Song Zhi had just finished dinner with her mother and son, and on the way back to school she heard someone calling her. The voice was inexplicably familiar, but she just couldn't remember it.
She turned her head to look in the direction of the voice, and was both surprised and delighted. It turned out to be Wen Wan. Song Zhi had thought that their farewell at the train station was the last time they met, but he didn't expect it to be such a coincidence.
"Are you studying here?" Wen Wan walked over and asked first.
"Yes, I'm here to report today."
"This is such a coincidence. I've always wanted to thank you, but I forgot to leave my address. I thought there was no chance, but I didn't expect to meet you here today." Wen Wan was excited. She was also scared and confused in that situation. Only later did she remember that she didn't even know the address of her benefactor, only his name. But what's the use of that?
"This is fate. Are you here to go to school too?" Song Zhi asked curiously when he saw that she was alone without her child.
"How can I get into university when I haven't even graduated from junior high school? My husband is a teacher here, so I live here." Although Wen Wan's tone was kind, Song Zhi could hear a hint of self-mockery in her voice.
Song Zhi didn't ask any more questions. After all, it was someone else's private matter. Instead, he changed the subject and said, "I'm in Class 2 of the Agriculture Department. We can keep in touch in the future."
"What a coincidence? My husband teaches in the Department of Agriculture, it's really..." It was such a coincidence, so coincidental that Song Zhi found it a little unbelievable.
"Well...excuse me, what's your husband's last name?" Song Zhi thought it couldn't be his teacher, it couldn't be such a coincidence.
"Tan Eun-seok."
"..." Song Zhi fell silent. This person was not only his teacher, but also his head teacher, the teacher that later generations would call a counselor.
"It can't be such a coincidence, right?" Wen Wan looked at Song Zhi's stiff face and asked hesitantly and tentatively.
Song Zhi nodded. Students have a natural respect for their teachers, but Wen Wan is mixed in, and it seems that she is very uncomfortable. This relationship is a bit messy.
"Haha, even if I don't meet you today, I will meet you in the future. That means it's time for us to meet."
"Mom." Seeing that her mother was standing and talking, Panpan wanted to break free from her grandmother's arms. Song Zhi also reacted and hurriedly looked at the time. She had a class meeting soon. She became a student in a daze and was not used to the identity of a student.
"Let's get together again when we have time. I have to hold a class meeting soon, so I'll leave first. Mom, take Panpan back to the dormitory first. I'll come to find you after the meeting." It was too cold, and Song Zhi was worried about the two of them being outside. It would be a shame if they caught a cold.
"Okay, go quickly!" Wen Wan said quickly. Going to class is a serious matter.
Song Zhi waved and left.
Wen Wan looked at Song's mother next to her and said, "Auntie, why don't you come to my house and have a seat? Xingxing is home too, so you can play with Panpan for a while."
Song's mother also heard her daughter talk about the incident of losing her child on the train. She was very scared and kept cursing those unscrupulous human traffickers.
"We won't go there today. It's getting late. We'll go back after Zhizhi finishes the meeting. Let's do it next time. Let Zhizhi take us to your house to play. We'll be sorry to trouble you then." Song's mother was also listening to their conversation. She didn't expect that the girl in front of her was the professor's wife. Although she felt emotional, she didn't show it on her face. She was also her daughter's class teacher, so she naturally wanted to maintain this relationship well. She might be able to help in the future.
Besides, her daughter still has to study under her husband for four years, so it would be embarrassing to go there empty-handed this time. She will go next time and bring some gifts.
However, Song's mother did not expect that before she had time to prepare, Wen Wan and her family of three came to find Song Zhi with things in their hands.
Song Zhi went to school, and now only Song's mother and Panpan were at home. Panpan looked at the child who came in and looked at her grandmother.
"Auntie, we came to see you. This is my husband Tan Enshuo. You can just call him Xiao Tan." Wen Wan said with a smile as she walked into the yard.
The man was wearing a formal Zhongshan suit and thick black-framed glasses. He looked to be about forty years old. He was holding a little kid in his arms, that was Xingxing. Xingxing's face was exposed in his father's arms, looking at the surrounding environment he had never seen before, with a scrutinizing look in his eyes.
Song's mother quickly stood up to greet him, "Why are you here with something? Come up and sit inside."
"I've always wanted to come and see you guys, and today I happen to have some time." Tan Enshuo is a gentleman who speaks slowly and calmly.
"Don't be polite. We are not far away now. You can walk around more often when you have time." Song's mother said politely.
"Panpan, these are the stars, do you remember? Why don't we take out some small toys to entertain your little guests?" Mother Song saw Panpan staring at the stars, so she said to her grandson.
Panpan stood there for a moment, then ran to her and her mother's room and took out the puzzle she had bought with her grandfather some time ago.
Then he ran out again like a little kangaroo and stopped beside Xingxing, "Play."
Xingxing was a little timid and huddled in her father's arms again, looking at this little friend she had never seen before, with a look of desire and fear in her eyes.
When Wen Wenwan saw her son's expression, she regretted her carelessness on the train. Her son was not very timid to begin with, and he became even more timid after that incident.
She spoke, trying to make her tone sound gentle, "Xingxing wants to play with Panpan, right?"
Xingxing turned her head to look at her mother, her eyes hesitated for a moment, and then nodded.
"It's okay, go ahead! Mom and Dad are right by your side. They will call you when they leave." After Wen Wan finished speaking, Xingxing looked at her father again. When she saw Tan Enshuo nod, she turned her head and walked away with every step.
"Auntie, please forgive me for making fun of you. This child is timid now." Wen Wan said with a smile, but she couldn't hide the bitterness on her face.
"This is nothing. Even adults would need to take it easy after going through this, let alone children. As long as they are fine now, it is better than anything else. I see that these two children are of similar age and they will play together often in the future. Panpan has been staying at home alone since he was a child without any playmates."
"The same goes for our child, who has been alone since childhood." It's not that there is no playmate. There are plenty of playmates in the countryside, regardless of age. As long as they are under ten years old, they can play together. But her husband is a scholar, and he hates to see children running around in the mountains and fields like mud monkeys. He wants Xingxing to be more refined, like a city kid.
"This is such a coincidence. They will have company from now on." Mother Song was so happy that she didn't expect her grandson to have a new friend. She felt that it was not good to see her grandson alone on weekdays. It was okay for a short time, but he would become lonely if he stayed alone for a long time.
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