Fang Ke smiled and immediately took out two pieces of milk candy that she had brought from Beijing and gave them to Chenchen and Xinxin.
"I didn't know your younger brother and sister were here, so I only brought two. I still have some left, I'll bring them to you next time I have the chance."
Chenchen generously accepted the candy and politely said, "Thank you!"
Xin Xin blinked her eyes. Since she couldn't speak, she could only blink and stare at Fang Ke.
Thinking to myself: This aunt is so pretty, and she looks a bit like the pretty older sister.
Fang Ke initially thought Xin Xin was shy because she didn't speak, but when she saw Xin Xin staring straight at her, she didn't seem shy at all, so she couldn't help but feel a little confused.
Just as I was wondering, I heard Qiao Qiqi explain, "My sister suffered a shock before, which caused her to be unable to speak. She is thanking you."
Fang Ke was shocked that such a beautiful child couldn't speak, and her face immediately fell with heartache.
"What a pity. Is she doing any better now?"
Qiao Qiqi didn't know either, so she shook her head. "The doctor said my sister suffered psychological trauma and needs time to heal. It's uncertain whether she will recover."
"How could this happen? This child is so pitiful!" Fang Ke was a soft-hearted girl, and seeing Xin Xin like this, she felt extremely distressed.
Qiao Qiqi didn't want to continue the topic. Seeing Fang Ke carrying a cloth bag, she asked directly, "Did you come to see me because you need something?"
Getting down to business, Fang Ke immediately put the bag in her hand on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) and explained somewhat awkwardly, "I brought a dress and a pair of leather shoes. I bought the dress in Beijing. It's brand new and I've never worn it. I've only worn the shoes twice. I don't know if you'll mind. If you do, you can keep the dress."
Fang took the dress and little leather shoes out of the bag and looked at Qiao Qiqi with a smile.
"I don't know why, but I felt a special closeness to you the first time I saw you. But I didn't have anything nice with me, so after thinking about it, I brought these two things. You won't mind, will you?"
As she spoke, Fang Ke took out another bag of oil tea powder from the bag.
"I brought this from Beijing too. I brought two bags in total. This bag is still unopened. I'll save it for your younger brother and sister. It's especially fragrant, and the taste is different from what you buy from other stores. There are a lot of peanuts and sesame seeds inside. You'll know once you try it."
Qiao Qiqi was flattered by Fang Ke's politeness.
"I'll keep the oil tea noodles, but you should take the skirt and leather shoes back; they're too valuable."
Although Qiao Qiqi had never been to Beijing, she could tell from the fabric of the skirt and the workmanship of the leather shoes that they were definitely high-end products.
She really couldn't wear these things in the countryside, so keeping them for herself would be a waste.
But since Fang Ke had brought it, she didn't intend to take it back. Seeing that Qiao Qiqi didn't mind, she immediately smiled and said, "To be honest, I was very surprised when I first saw you because you look a lot like my aunt."
Qiao Qiqi was taken aback. "Is your aunt also from Beijing?"
“Yes! You two really look alike, especially your eyes, they’re practically identical.” To prove his point, Fang Ke took out the photos he had brought.
It was a photo of her and her aunt, standing side by side with bright smiles.
In the photo, Fang Ke looks two or three years younger than he is now, and the woman next to him looks to be about 25 years old. She has striking features, a gentle temperament, and is very beautiful.
Qiao Qiqi immediately noticed the woman's eyes and was quite surprised, "We really do look alike!"
"Right? You two really look alike. So when I first saw you, I thought you were my aunt's long-lost child. But my aunt is only 33 years old this year, so she couldn't have a daughter as big as you."
Fang Ke looked at the photo in her hand, her eyes filled with longing. "When I was little, my parents were away for work all year round, so I grew up with my grandmother and aunt. My relationship with my aunt was even better than my relationship with my mother."
“My aunt is a very patient and good-tempered woman. It’s just a pity that God was unfair. She married an alcoholic man, and the two divorced less than three years after their marriage. My aunt is still single and has never had children.”
"That's such a pity." Qiao Qiqi looked at the woman in the photo and felt a strange sense of closeness to her.
This feeling of hers came on very strangely; she hadn't even felt it when she first met Lin Chunying after transmigrating.
But she was certain that she wasn't adopted. Besides, Fang Ke's aunt was only 33 years old, so it was indeed impossible for her to have given birth to a child her age.
"Look at me, I've talked to you so much without even realizing it."
Fang Ke snapped out of his daze, immediately put the photo back in his pocket, and then suddenly stared into Qiao Qiqi's eyes and asked, "Miss Qiao, can I write to you after I return to Beijing? I feel that we have a special connection, so I really want to be your friend."
Qiao Qiqi was surprised that Fang Ke had such thoughts, and her heart skipped a beat.
"Of course, I'd be delighted."
Only then did he get the answer he wanted, and his smile grew even brighter.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qiao Qiqi asked, "I also have something I'd like to ask you. I've always wanted to write some articles and submit them to newspapers. I've heard that newspapers in Beijing are the best in the country, so I'd like to know the exact address of a newspaper in Beijing."
"You can write articles too? That's amazing!"
Fang Ke looked at her with admiration. "It just so happens that my aunt is the editor-in-chief of a newspaper. There are several newspapers in Beijing, but I only know the address of the one my aunt works for. How about this, when I get back, I'll find out the addresses of all the newspapers and write to you with them."
"Okay." Qiao Qiqi nodded.
Fang Ke thought for a moment and asked, "Do you have paper and a pen here?"
Qiao Qiqi understood immediately and took out paper and pen from the kang music cabinet and handed them to her.
Fang opened the pen cap and wrote two addresses and phone numbers on the paper. "These two addresses, the top one is my home address and the bottom one is my workplace address. If you want to write to me, you can mail it to either of these addresses. Also, this phone number is my home address. Although your village doesn't have telephone service now, it will definitely have it in a few years, and then we can contact each other by phone."
Qiao Qiqi carefully tore off the page with the address and phone number, folded it neatly, and put it in the drawer on the floor. "Okay, I remember."
Only then can you return the pen to her.
Suddenly, Xin Xin took an apple and stuffed it into her hand, gesturing with her hands as if to say something.
Qiao Qiqi saw this and smiled, saying to Fang Ke, "She means you should eat it; this apple is very sweet."
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