital to get checked out?"
The unlucky guy withdrew his hand, stood a step away from the other person, and looked at the other person's rather pitiful little hand with concern.
"Then I'll trouble you." Yin Buzi didn't refuse; she still had something to say to him.
And so, the two of them went to the hospital.
Then the unlucky guy returned to the store alone.
"Manager, the water's full, why don't you turn off the tap?" Song Guoqiang's eldest son, seeing the unlucky fellow filling the bucket with water but not turning off the tap, letting the water flow into the shop and out of the small pond, went over in confusion.
"Oh!" The unlucky guy, who had been forcibly pulled back to his senses, responded and hurriedly turned off the water.
After seeing how much water was in the store, he felt guilty and picked up the mop to start mopping the floor.
But as he dragged it out, he stopped again and began to stare blankly.
On the other side, Old Fan was in Old Liu's vegetable garden, asking Old Liu what was different about the vegetables he grew.
When asked, Old Liu knew nothing. "I just sow and harvest in season, there's nothing different about it."
If there's anything different, it's just that I used a little more wood ash. Does that count?
Old Liu also heard about it, saying that some of the dishes from his family could actually prolong life.
He'd lived his whole life, growing vegetables for over a decade, and he'd never discovered that his family's vegetables had that kind of ability.
However, since this so-called expert insisted on chatting with him, he could only oblige.
"May I take a look at your wood ash?" Ever since Old Fan discovered that the dishes in Song Qingqing's shop had the effect of prolonging life, he had been eager to find out why the dishes in her shop had such effects.
So he went to the source of the vegetables, Old Liu's house.
However, he just conducted an experiment and found that the vegetables at Old Liu's house were very ordinary and nothing special.
When asked what he did after picking the vegetables, Old Liu had no idea.
Having no other option, he had to look elsewhere.
"Sure, it's just the leftover wood ash from our firewood." The expert actually wanted to study the wood ash from his house, leaving Old Man Liu completely baffled.
Even as an honest and simple countryman, he still led the person to his stove and let the other person study it.
"No, no, where exactly is the problem?"
With this question in mind, Old Fan left Old Liu's house.
But as soon as he reached the village entrance, Old Wang invited him into the car.
"Stop investigating, do you hear me?"
As soon as Old Fan got into the car, Sikong Xingchen gave the order in an unquestionable tone.
Old Fan turned his head in surprise, wanting to say something, but when he met Sikong Xingchen's cold and ruthless gaze...
He immediately nodded in agreement.
Meanwhile, in the phone booth.
"Yes, Brother Xingchen actually fell in love with a village girl here, and even donated a school campus for her, saying that we are all outsiders, and only that village girl is his family."
Godmother. I was furious when I heard that. You raised Xingchen with such care and hardship.
Now, he says we're all outsiders because of a village girl.
I confronted them, but Brother Xingchen protected that woman from beginning to end.
Xiao Zi was a little sad. "How could Brother Xingchen have become like this..."
"....."
"You mean, you want me to pay her to leave? Okay."
After hanging up the phone, Yin Xiaozhi returned to her cheerful self.
"Qingqing, you're here. Do you think we should increase our order volume?" After school in the afternoon, Song Qingqing looked at the burned-down Youth Vegetable Store.
The unlucky guy was having renovations done in his shop when he saw her arrive and started talking about selling vegetables.
Song gently shook her head and refused, "No need. Things are valued for their preciousness; if you have too much, you won't cherish it anymore."
The unlucky guy agreed, and business is booming at both his shops in the Youth Community and Happiness Community.
Every time we order, the goods sell out immediately without waiting for them to put them back on the shelves.
To prevent this, they increased their manpower significantly, thus avoiding any outright robbery.
"By the way, have you found out the cause of the fire?" Song Qingqing walked around the shop and found that the traces at the entrance were the most obvious, which made her wonder.
"No." The unlucky guy shook his head; he wasn't good at these things either.
When people were called to come and see, they only said that the fire started from the doorway.
However, they couldn't determine how it was burned.
"I plan to go to the city tomorrow to report you as missing and see if I can help you find your family."
Song stood up gently and patted the unlucky guy on the shoulder.
Upon hearing this, the unlucky fellow gripped his trouser leg with both hands, and after a long while, managed to force a smile. "Really? Then thank you for your trouble."
"We're all on the same side, what's the trouble?"
"Your amnesia isn't a long-term solution; we need to help you find your family."
"Actually, there's no need to rush. Once I remember, I'll naturally recall it. You don't need to make a special trip." The unlucky guy didn't want Song Qingqing to help him find his family.
Song Qingqing didn't notice anything unusual about him and smiled, "It's nothing, I have other things to do."
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