Chapter 70: The Country Cottage A Different Experience

Ahead is a country road, winding along the valley and through the woods.

Song Xingqing was led by Zhou Zhou Fan and walked forward for more than half an hour, and a rugged stone step path suddenly appeared in front of her, winding up, with big trees standing on both sides of the stone steps, with lush branches and leaves, covering the sky and the sun, forming a natural green channel, which made Song Xingqing, who was used to seeing the busy high-rise buildings, sigh.

"It's nice to see everything green at this glance."

Song Xingqing stopped, stood in place and took a deep breath.

"Yifan, the air here is so fresh, I can smell the aroma of trees and green grass in the air, it's really refreshing."

Zhou Zhou Fan smiled and said: "This is the charm of nature. Here, you can see that your eyes are full of green, here, you can smell the scent of flowers and trees with a casual breath, here, there is no one you don't want to see, and you can also forget your troubles and return to the basics. Let's go, a quarter of an hour further on, we'll be there. ”

"Where?"

"You'll know when you get there."

After Zhou Zhou Fan finished speaking, he pulled Song Xingqing and continued to move forward.

After about 20 minutes of walking, rows of low houses with blue bricks and wooden tiles were revealed in front of me.

Zhou Zhou Fan happily said to Song Xingqing: "We have arrived." ”

Zhou Zhou Fan took Song Xingqing into the courtyard of the most dilapidated low house on the right, and the two saw a little girl who looked thirteen or fourteen years old was holding a broom tied from a tree branch and cleaning carefully in front of the courtyard door, and there were some green leafy vegetables that had just been picked on the ground.

Zhou Zhou Fan greeted the girl with a smile: "Xiaoxiao, do you want me to help?" ”

The girl raised her head when she heard someone shouting at her, and when she saw Zhou Yifan, a bright smile appeared on her face.

"Brother Yifan, you're here, please come in."

The girl threw down the broom in her hand and greeted her.

Zhou Zhou Fan pulled Song Xingqing and walked inside, and Song Xingqing looked at the girl carefully.

This is a skinny little girl, but she has long eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and a bright smile always hangs on her white and clean face.

"Brother Yifan, you came just in time, I just picked some fresh vegetables from the garden, and I will fry them for you to taste later, the taste is very fresh and sweet."

The girl named Xiaoxiao was talking to Zhou Zhou Fan while sweeping her eyes over Song Xingqing beside her from time to time.

"Brother Yifan, who is this sister?"

"She's my classmate, Song Xingqing, it's better for you to call her Sister Qing."

"Sister Qing?"

Song Xingqing couldn't help laughing, and then gave Zhou Fan a thumbs up and said, "It's a good name." ”

smiled and greeted Song Xingqing: "Hello Sister Qing, welcome to my house." ”

Zhou Zhou Fan said with a smile: "That's not right, smile, we're not here to be guests, we're here to help, right, Sister Qing." ”

Zhou Zhou Fan turned his head to look at Song Xingqing beside him as he spoke.

Although she hadn't figured out what was going on, Song Xingqing still nodded subconsciously.

Zhou Zhou Fan smiled and said: "Then let's start, Xiaoxiao, I'll help you chop wood, you take Sister Qing to help you get food together, what's the use of her place, you just have to speak, your Sister Qing is not the kind of person who is pampered." ”

After speaking, Zhou Zhou Fan turned around and went to the backyard.

Song Xingqing was stunned in place, and before she came back to her senses, she was led by Xiaoxiao and walked to the back room.

Xiaoxiao said to Song Xingqing as she walked: "Sister Qing, you go to the back room to rest for a while, and I can be alone." ”

"How can this work, don't look at me like this, in fact, I often cook and eat at home, you can take me with you, otherwise I won't be able to sit still alone."

Hearing Song Xingqing say this, she smiled and said, "Okay, then it's going to be Sister Qingqing, let's make a hearty and delicious lunch together." ”

It was a very simple kitchen, with no bulky items other than a cauldron and a stove. There is a bundle of firewood neatly stacked in the corner, Song Xingqing has only seen the scene of cooking on the rural stove on TV before, but she didn't expect that she was lucky enough to visit the site today.

Song Xingqing chatted with Xiaoxiao while helping to pick up vegetables.

"Xiaoxiao, why are you the only one in the family? What about your family? Are they all out? ”

Xiaoxiao smiled and replied: "My parents went to the city to work after I was born, and then they both died in a car accident, and now only me and my grandmother live here, but my grandmother has to go outside to help others farm during the day, and she will come back late at night." ”

Hearing this, Song Xingqing was both surprised and distressed.

Song Xingqing didn't expect that a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl would still face life with a smile after experiencing this, and she didn't feel distressed and admired for her.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked that."

"It's okay." There was still a smile on his face.

"My mom and dad just went to another place, where they didn't have to work hard anymore, and they could have a good rest. And I will take good care of my grandmother, study hard, and become a doctor when I grow up, saving lives. ”

Looking at Xiaoxiao's determined gaze and confident smile, Song Xingqing suddenly felt that she was too small.

"Xiaoxiao, you are very brave and have such lofty ideals, I support you and believe that you will definitely achieve it."

"Hmmm! I'm going to keep trying! ”

Song Xingqing looked at it and smiled, and asked again, "How did you meet Yifan?" ”

Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "Once Brother Yifan's club came to our school to teach calligraphy, and we met at that time. Brother Yifan often came to see me after knowing the situation of my family, and I also helped me share the housework, Brother Yifan is really good, Sister Qing, the first time I saw Brother Yifan bring his classmates to me, you should have a good relationship, right? ”

Song Xingqing was stunned and didn't know how to answer. In her heart, she didn't know whether the relationship between herself and Zhou Zhou Fan was good.

Song Xingqing thought for a while and replied, "It's okay." ”

Xiaoxiao blinked, and asked again: "Sister Qing, don't you like Brother Yifan?" ”

Song Xingqing was stunned, and asked with a smile: "Why do you ask that?" ”

"Because you don't look happy, it's not like I'll be very happy when I see Brother Yifan, Sister Qing, Brother Yifan is very good, don't you dislike him, okay?"

Faced with the question of thirteen or fourteen-year-old Xiaoxiao, Song Xingqing was a little overwhelmed.

"Xiaoxiao, do you know what liking is?"

Xiaoxiao replied with a sweet smile: "If you like it, you are happy to be with your brother, right?" It's like I like my brother to come and see me. ”

A smile appeared at the corner of Song Xingqing's mouth, it seems that the likes in her mouth are not the same as what she thinks she likes. However, Song Xingqing didn't plan to explain to Xiaoxiao what they liked in their hearts, so they had to answer her according to Xiaoxiao's thinking.