"Hey, look at you, kid." The village chief touched his head again anxiously, and in a blink of an eye, a few black hairs lay in his hand.
Captain Jiang felt even more worried.
"Uncle Jiang, everyone has their own destiny. Just do your best."
Song Zhouxing thought about the captain's care for him during this period and comforted him like this.
After saying that, he followed Bei Wan's footsteps and walked towards Wan Wan's home.
"Oh my god, I'm freezing. It's freezing."
As soon as she got home and took off all her armor, Wanwan said tremblingly.
"Song Zhouxing, there's hot water in the pot. I'll go wash up first. Go to the small room and I'll make your bed. I don't have any extra mattresses, but my mom prepared two eight-jin thick quilts for me when she came. Go get one from the cabinet in my room. It'll be fine."
After saying that, Wanwan ran to the kitchen with an unbearable look on her face.
By the time Wanwan finished washing up, Song Zhouxing's bed was almost the same.
Wanwan ran into the house and took a look. Song Zhouxing, the fussy guy, had taken out a mattress from somewhere and spread it on the bed.
"Hey, where did you get this?" Wanwan was a little curious.
"I went back to the educated youth camp."
Song Zhouxing replied calmly, as if he thought it was no big deal and asked why he was so excited.
"It's raining so hard and so cold, and you still went back."
Wanwan couldn't believe it and asked again.
"I can't sleep without a mattress." Song Zhouxing replied concisely again.
"Oh my god, you have so many pesky problems! I just asked you to stay for one night, and you even flipped over your bed!"
As soon as Wanwan finished speaking, Song Zhouxing looked at Beiwan with a surprised expression, as if he was shocked by Beiwan's words.
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