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Song Xuan had been reading quietly in her room all morning.

She looked at the sky and wondered why Yu Zhidong hadn't arrived yet.

At this moment, she heard someone calling her name from outside.

She went out to take a look and saw Zhou Xiaofeng jumping up and down beside the low wall, waving at her.

"Sister-in-law, here,"

Here, here! "Song Yao walked over quickly.

Before she could ask him, Zhou Xiaofeng jumped up and down like beans.

He said everything in one go.

"Sister-in-law, Brother Yu had a fever this morning.

It's almost 40 degrees.

He's on a drip at the hospital now!

Do you want to go and see him? "

When Song Xuan arrived,

Yu Zhidong had already fallen into a deep sleep.

His face was burning red.

His mouth was so dry that it was peeling.

He didn't seem to be sleeping well.

His brows were tightly furrowed.

Song Xuan looked at him like this and suddenly felt a surge of sour and astringent emotions. It was very uncomfortable. She reached out and stroked his tightly furrowed brows.

He might have smelled something he liked.

Yu Zhidong's expression gradually relaxed.

At this moment, he heard footsteps behind him.

Song Xuan turned around and his eyes widened. It was the kind auntie from the other day.

She smiled and said to Song Xuan, "He's fine. He just had a bottle of water. His temperature has already dropped."

Song Xuan nodded at first. Then, as if he had realized something, he asked in embarrassment, "Auntie, are you Yu Zhidong's... mother?"

"Ah!

Yes, I'm his mother! "

Upon hearing this, Song Xuan became a little reserved and greeted her obediently. Mother Yu happily responded, "Oh, good, good, good." Then, she threw aside the water she had just poured out. Her son didn't care anymore. He held Song Xuan's hand and talked to her happily.

Zhou Xiaofeng silently watched the development of the situation. He looked at Yu Zhidong, who was lying on the bed, with some sympathy. He clicked his tongue and took pleasure in Yu Zhidong's misfortune. He thought, 'Brother Yu, since you're so miserable today, I'll magnanimously forgive you for what happened yesterday.'

After sitting for a while, Mother Yu said that she had something to do at home and left. Before she left, she even pulled Zhou Xiaofeng away with her.

When Yu Zhidong woke up, he vaguely heard the little girl's voice before he even opened his eyes. He thought he was dreaming!

In the end, a soft hand was placed on his forehead. At the same time, he smelled a familiar scent.

He reached up, grabbed the hand, and pulled it to his chest.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the little girl in front of him with a smile on her face.

With a hoarse voice, he struggled to squeeze out a sentence from his throat. "Why are you here? I'm fine …" Song Xuan frowned when she heard his hoarse voice and stopped him from continuing to speak.

Her right hand was being held by him, so she could only turn sideways and pick up the water on the table. She handed it to him. "Brother Xiaofeng told me. Also, weren't you fine yesterday?

Why did you suddenly have a fever?

Did you stand outside for a long time last night? I don't know, right? "

Yu Zhidong drank the water. He didn't want to talk about the stupid thing he did last night.

However, he didn't want the little girl to think that he was weak — that he could have a fever after standing outside for a while — so he simply shook his head vaguely.

He didn't know if it was because Yu Zhidong had a good physique, but he came in with a fever of 40 degrees in the morning. After three bottles of water, he recovered most of his energy.

Song Xuan originally wanted to accompany Yu Zhidong for a while and wait for his mother to come so that she could take Yu Zhidong home. However, Yu Zhidong didn't agree. He insisted on leaving now and pretended to be pitiful. He wanted Song Xuan to accompany him.

Song Xuan was helpless against his rascal behavior. Looking at his sickly face, she didn't feel at ease letting him go back by himself. She could only helplessly nod and agree.

This time, because Yu Zhidong was sick, Song Xuan carefully supported him along the way.

Originally, Yu Zhidong was afraid that she would be gossiped about, so he didn't want her to get too close to him. However, Song Xuan disagreed. Since the two of them had already confirmed their feelings, there was no need to hide.

After Qingming Festival, the weather gradually warmed up.

Song Xuan's house was completely different from when she first arrived. This was because Yu Zhidong sent things over from time to time. Not only were there small decorations, but there were also wardrobes, dressers, tables, chairs, and benches … They were all made by Yu Zhidong himself and sent to Song Xuan.

