Taoyuan Village Little Magician

But now, the difference in status between the two is too great, Song Fanshuang dare not have such an idea, while Zhang Fan already has Gu Yutong.

and so.

For such a sensitive topic, the two of them are very savvy and point to it.

"Come on, let's eat first."

Song Fanshuang walked a step or two ahead, and looked back at Zhang Fan. The care and love of the big sister next door was vividly reflected.

"Well, I'm just hungry."

Zhang Fan nodded slightly, and followed Song Fanshuang into the main hall.

Two days ago, it was the main hall of the mourning hall, and it had already been cleaned up a long time ago.

After Zhang Fan walked into the main hall, Song's mother, who was busy in the kitchen, quickly brought out the prepared dishes one after another.

The dishes are still exuding bursts of heat and fragrance.

"Xiaofan, sit down and eat. I don't know if the food suits your taste. If you don't like it, let Shuang'er take you to the night market to eat."

"Although the living conditions here are not very good, the taste of the night market is not bad."

Mother Song said kindly.

Although the Song family moved to the slums after their defeat, Song Yuanfeng still took Mother Song to the night market to try a few times, and even she was full of praise.

"It's already very good, there is no need to be so troublesome."

Zhang Fan shook his head with a smile, and moved his chopsticks directly.

Don't say it.

After sleeping for a whole day, he really twitched his index finger when he smelled the aroma of food.

Seeing Zhang Fan eating deliciously, Song's mother also showed a big smile on her face.

After making two large bowls of white rice, Zhang Fan smiled and said, "Squad leader, Auntie, no one has come to harass you these days, right?"

"No, none of them."

Mother Song nodded repeatedly, looked at Zhang Fan gratefully, and said, "Xiao Fan, Auntie, thank you very much. This time, if it weren't for you, we mother and daughter wouldn't know what to do."

"It's just that the huge sum of tens of millions is difficult for us mother and daughter to repay now. Why don't you take Shuang'er with you, because there are some things that Shuang'er can do."

Mother Song looked at Zhang Fan expectantly, and said what was in her heart.

She could see that Zhang Fan had a very good heart, and he was rich and powerful in the capital. Even if Song Fanshuang couldn't become a husband and wife with Zhang Fan, it was definitely better than staying with her.

Song Yuanfeng died, Song's mother had no intention of living, but she was worried about Song Fanshuang.

"Mom, what did you say?"

Song Fanshuang blushed, and said shyly.

of course.

From the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but glance at Zhang Fan.

Although she knew very well that she was not worthy of Zhang Fan at all, she still wanted to see Zhang Fan's reaction.

"Auntie, I believe that the class monitor can achieve the brilliance that uncle can create. As long as the class monitor thinks, I will support her unconditionally."

Zhang Fan also gave a wry smile, he could only save the country with curves, and answered in another way.

There are already enough women around him, if possible, he really doesn't want to add another person to his side.

"Auntie knows your intentions, but this girl Shuang'er is also very stubborn in her bones. She can't stay by your side. I'm worried that she will suffer."

Mother Song couldn't understand the meaning of Zhang Fan's words.

She sighed lightly, but didn't continue to press.

For some things, you only need to plant a seed in your heart, and leave the rest to time.

because.

Seeds germinate slowly.

"Don't worry, with me here, the squad leader will definitely not suffer."

Zhang Fan quickly assured, and changed the subject, curiously asked: "Squad leader, what is the sound of knocking on the door at night that you told me on the phone?"

Ever since he came to this brick house, Zhang Fan had looked around.

He can't see the evil spirit with his naked eyes, and he can't feel any evil spirit when using physiognomy.

In such a situation, there shouldn't be evil spirits, and why would there be a knock on the door in the middle of the night?
"No, I don't know."

Song Fanshuang's complexion obviously changed.

The fear in those eyes is real and cannot be deceived.

On the contrary, Zhang Fan was a little surprised when he glanced at Mother Song from the corner of his eye.

seem.Song's mother was not so afraid of the knock on the door in the middle of the night.

of course.

Zhang Fan also only felt that Song's mother was strong as a mother, and she couldn't show timidity, which made Song Fanshuang also afraid.

"Anyway, just after midnight these two nights, there will be a 'dong dong' knock on the door, and it will sound again around four o'clock in the morning, but when my mother and I go out to look, there is nothing."

Song Fanshuang tried his best to explain things clearly.

"interesting!"

Zhang Fan put down the bowl and chopsticks, and a meaningful smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

Although he doesn't have any evidence right now, he can be sure that this matter must be man-made.

"I'm staying here tonight. I want to see who is playing tricks here."

Zhang Fan said lightly.

He himself didn't have any fear of something like Xie Chong, and now that he was sure it wasn't Xie Chong, he didn't have to be afraid.

"Ok!"

Song Fanshuang responded softly.

It's just that the small face is filled with a blush visible to the naked eye.

This made Zhang Fan a little confused, he just stayed to solve the trouble of knocking on the door in the middle of the night, why was Song Fanshuang blushing?

"Shuang'er, it's still early, you and Xiaofan are walking around."

Mother Song got up to clean up the dishes, and reminded her with a smile.

"Alright!"

Song Fanshuang got up and took Zhang Fan out of the house.

The reason why she blushed just now was because there were only two rooms upstairs, Zhang Fan wanted to stay here at night, so he couldn't let his mother sleep in the same room, right?
When the time comes, don't you sleep in the same room with her?
"Squad leader, what are your plans next?"

Leaving the Song family, Zhang Fan asked with a smile.

Song Fanshuang is still young and has a long way to go in the future, she cannot lose hope of life just because of one setback.

"I, I don't know either."

Song Fanshuang was a little confused, and she didn't know what she should do next.

but.

After a moment of silence.

There was light in Song Fanshuang's eyes again, and he said with a smile, "If possible, I want to continue to do what my dad hasn't finished."

"Building wood industry?"

Zhang Fan looked at Song Fanshuang in surprise.

He never expected that Song Fanshuang would be willing to take over from his father.

Especially after the Yuanfeng Jianmu Group has been framed and suppressed, it is really not easy to have such an idea.

What's more, the construction industry has never been a good choice for a woman.

"If you want, I can help you."

Zhang Fan smiled and nodded.

Since it was Song Fanshuang's own idea, Zhang Fan didn't want to interfere too much.

"Thank you, Xiaofan."

"Come on, let me treat you to our barbecue. It tastes really good."

As Song Fanshuang said, regardless of his shyness, he took Zhang Fan's hand and ran up the back hill.