At that time, Song Shishi would sleep when she was sleepy, and Meng Xunzhou would bring her water in time when she was thirsty.
When it was time to eat, Meng Xunzhou handed her the buns and dry food he had prepared.
She doesn't have to worry about anything.
Now that there was a comparison, she felt even more grateful towards Meng Xunzhou.
I don’t know if Meng Xunzhou is very busy in the army. Last time I wrote to him and asked if he wanted me to help bring some things to his parents, he didn’t mention it in his reply.
Forget it, I don’t want to think about it anymore.
At worst, she could go visit him herself when she was free.
To be honest, Uncle Meng and his wife have always been very caring towards her.
When we arrived at the restaurant and on the train, the conductor started shouting out his wares.
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Director Zhao offered to buy her a lunch box several times, but she refused.
After having been in contact with Director Zhao for such a long time, Song Shishi has a pretty good understanding of his family situation.
Director Zhao gives his monthly salary to his wife, so he actually doesn't have much money on him.
Under such circumstances, Song Shishi naturally felt embarrassed to take advantage of Director Zhao.
She also shared some of the dry food she brought with Director Zhao.
Song Shishi lay on the luggage and dozed off for a while, but she didn't dare to fall asleep.
The last time she fell asleep on the train on her way to the countryside, it was because Meng Xunzhou was with her, so no one would dare to steal her things.
But this time, there were only her and Director Zhao, so she could only pay more attention.
After the train arrived at the station, Director Zhao got into the car that came to pick him up and left.
Song Shishi did not call back, but took the bus, bought some cakes and wine, and then went back.
“Boom boom boom…”
Not long after the knock on the door, Zheng Peilan's voice came from the room, "Who is it?"
Song Shishi tried not to laugh out loud and knocked a few more times.
When Zheng Peilan opened the door, the first thing she saw was the cakes and wine held before her.
"Who is it? So naughty? Did you come to the wrong door?" Zheng Peilan said with a smile, reaching out to pull down the thing in front of her.
When Song Shishi appeared in front of Zheng Peilan with a playful smile on her face, her pupils dilated and tears instantly welled up in her eyes.
Zheng Peilan went up to her and hugged her, complaining: "My dear, why are you back? Why didn't you tell your family before you came back so that I could ask Lao Fang to pick you up."
"I just didn't tell you because I wanted to give you a surprise."
Song Shishi stood up, came out of Zheng Peilan's arms, and walked towards the living room carrying her things.
Zheng Peilan followed behind and complained: "You came back, so why did you buy so many things? You can save the money and spend it on yourself. Why do we need you to spend this money?"
"Mom, this is the first time I bought you a gift with my own money. Don't you like it?" She put the things down and said coquettishly.
Zheng Peilan looked her up and down in disbelief. "No matter what you buy, Mom likes it. But didn't you go to the countryside to work in the production team? Where did you earn the money?"
Zheng Peilan shook her head again and said, "No, no, I remember that everyone in the village earned work points, and I have never heard of anyone being paid directly. Are you lying to me?"
Song Shishi pulled Zheng Peilan to sit on the sofa, and hung on her like a sloth, pretending to be wronged and said, "Mom, you hurt my heart too much. Didn't I tell you in my last letter that I have found a translation job in town, and the salary is not bad."
"I came back this time because I have a business trip in Beijing. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to come back."
Zheng Peilan smiled sheepishly, "I thought you wrote that to comfort me. You did a lot of things like this when you were a kid."
Seeing Song Shishi pouting, Zheng Peilan patted her arm and said with relief: "No matter what the reason is, I am already very happy that you can come back. By the way, how long can you stay this time?"
Song Shishi stood up to get the gift for Zheng Peilan, "I don't know how long I will stay at home this time. This depends on the work requirements. But I told the captain in advance, and I came only after he agreed."
"That's good. I'll ask your father to come back early today." Zheng Peilan moved to the phone and prepared to call Song Zhenhua.
Song Shishi quickly stopped her and said, "I have to go to work in the afternoon, and I'm not sure when I can come back."
"Are you going this afternoon? You need to dress more formally for translation work. I'm afraid the ones you have at home are not suitable. How about I take you to buy some clothes later?"
Zheng Peilan is a person who loves to worry, especially after Song Shishi came back, she has never had a moment of rest.
However, Song Shishi really enjoyed the feeling of being cared about by Zheng Peilan.
Maybe it’s because I’ve lost it before, so I cherish it even more now.
"Okay, wait until I finish packing and then we'll go out." Song Shishi packed up the things piled there and put her luggage back into the bedroom.
Following Zheng Peilan's suggestion, Song Shishi bought two more formal, dark-colored dresses with hems that reached just below the knees. She then wore a military coat over them, which was just right.
Zheng Peilan was taking her to a state-owned restaurant for lunch. As soon as they walked out of the mall, a young man ran towards them and knocked all the packages in their hands to the ground.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention just now." The man reacted, stopped and apologized repeatedly.
Zheng Peilan waved her hand and said, "It's okay. Since it was unintentional, go and do your thing."
Song Shishi squatted down to pick up the clothes and packages scattered on the ground. Without even raising her head, she said coldly, "Be more careful next time."
The man helped pick up the things and handed them to Song Shishi, "I'm really sorry, I do have something urgent to do, so I'll leave first."
Zheng Peilan smiled and nodded at him, and the man left.
Looking at the dusty clothes, Song Shishi couldn't help but complain in a low voice: "This is too reckless. This time he knocked the clothes to the ground. If he hits someone next time, he will suffer."
"Okay, let's forgive them when we can. Besides, they didn't mean it and they have already apologized to us. Don't be angry." Zheng Peilan took out the dusty clothes, patted them, and comforted them in a gentle voice.
Even after patting, there were still some marks on the clothes.
Song Shishi has an interview in the afternoon, so she can't wear this dress today.
Seeing that Zheng Peilan was still beating hard, Song Shishi took the clothes, folded them, and put them in the bag.
"Mom, stop taking pictures. I'm going to buy another set for the afternoon exam. I'll just wash these two sets when I get back."
After returning to the store and buying a dress, the mother and daughter went directly to the state-owned restaurant.
After the mother and daughter finished their meal and got home, Song Shishi heard the phone ringing at home.
She put down what she was holding and ran over to answer the call.
"Hello."
"Hello, is this Song Shishi, Comrade Song's home?"
As soon as she heard the voice, she recognized it was Director Zhao.
"Director Zhao, it's me."
"Xiao Song, this is it. I have something to do and can't leave. If it's convenient for you, I'll give you an address and you can come by yourself, okay?" Director Zhao was a little embarrassed. At the end, he added, "I'll pay for the travel expenses."
Song Shishi smiled, "It's okay, Director Zhao, just tell me the address and I'll pack up and go over."
"Okay, the address is..."
After hanging up the phone, Song Shishi went back to her room and changed into the dress she had just bought. She also put on the watch that Meng Xunzhou gave her on her birthday last year, and put on a military coat on the outside so that she wouldn't be too cold.
Uncle Fang drove her to the place and did not leave until he saw Director Zhao coming out to pick her up.
Director Zhao glanced at the car that brought Song Shishi here and didn't ask any further questions, but he had some guesses in his mind.
That license plate number is not something an ordinary family can have.
"There are a few young people taking the assessment with you. Don't be nervous and just perform normally." Director Zhao comforted her as he led her upstairs.
Song Shishi responded with a smile.
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