Song Chengyi got up, took out the bag she gave her last time from the cabinet, and took a new notebook and ballpoint pen in the drawer: "From the future, carry these things with you, write them down for others to see whatever you want." He was about to take her to the cafeteria for lunch, but a knock on the door sounded.

Standing at the door was Yao Qiuling: "Chengyi, I saw you back in the morning. I'm going to rest today. Xiaozhou is on vacation. I made some delicious food. Call Shaohui and have dinner together."

In the past, Yao Qiuling often asked them to eat together when she cooked her meal on her off days, and Song Chengyi got used to it: "Okay, then I'll bother Aunt Yao."

"It's okay, wouldn't it be more than two pairs of chopsticks for two more people? Remember to bring the girl in your room with you too."

After a moment, Song Chengyi took Wan Ning to the house of Gao’s house on the first floor. Yao Qiuling came out and said, “Chen Yi is here? Hurry up.” Then she looked behind Song Chengyi: “Miss Mu, right? Are you better?”

Wanning nodded with a smile.

Song Chengyi explained to her: "On the day you just entered the hospital, Aunt Yao changed the clothes for you, and the clothes you were wearing were also hers."

Wanning quickly bent down to express her thanks, but Song Chengyi frowned slightly, and his behavior of bowing was changed: "Didn't you just tell you? Take a pen and a notebook at any time, and write down whatever you want."

A trace of surprise flashed in Yao Qiuling's eyes. This girl can still write. Look at her eyebrows and eyes carefully, but she doesn't look like she came from the village: "No need to thank me, the clothes on the outside are all old, but the ones close to the inside happen to be bought new ones, so you don't dislike them." She said with a smile.

"Aunt Yao, look at how much clothes cost, I'll give them to you later."

"Oh, that's not necessary. I'm just afraid that Miss Mu would dislike you. I didn't ask you for money. Besides, this girl is in line with my opinion and looks like a likable one. Even if it's a gift from Aunt Yao to you."

Wanning quickly took out the notebook, held it with her left hand and the pen in her right hand: "Thank you Aunt Yao." Anyway, she has nothing now, and she is destined to owe others favors.

"No thanks, no thanks, I'm going to the kitchen. Xiaozhou is in the room. Chengyi, you go. He just can't understand some function questions. I've taught Chinese, but I really can't understand it."

The first floor of the family building is allocated to people who are all in the army, namely the military wife who accompany the army and the children who go to school nearby, so the area is larger than the second floor, with two bedrooms, one living room and one kitchen.

Song Chengyi took Wan Ning into one of the bedrooms. A boy of seventeen or eighteen was sitting at the desk thinking hard. Seeing them coming in, he said happily: "Brother Song, you are here. It just so happened that I have been thinking about this question for a long time and can't solve it. Come and take a look for it for me."

Song Chengyi stepped forward, looked at it for a while, and analyzed it clearly for him. Wanning looked at it from the side and thought to himself: Song Chengyi was born at the wrong time and could not go to college, but he must have read all the high school textbooks, right? You can tell that he was still learning English by himself before.

A hearty laugh came from outside the house, and then: "Chengyi, look, I brought a bottle of good wine today. Let's take a look at it at noon. I'll let you Aunt Yao make some good dishes in the evening, so let's have some good drinks."

Song Chengyi said to Wan Ning: "It's Gao Tuan and Shaohui here. You can sit here for a while and I'll go out and have a look."
Chapter completed!