There was wind under her feet, and she quickly rushed to Song Zhizhi, wanting to hug her, but when she arrived in front of Song Zhizhi, she remembered that her hands were empty, and her eyes caught a glimpse of her son only carrying a schoolbag, and his hands were very empty, so he immediately turned to Meng Qiuqiu.

"Son, reach out and catch it!"

She shouted, Meng Qiuqiu subconsciously obediently stretched out his arms, and in the next second, his two arms were full of large and small boxes, and in less than five seconds, his arms turned into two storage rods.

It was so heavy that he barely stood still.

When he staggered to stand firm, he saw his mother squatting on the ground, holding Song Zhizhi, and kept touching her head affectionately, face to face, one branch at a time, branch by branch.

Meng Qiu Qiu shouted unhappily beside him, "Mom! ”

How can there be such favoritism!

"What are you shouting, I'm not your mother, shouting injustice, shouting all day long, unlike Zhizhi, you see how well-behaved and cute, I and Zhizhi are walking in front, you carry things and keep up!"

Mother Meng's eyes, which were still starving the stars just now, suddenly became disgusted, and she casually instructed Song Zhizhi to go to the dormitory house where Song Zhizhi lived.

While walking, I didn't forget to ask, "Zhizhi, I heard that your family has bought a house, will you still live here in the future, and when will you move if you don't live here?" If you are too far away from Auntie, Auntie will miss you too much! ”

Meng Qiu Qiu originally wanted to ask, but then he forgot about it after delaying, but now when he heard this topic, he hurriedly followed and listened silently in the back.

Although the cross street is not too far, of course, it is the best distance compared to here, and it is nice to be able to go to school together.

"For the time being, I still live here, the house below has not yet arrived, the house is too big, except for the store kitchen, other places have not had time to clean up, don't rush to move over, even if we move over, we are very close!"

Song Zhizhi thought about it, answered her question very seriously, and suddenly wanted to scare her by playing a prank, so he changed his style of painting verbally, and deliberately hesitated.

"However, you also have to take a look at Meng Qiuqiu, after this semester, maybe the two of us will go to school in the city, then we will be far apart!"

Mother Meng was immediately stunned, and shook Song Zhizhi's wrist with a smile.

"You little girl, have you learned to make fun of Mother Meng now? Don't worry, when you go to the city to study, I'll go to rent a house near your school and continue to be neighbors with your family, eh, there's no way! ”

Fight with her, she has thought about it, okay!

can't rent a house, so she goes to her mother's house to eat and live, and it's the same, it depends on which school these two people go to!

"Strong, sure enough, you are the best, I took it, I took it!" Song Zhizhi clenched his fists and admitted defeat, and arrived at the door of Song Zhizhi's house with a smile, and Grandma Song just lit the fire of the coal stove and put it at the door to breathe.

When I looked up, I saw my own granddaughter and Meng's mother who were relaxed and comfortable, and Meng Qiuqiu, who was like a bitter gourd with a weight, almost didn't laugh, how could this family be more ruthless to their son than her family was to their son.

"You guys, Qiu Qiu, come here, grandma will help you next, your little shoulders are going to be crushed, you are the mother, his little arms and legs, how can you carry so much alone!"

Grandma Song put down the tongs and stepped forward to help, and Mother Meng reached out to pick up something, and laughed out loud, "Hahaha, you really misunderstood, this kid is black, he looks thin, but he is actually energetic, really!" ”

Song Zhizhi held back a smile: Mother, it's really mother!

Meng Qiuqiu's hands were still sore, and he looked up in disbelief: ???

Obviously, the day before yesterday, the healthy person who said that the black was also his mother, this is his own mother? "Why do you take so many things every time you come, I don't dare to see you, it's a shame, I always accept your things!" Grandma Song just put things in place and didn't move in.

Song Zhizhi was too lazy to listen to the greetings between the two, and pulled Meng Qiuqiu's sleeve to signal him to go into the house together, but as soon as he took a step, he was grabbed by Meng's mother.

"Don't rush to walk the branches! Grandma Song, these, I brought the cordyceps flowers and milk in them, and the other chocolates, silk scarves, the mess was not brought by me, it was bought by Mother Xiao for you and Zhizhi, I am the one who is responsible for bringing things, but I can't afford this. ”

Mother Meng immediately explained clearly, and Song Zhizhi and Grandma Song suddenly realized that it was brought by Mother Xiao.

"It's really hard for her, remember us!" Grandma Song muttered, then beckoned a few people to sit down in the room, and then continued, "Xiao Junze, how are they doing, my old wife doesn't know any news, so I can only ask you!" ”

Song Zhizhi stopped packing his schoolbag and listened attentively, for fear that the sound of packing his schoolbag would be too loud and he couldn't hear it clearly.

"Xiao Junze's kid can be angry, no accident, he will go abroad to study next year, needless to say about the future, as for Xiao's mother, it's okay now, it's just that she was seriously ill some time ago and almost died, but she hid it tightly, and no one said anything!"

Mother Meng was proud and a little embarrassed and angry.

"Such a serious ......" Grandma Song frowned, frightened, it was hard to imagine that a person who had not seen her for a few months had almost died.

Song Zhizhi continued to pack up her things, and reviewed it in her heart, she asked Xiao Junze during the Olympiad competition, and he replied at that time...... Maybe it started at that time?

It's a pity that there are so few memories of the other people in the compound in her previous life that she can't think of any useful information...... At that time, there was indeed gossip that a young mother died of cancer that surprised the whole town, but the compound is so big, I can't be sure who it is, write a letter and ask later!

Song Zhizhi took out his stationery and homework book, and then went to his book pile to pick out a few books and put them aside, before sitting down next to the small table, Meng Qiuqiu followed, and lowered his voice.

"Are you going to write a letter to him, take me one, and send it together, I don't know about this, but don't worry, I saw Aunt Xiao during the New Year, the same as before, it seems to be fine."

"Okay, let's write it!" Song Zhizhi pulled out a chuckle and tapped the pen on his homework book.

After a letter was written and put away, Mother Meng and Grandma Song also finished talking, Meng Qiuqiu was forcibly dragged away, leaving a wail, Song Zhizhi was used to it, washed his hands and began to eat.

Just after eating a few chopsticks, she suddenly remembered the pile of red envelopes, and then she got up and shook it out of the schoolbag, a thick stack, and her hands couldn't grasp it.

Grandma Song was very surprised, there are not many relatives in the town, that Song Xiuming will definitely not give a penny, and Song Zhizhi is going to sign up for school again, how can there be so many red envelopes!

"Grandma, these were given to Mother Xiao, Mother Meng, and the mothers of several classmates, as well as Teacher Wu, who forced them into me, and I brought them back."

Song Zhizhi explained while opening the red envelope.

Compared with unpacking the express, the fun of unpacking the red envelope is even more exciting