In fact, the four of them had been fleeing together for some time and had developed feelings for each other. They did everything together, and even when they were captured by the Hu people, none of them managed to escape. They thought they were doomed and would become someone else's food, but unexpectedly, a heroine appeared out of nowhere and saved them, and even shared their food with them.
They were grateful and naturally willing to live next door to the heroine.
Inside the house, Song Tantan enthusiastically offered Ye Moxun a roast chicken, but he could only eat half of it before he couldn't eat anymore, so Song Tantan finished the rest.
"You said your name is Song Tantan, which 'tan'? The 'tan' in 'tank'?" Ye Moxun asked casually as he wiped his mouth with a tissue.
“It’s the ‘upright and honest’ of ‘gentleman,’ and the ‘upright’ of ‘flat.’ My family hopes that I will be an upright person throughout my life, and that my life will be smooth and without any setbacks.” Song Tantan puffed out her cheeks, feeling that Ye Moxun was deliberately trying to annoy her.
"Then why not just call him Shunshun, meaning 'smooth sailing' or Jiji, meaning 'auspicious and as you wish'? Wouldn't 'as you wish' sound better? The name Tantan is a bit awkward to pronounce. What do you think?" Ye Moxun asked seriously, seemingly not joking.
Song Tantan was amused and annoyed. She drawled, "I don't think I should give you any more food. You look so irritating. If I punched you twice, do you think you could take it?"
"And what's your uncle's name, Qingyi? Does he wear green clothes? Ye Moxun, why don't you just call him Moshui, or Ye Mozhao? Wouldn't that be simpler and easier to understand?"
Ye Moxun felt a lump in his throat. He held back and forced out a faint smile. "Actually, Tantan is a good name. I really haven't heard of a better name than Song Tantan. It's just like your personality—frank and straightforward. Your name is very well chosen."
Hmph, that's more like it.
Seeing how strong his will to survive is, I won't hold it against him this time.
Song Tantan walked away with her head held high and her nose in the air, looking down on everyone.
"Host, you need to change your temper. You're no longer a rich young master from the 21st century. If you offend Song Tantan, this powerful figure, you and your uncle will starve," the system earnestly advised.
"Do I need your hindsight advice? If you were of any use..." Never mind, damn system.
System: "Never underestimate a young person's potential."
Ye Moxun: "Broken system."
"Tantan, go to your space, catch a chicken, kill it, stew it, and bring it out," Song Zhuiyan said, calling Song Tantan into the room.
"Auntie, I don't dare to kill chickens." Well, she's even capable of chopping people, so saying she doesn't dare to kill chickens is a bit pretentious. But she still doesn't want to cut the chicken's neck. "There are already killed chickens in the supermarket, I'll just take them and stew them."
“Okay, you can go and stew it now, and then we can give it to Ye Moxun’s uncle to help him recover.” Zhong Qingyi was seriously injured, and it would be even harder for her to recover if she didn’t eat something good.
"Auntie, Ye Moxun upset me just now, and he won't give me the chicken soup." Song Tantan complained to her aunt without thinking.
With a smile in her eyes, Song Zhuiyan patted Song Tantan's head and said, "I know, I won't give him any food. If anyone makes my Tantan unhappy, we'll let him go hungry."
Then Song Tantan happily went into the space. She took a big, fat chicken weighing more than four pounds from the supermarket. Strangely, time was frozen in the supermarket, like a large refrigerator.
But the space back home is alive. For example, the trees and flowers on the mountain grow as usual, the small animals on the mountain are also lively and active, and the stream at the foot of the mountain is flowing gurglingly.
There were also pigs in my aunt's pig farm, hundreds of chickens, ducks and geese, all alive, and two big guard dogs leisurely strolling at the door. Everything was as usual, nothing had changed, yet everything had completely changed. Originally, my aunt was the owner of this place, but now she couldn't enter the space.
In other words, the aunt couldn't go home. Everything in the old house was built by the aunt through hard work. Song Tantan was raised by the aunt raising pigs and processing mountain products, and the aunt also supported her education.
It's really disheartening. Song Tantan can't understand why everything in her hometown, which should belong to her aunt, is in her space. She wants to return it to her aunt but doesn't know how.
She decided to stop thinking about it; thinking too much would only cause her more trouble. Making chicken soup was the priority, and she wanted some hot soup too. These past two days had been unbearable.
The house has no electricity, but luckily there's a pig farm, so the biogas can still be used. I chopped up the chicken, put it in the pot, turned on the gas cylinder, and waited.
After the chicken soup was cooked, Song Tantan drank two large bowls of soup and ate a large chicken leg before pouring the soup into a porcelain basin and taking it out of her spatial dimension.
She was in her room when she entered the space, and she is in her room now that she has come out. However, Song Zhuiyan is not in the room right now, so she doesn't dare to take the chicken soup out rashly. Just as she was about to go out to check the situation, she opened the door a crack and a strong force squeezed in from outside.
Upon closer inspection, Song Tantan realized that this person was none other than Ye Moxun.
"How did you get in here? What do you want?" Song Tantan's delicate eyebrows furrowed into two worms as she forcefully pushed Ye Moxun out with her small hands.
"Don't push me, I... I apologize to you, okay? I'll never make fun of you again, just let me have a bowl of chicken soup, okay?" Ye Moxun's ears were red. He wasn't used to apologizing to people, or even speaking softly, but now he was bowing down for a bowl of chicken soup. Was it easy for him?
"If you promise to listen to everything I say from now on, I'll give you chicken soup." Song Tantan was pushing her luck and acting with impunity.
"I promise not to reveal your secret, or I will die a horrible death." Ye Moxun suddenly made a solemn oath with a stubborn expression.
"Actually, there's no need for that, but I do feel much more at ease knowing you swore an oath. There's still plenty of chicken soup; you can eat as much as you want." Song Tantan chuckled. She had always felt uneasy about having such a big secret known to strangers, but now that Ye Moxun had so readily sworn a solemn oath, she breathed a slight sigh of relief.
The best way to keep someone's secret is to shut them up forever, but Song Tantan knew that neither she nor her aunt could bring themselves to harm a child, so they could only keep an eye on them.
So they kindly found a place for them to stay, went to great lengths to bring them here to recover, and then they even lived together.
The reason Song Tantan was able to grow up safely and live a peaceful life with Song Zhuiyan in the village without being disturbed by others is not only because they are strong enough in martial arts, but also because they are cautious and very wary of outsiders.
They wouldn't trust Ye Moxun and his uncle until they fully understood their character.
Hearing that her aunt had gone out to gather firewood, Song Tantan wasn't in a hurry to go out either. She sat opposite Ye Moxun, her elbows propped on the table, her chubby hands supporting her baby face, and watched the little boy across from her eat leisurely.
Ye Moxun seemed oblivious to her gaze, calmly sipping his chicken soup. His eyes were lowered, his thick, long eyelashes casting two fan-shaped shadows on his cheeks.
"I noticed your eyes are so beautiful, and your eyelashes are so long, even longer than mine," Song Tantan said, playfully flicking her own eyelashes with her little hand before giggling.
"It's not just my eyes that are beautiful; I'm beautiful all over." Ye Moxun finished eating, put down his chopsticks, and looked serious and earnest, as if he was proving that he wasn't joking but stating a fact.
But Song Tantan wasn't easily fooled. Her eyes darted around a few times, and her innocent face revealed an expression of 'having already seen through me,' "You're trying to trick me into giving you water to take a bath, aren't you?"
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