Chuan Shu Qi Leng: I am no longer worthy of this vicious female supporting role.

Fu Xian was having a great time these days. He either went up the mountain to catch birds or went down the river to fish for fish every day. He felt very uncomfortable. His only regret was that Song Sangsang would catch him doing homework at night. However, this was a small matter, and Su Wang was with him. Aunt Wen and Song Sangsang were both happy to see the two of them studying together. The friendship between the two little guys became deeper and deeper day by day, and they only had to sleep on the same bed.

That night, as soon as Song Sangsang came out of Su Ji's workshop, he saw Fu Xian sitting on a small bench waiting at the door. When he saw Song Sangsang, he jumped up excitedly;

"Sister, sister"

"Fu Xian, what's wrong? Why are you sitting here?"

"Sister, Su Wang and I didn't see you when we came back, so we guessed you were here, so I came to pick you up, hehe."

Song Sangsang felt funny and touched, so she reached out and rubbed Fu Xian's head, making Fu Xian shake his head, making Fu Xian feel embarrassed.

"Sister, how old am I? Stop touching my head outside. I'm not a child anymore."

Song Sangsang couldn't help but find it funny, "How old are you? I'm also your sister. I can't touch your head anymore."

Fu Xian pursed his lips and suddenly thought of something. He turned around and whispered, "Sister, Su Wang and I caught pheasants today. How about we eat braised chicken tonight?"

Song Sangsang understood and nodded, "Okay, when it's ready, you can give half of it to Aunt Wen and the others for extra meals."

"Yeah," Fu Xian nodded obediently to show that he understood. He took the lesson preparation bag from Song Sangsang's hand and rushed back at the lead, leaving Song Sangsang to stroll back slowly.

As soon as she arrived at the door of her home, Song Sangsang was stopped by the postman, "Song Sangsang, Song Sangsang, I have your parcel and letter."

It turned out that it was sent by Uncle Fu. Song Sangsang politely thanked the postman, thanking him for helping deliver it to the village. Otherwise, Song Sangsang would not be able to get it back with such a large package sent by his uncle.

"Brother, we are really in trouble. Come inside and have a drink of water before you leave."

The postman wiped his sweat and quickly waved his hand to refuse. Without waiting for Song Sangsang to persuade him to stay, he got on his bicycle and left, "Comrade Song, don't bother me. I have other letters to deliver. Next time, next time, let's go." "Haha"

Song Sangsang watched the postman go away. She and Fu Xian struggled to carry the package in, then turned and entered the kitchen. Fu Xian looked at the package and clicked his tongue, "Dad must have missed me. He must have missed me." That's right." After thinking about it, Fu Xian was as happy as a butterfly and followed the kitchen to light the fire.

It wasn't until after dinner in the evening and after unpacking the package that Fu Xian found that there were not many things for him at all. They were all for Song Sangsang, including food and drink. Now Fu Xian felt a little depressed, and felt a little depressed. Lingyou kept saying that he wanted Song Sangsang to supervise Fu Xian to study hard and work hard. If he didn't obey, he would call home and beat Fu Xian later. The more Fu Xian looked at him, the more bitter he felt in his heart:

"My father definitely wishes that I would stay far away."

When Song Sangsang saw Fu Xian being so resentful and laughing, Fu Xian rarely lost his temper. Song Sangsang said quickly: "Fu Xian, go and see what's in the package." ?”

The package contained Fu Xian's favorite dry goods, snacks, and milk powder suitable for teenagers. Although his uncle's letter said the same thing, there was clear concern in the package. Fu Xian figured it out after thinking about it. The pouted mouth immediately turned into a smile;

"I'm just telling you, dad still misses me a lot."

Song Sangsang echoed: "Yes, yes, I miss you very much. Who told you to be the little baby of the Fu family? Baby Fu, go to bed early."

With that said, Song Sangsang turned around and went back to his room to read the letter Fu Zheng wrote to him. Fu Zheng's letter mentioned that Shen Yang's father's situation might get better. Song Sangsang calculated the time. I haven't received a letter from Shen Yang for a while, and I don't know what's going on there recently. Song Sangsang decided to go and see Shen Yang. It happened to be a holiday and he could also give them information about Shen Yang's father.