Not long after arriving at Song's house, everyone had not yet recovered from their exhaustion, and the sky had already darkened.

Song's mother Liu Shuxiang is the usual hostess of the family, at this moment she is haggard because of her eldest son Song Yuantao, and she has no time to eat.

So Xu Xiuxiu had to take on the responsibility of cooking, but it was late, and she was already tired after a day on the train, so she hastily ordered some noodles, fortunately, everyone also understood, and after eating something hurriedly, they all got off the table, Xu Xiuxiu cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks and saw that the night was getting darker outside, so she put forward the plan to take Song Chenguang back to her house.

"Let's stay at home tonight!" Mother Song opened her mouth haggardly, looking at Xu Xiuxiu with a little apology, "Before you said that you wouldn't go home for the Mid-Autumn Festival, I didn't go over to clean up the house for you, who knew that your eldest brother had some accidents." Your house has been sitting for a while, and now it is estimated that it smells musty, and it is not good to live in. Mother Song thought, anyway, there is a room at home, so let Xu Xiuxiu and Song Yuanhuan live at home!

"No, I'll go back to my room! If you are not at home during this time, the house is vacant and should be broken, and the house must be inhabited. Xu Xiuxiu likes to be comfortable, and it is estimated that something happens at home, so she still takes Song Chenguang to live in her own house, so she thinks about it and refuses Song's mother's kindness.

"Alright then!" Mother Song didn't have much heart to comfort Xu Xiuxiu, and she didn't say anything when she saw that she insisted.

Xu Xiuxiu took Song Chenguang out of the door.

In the night, Xu Xiuxiu walked in front, Song Yuanming helped to carry the luggage behind him, the young man was unhappy, but he had to take on the helplessness of a man's responsibility, "Yuanming, please help the second sister-in-law carry the luggage." Xu Xiuxiu thanked politely.

"Hmm." Song Yuanming lowered his head to look at the moving toes, pursed his thin lips and hummed coldly.

Xu Xiuxiu knew that he was annoying her, so she didn't say anything, so she hugged Song Chenguang and walked to the familiar loess wall and a rusty iron lock door that looked a little rusty because of the wind and sun.

"Yuanming, come and open the door!" Xu Xiuxiu handed Song Yuanming the key she had just received from Song's mother.

Song Yuanming stretched out his hand to open the door, but maybe because he hadn't opened it for a while, the keyhole was already a little rusty, and it was not easy to open it with the key, Song Yuanming bit his cheek and used some strength to remove the door lock with the key, push open the door, Song Yuanming took the lead in the house and pulled the light, and at the same time lost the luggage in his hand, "I'll go back." After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.

Xu Xiuxiu didn't stop much, listened to Song Yuanming close the door from the outside, and then put Song Chenguang, who was already asleep, on the wooden bed.

In the autumn season, the nights are a little cool.

Xu Xiuxiu originally wanted to open the window to ventilate the room that had not been opened for a long time, but seeing that Song Chenguang was already asleep, she was afraid that he would catch a cold, so she dispelled her thoughts, turned around and went to the yard to get a basin of water into the house.

The moon is full, and the night is getting deeper.

Xu Xiuxiu's tired day had fallen into a deep sleep after lying in bed for a while, and she didn't know how long it had been, she vaguely felt as if someone had pushed open the door, blindfolded, Xu Xiuxiu raised her eyelids that were too heavy to hold up, and saw a figure vaguely by the slightest moonlight shining into the room outside.

Boom -

Xu Xiuxiu was immediately frightened awake, and her sleepiness disappeared completely, she had been with Song Yuanhuan for some time, although she still did not fully understand Song Yuanhuan's temperament, but she was very familiar with his figure, it was obvious that the figure over there at this moment was a strange man she didn't know, and that person was not Song Yuanhuan.

But the other party was already standing in the room at this moment, slowly approaching the bed with extremely slight steps.

Raising his feet and putting them down, Xu Xiuxiu stared at the slightly moving calf, her throat seemed to be tightly stepped on by the moving footsteps, she couldn't breathe at all, and gritted her teeth, Xu Xiuxiu reached out and rubbed Song Chenguang in her arms, reminding herself with the only remaining sense of protection.

The next moment, the eyes lit up instantly, and the space was very bright day and night, different from the dark tension lying on the wooden bed in the room a moment ago, Xu Xiuxiu, who was lying next to the living spring water, hugged Song Chenguang and gasped.

Who is that man?

Is it the thief who was beaten by her last time? Why did he touch the door so just on the night she returned, was he from the village? Or is it someone who is very familiar with the Song family?

Xu Xiuxiu was lying on her back on the ground, her mind full of confusion, and the feeling of escaping death came spontaneously, at this moment for the first time in her life, she began to thank fate for giving her space.

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When Xu Xiuxiu came out of the space with the sleeping Song Chenguang, the sky had already dawned, and there was no one in the wooden house, and all the furniture had never moved, the only thing was that Xu Xiuxiu deliberately pulled the white mosquito net that was stuffed in the corner of the bed before going to bed last night, and the mosquito net had been torn apart.

This is the only evidence that Xu Xiuxiu is sure that she was not dazzled last night, and she suddenly can't help mentioning the highest point, this feeling of being targeted from the shadows is really not very good.

After washing up at home with a confused Song Chenguang, the two went to the Song family next door for breakfast, and the breakfast was white porridge, which Song Yuanyao made early, Song's mother was worried about her eldest son, and she was having a headache in the house at the moment.

There are only Xu Xiuxiu and Song Chenguang left at the table, Song Yuanyao, Song Yuanming, Niu Niu and Song Tianxin.

"Auntie, I want to eat steamed buns." Song Tianxin doesn't like to drink porridge, she slept with her aunt last night and was coaxed to get up early in the morning, looking at the white porridge and pickles on the table at the moment, she obviously had no appetite, and seeing that the serious grandfather was not on the table, she boldly looked at Song Yuanyao and complained about her grievances, because on weekdays, if she occasionally said what she wanted to eat, her mother and aunt Song Yuanyao would basically find a way to satisfy her.

Although the conditions of the Song family are not good, they still love her eldest granddaughter very much, but what she wants to eat at this moment, Song Yuanyao has no way to satisfy her, so she saw her twist her thin eyebrows and said, "Tianxin, is it okay to drink porridge today?" My aunt will give you your favorite capers, and you can also put a lot of sugar in your white porridge. "Children love sugar, and adding sugar to white porridge is a child's favorite.

"But Niuniu wants to eat steamed buns." Song Yuanyao's coaxing didn't work, the little girl was hanging her head at the moment, pinching her thumbs back and forth, "Niuniu still wants to find her mother." The latter sentence was a little quiet, and she seemed to have vaguely sensed that mentioning her mother would make people unhappy.