During this time, Song Xuan called home and sent a few letters. She confessed to her and Yu Zhidong to Father Song and her brother.

She didn't know how they discussed it, but in the end, Father Song and Brother Song said that they would make time to come over during the Dragon Boat Festival.

Yu Zhidong seemed to have something to do these two days and had to go out. Song Xuan hadn't seen him for a few days. However, this was also good. She also had time to study properly and didn't want him to dawdle around her all the time.

Beijing, the Song family.

Ever since they found out that their obedient daughter/little sister was dating someone else, the auras of the two men in the Song family weren't right.

One always got angry for no reason during meetings, while the other drilled the new recruits to death on the training ground.

When the father and son came back in the evening, the two of them sat across from each other at the dining table. After a moment of silence, Brother Song took the lead and said, "Father, I've already asked for leave today. If you can't make time, I'll go over."

Father Song was silent for a long time and could only helplessly agree. There were a lot of things to do recently, so he couldn't leave Beijing easily.

However, his son had always been steady and reliable. It would be reassuring for him to take a look at that man.

The Dragon Boat Festival was coming soon. It was also the busy season for farm work.

It was the time for the village to harvest wheat. The importance of grain to the farmers was self-evident. Everyone was busy in full swing.

A group of educated youths, including Song Xuan, were also assigned very heavy tasks.

However, Song Xuan only went to harvest wheat once. When he came back, his whole body was covered in red bumps.

After that, Yu Zhidong went to the village's barefoot doctor and said that he wanted Song Xuan to help him dry the herbs.

Even if he arranged other work for her, it was actually just an excuse for Song Xuan to be lazy.

It wasn't that the others didn't have any objections. Zhao Wencai complained that "he and Hu Mengyun can't work either. They also want to do easy work."

However, when Yu Zhidong found out, he almost beat him until he was paralyzed. In the end, he still obediently went to harvest wheat.

In the past few months, because of Song Xuan, Yu Zhidong hadn't fought or caused trouble for a long time. Moreover, he seemed to be particularly gentle and good-tempered. This might have given some people a misconception.

After a few months, Little Tyrant Yu once again used his fists to defend his position as the village tyrant.

He used practical actions to show that no matter how amiable he was on the surface, he was still that lawless, arrogant, and overbearing Yu Zhidong.

When Brother Song came, he didn't tell Song Xuan. At noon, when the villagers were resting, he drove a car to Zhou Family Village.

Although he didn't want to alarm the villagers, a car was a very rare object at this time. When the villagers heard the noise, they all ran over to join in the fun.

When Yu Zhidong arrived, the car was already surrounded by people. A circle of people gathered around and whispered to each other.

There was a vacuum around Song Yi. He didn't have the slightest smile on his face. He was talking seriously with the village chief.

He was dressed in simple black clothes and stood in a casual posture. His back was straight and he had an imposing manner without being angry.

As soon as Yu Zhidong set his eyes on him, he felt a sharp gaze shoot straight at him.

Song Yi narrowed his eyes and sized up this young man whose appearance and temperament were particularly eye-catching in the crowd.

At first glance, he had an intuition that this was the person that Xiao Yan was talking about.

At this time, Yu Zhidong suddenly remembered that the little girl had told him that her father and brother were coming.

Moreover, if he looked carefully, this man's eyebrows were indeed similar to the little girl's. It was just that his face was tougher.

When the old village chief heard about Brother Song's purpose, he was about to ask his grandson to take him to Zhiqing Courtyard. Yu Zhidong squeezed over and volunteered to help.

On the way, Song Yi secretly sized up this young man. His appearance was not bad, and his attitude in front of him was neither servile nor overbearing. His imposing manner was very ostentatious. It was hard to associate him with this simple village chief.

However, Brother Song gritted his teeth and thought that no matter how good he was, he was still a bastard who seduced his obedient sister.

When they arrived at Zhiqing Courtyard, Yu Zhidong knocked on the door of Song Xuan's room as if he was entering his own home.

"Hey, hey, are you up?"

A familiar voice came from inside, "Yes, wait a minute."

There was a burst of small footsteps. The door opened, revealing a familiar little face.

Then Song Yi saw that his sister didn't look at him at all. She only showed a sweet smile to the stinky boy.

Song Yi coughed hard, attracting the two people's attention. The little girl's eyes lit up and she ran over with a cheer, "Big brother, why are you here?"