Taoyuan Village Little Magician

Zhang Fan's throat choked up, and when he spoke, he didn't know what to say to comfort him.

In just one week, two relatives died one after another.

Song Fanshuang can still grit his teeth at this moment, and he is very strong if he didn't go with his mother.

"fine."

Song Fanshuang forced a smile on his face.

next second.

She threw herself into Zhang Fan's arms and burst into tears.

"Xiao Fan, why did God treat me like this?"

"My father just died, and my mother went with him again. Is it because I have been too comfortable and happy all these years? Let them shorten their lives?"

Song Fanshuang was crying and complaining to himself.

That weak body couldn't stop trembling.

It hurts just to look at it.

"Squad leader, you are not alone. Although your uncle and aunt have left, don't you still have me?"

"Where I will be in the future will be your home."

Zhang Fan patted Song Fanshuang's back lightly, and comforted him in a low voice.

at this time.

Only Zhang Fan could stand by her side.

If even he left, it would not be an exaggeration to say that Song Fanshuang's life would be in darkness.

"Thank you, Xiaofan!"

Song Fanshuang threw himself into Zhang Fan's arms and nodded slightly.

It took a while to slow down.

Now she finally understands what her mother has been instilling in her these days.

It turns out that everything is just for today and the future.

"Okay! The top priority now is to let my aunt go to the ground."

"I will stay here with you for the next few days."

Zhang Fan looked at Song Fanshuang who was gradually calming down, and said seriously.

The dead are great.

Other things can be left for later.

"Ok!"

Song Fanshuang nodded firmly.

It's just that their family moved to the capital, and they had no relatives in the first place.

The collapse of Yuanfeng Jianmu Group also left their family with no one to mourn.

The only people staying here are the neighbors.

But at night, the Song family ushered in a special guest.

The reason why it is special is that the other party should not come no matter in terms of status or relationship.

Unexpectedly, the other party not only came, but also offered a stick of incense in front of Mother Song's mourning hall.

"Boss Hai, why are you here?"

Zhang Fan looked at the middle-aged man in front of him in astonishment.

That's right.

The people who came were Hai Qingshan and Brother Long who accompanied him.

"Miss Song is your aunt, and I should come to pay my respects to you."

"Of course, I have another matter today, I want to ask Mr. Zhang."

Hai Qingshan is straightforward, but he didn't deliberately hide his purpose.

"What's the matter?"

Zhang Fan looked puzzled.

There is no intersection between him and Hai Qingshan, right?

It can't be because the other party has invited me several times, but the reason why I haven't gone is it?
"A newcomer with an ID named Pingfan in Small World, isn't that you?"

Hai Qingshan asked straight to the point.

"Any questions?"

Zhang Fan frowned slightly.

His ID name is Pingfan, and even the four of Meimei don't know it, so how could Hai Qingshan know?
"If it is, I would like to remind Mr. Zhang that tomorrow morning is the deadline for submitting the task you received."

Hai Qingshan replied with a straight face.

That's right.

He came here personally to remind Zhang Fan of this problem.

because.

He wants to witness a miracle.

"If Boss Hai doesn't remind me, I really forgot."

"I'm just a little curious. How did Boss Hai know that the ID of Pingfan is me?"

Zhang Fan smiled, a little curious.

"Guess."

Hai Qingshan replied very simply.

In fact, he did guess.

Just looking at Zhang Fan's reaction, he knew that he had guessed right.

"Guess what?"

Zhang Fan was taken aback.

There are so many members in the small world, and there are all kinds of ID names.

Who the fuck can guess?

However, Hai Qingshan's answer did not seem to be lying to him.

This made Zhang Fan a little speechless.

"That's right!"

Long Haishan nodded, and analyzed to Zhang Fan with reason and evidence: "Firstly, it is because of the members of the small world who follow Mr. Zhang, secondly, because of the new account of Pingfan, and lastly, because no one dares to take over your name in the next five years." task."

Zhang Fan: "???"

"Does this have anything to do with it?"

Zhang Fan became more and more confused.

"Of course there is!"

Hai Qingshan nodded noncommittally, and said with a smile: "The person who no one dared to pick up in the past five years was picked up by a new account, and this new account is called Pingfan. It is inevitable that people will not think of you, Mr. Zhang."

"Secondly, because of the members of the small world around Mr. Zhang, I think those who dare to take on this task must have their own uniqueness."

"Otherwise, you wouldn't let the four Meimei follow you, right?"

This is the basis for Hai Qingshan's guess.

of course.

Before getting an accurate answer from Zhang Fan, he didn't have much confidence.

"Boss Hai's eyes are really..."

Zhang Fan smiled helplessly, he didn't know what to say about Hai Qingshan.

It can only be said that the eyes are vicious.

See the leopard in the tube, see the big from the small.

This person should not be underestimated.

"Since Mr. Zhang doesn't object to you being mediocre, can you submit this task?"

Hai Qingshan asked expectantly.

If so, no doubt.

He became a person who witnessed history with his own eyes.

At least, the Ministry of Pharmaceuticals formulated the five-year task, and the person who released it has a lot of background.

"it should be no problem."

Zhang Fan smiled and said, "It's just that the current situation doesn't allow me to submit."

There is no computer at the moment, and he can't leave.

Let's put the matter of submitting the task until tomorrow.

"If Mr. Zhang is at ease, use the computer I brought."

Hai Qingshan clapped his hands, and Brother Long put a laptop in front of Zhang Fan.

Not only that, Ta Hai added: "This computer is given to Mr. Zhang to avoid account leakage."

"This……"

Zhang Fan hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

These two days, because of various things, he forgot to submit the task.

Now it's time to submit.

He also wanted to see if the person who issued this task behind the scenes could provide him with a elixir or method to extend his life.

"Thanks."

Zhang Fan glanced at Hai Qingshan, and with the help of Brother Long, plugged in the network card, and then logged into the official website of Small World.

soon.

Log in with your account.

"DiDi... DiDi..."

The message notification flickered frantically.

No need to look, it must be the pupil of the night.

"Boss! Has the prescription not been restored yet?"

"Two days, tomorrow is the deadline."

"I'm crying... I bet the boss that you win, it's a full 1000 yuan."

"..."

Zhang Fan glanced at it roughly, and there were about twenty messages.

It was all the news that Hei Ye's pupil was always urging Zhang Fan.