By the time Song Xiaofan walked out from here, it was already late at night.

After eating Lin Chunxing, he stayed in the fish pond all night, or went home directly. If his mother found out, she would definitely ask questions.

For the next two days, Song Xiaofan kept working in the fish pond.

Six days later.

Song Xiaofan is about to leave.

Before leaving, the mother baked some cakes, "Son, this is the cake that mom made early in the morning. You can bring it with you and take it on the road."

Song Xiaofan smiled bitterly, feeling that his mother treated them as if they were too poor when they were in school, and their family was too poor and had few living expenses a week, so every weekend, his mother would cook a day's cake and bring him with him.

These are his weekly rations, which can save a lot of money.

At that time, Song Xiaofan remembered that those students with diligent families did not bring cakes. If they were hungry, they would just buy them with money.

So at the beginning, Song Xiaofan was a little embarrassed and felt embarrassed, but now it seems that when he thinks of that, he feels really ridiculous.

It is only now that I understand how much love the cakes my mother made has condensed.

At this time, the father Song Qingshan looked at his wife with anger, "I said my son was going out for a business trip. People were having dinner outside, which represented the company. When you said that the cakes you brought for him were seen, they thought the company was so poor that they couldn't afford to eat. When the boss went out, he had to eat steamed buns."

Upon hearing this, mother Zhang Sumei smiled bitterly, "I, why did I forget this? I didn't think so much. I just thought that my son could eat a bite of what I made outside."

She immediately smiled awkwardly, "Son, don't take this bun, you can eat it outside and don't let people see it."

Song Xiaofan shook his head, took the cake and said with a smile: "It's okay, mom, this is not a problem. I usually get hungry at night. I can just eat some steamed buns to make my stomach. Besides, it's not that particular. What can they do if they see it? Maybe someone is very envious. I have the steamed buns made by my mother."

Zhang Sumei chuckled, "What do you envy about this kid, a farmer's buns are you making?"

But although she said it, she could tell that she was very happy.

"Son, when you are away, you must pay attention to safety and don't easily have conflicts with others."

Song Qingshan reminded.

Listening to his parents' almost verbose words, Song Xiaofan did not feel annoyed, but on the contrary, he felt very warm.

He is lucky. At least he can have family concerns when he goes out, while some people are pitiful. He may have passed away since his childhood and experience the ups and downs of society alone.

After packing up his things, Song Xiaofan drove to the county town.

"Xiaofan, have you packed up?"

Lin Chu was waiting for him downstairs of the company. As soon as he met, there was a smile on her face.

Song Xiaofan nodded and smiled, "Yes, Lin Chu, I'm almost done, how are you?"

"I."

Lin Chu smiled with a pursed lips.

"I have nothing to clean up. There is a dinner party in the evening. My father and others saw us off. After dinner, we will go to the city and then the flight tomorrow afternoon. What do you think?"

"OK."

Song Xiaofan smiled and said, after having a meal with Mr. Lin and the others in the evening, Song Xiaofan said goodbye to Su Lan and the others and drove to the city.

It was already past ten o'clock in the evening when we arrived in the city.

Lin Chu had already arranged the hotel. Before coming, Song Xiaofan was thinking about whether the two of them would build a house, but he thought too much, and Lin Chu opened two rooms.

"Okay, Xiaofan, this is your house, this is mine."

Lin Chu pointed to the room and said with a smile.

Song Xiaofan smiled bitterly, "Lin Chu, I thought you opened a room."

Lin Chu was stunned, his face turned red, and he laughed, "What are you thinking? I'm afraid that President Su Lan and Mr. Su will find out, so he will fight for me."

I'll go.

Song Xiaofan smiled bitterly, "You are really good at joking. Why is she trying hard to find you?"

"What, you knowingly asked, right?"

Lin Chub glanced at me, "Okay, hurry up and have a rest. Tomorrow morning, there are still a few people coming over me. Let's go to Diancheng together, it's better to have more people."

Song Xiaofan let out a huh, returned to the room, took a shower, and put Xiao Huang out of the storage ring.

Since having this storage ring, Song Xiaofan no longer has to worry about wearing Xiao Huang.

"I don't know, how is Pan Lin?"

Song Xiaofan murmured, he really wanted to go over and see Pan Lin now.

Although this woman looks cold every time she sees him, she is serious and even a little cold-blooded.

But Song Xiaofan was a little embarrassed. After all, Pan Lin escaped from the killer industry because of him and followed him to do this. But Song Xiaofan understood that Pan Lin was actually not very safe.

The enemies before were already anxious to kill Pan Lin.

Song Xiaofan was about to call Pan Lin, but suddenly a call came. Song Xiaofan was stunned. It was Wang Feng who called.

I'll go.

Song Xiaofan was stunned, why was it her?

In his mind, Wang Feng's charming figure was lying in front of him that night in the hotel, and she reached in to massage.

To put it bluntly, this woman owes that what she owes.

However, even though she thought so, Song Xiaofan picked up the phone and smiled bitterly: "Sister Wang, why are you calling me so late?"

"Xiaofan."

Wang Feng's lazy voice sounded, and she pursed her lips and smiled, "What are you doing? Do you miss me, sister?"

Song Xiaofan thought to himself, I can’t sleep with you, but although he said that, he still nodded and smiled, “Sister Wang, why don’t you think about it? I think about it.”

Wang Feng giggled, "It's true, don't fool me."

Then she spoke slightly on the phone, "Okay, I won't joke with you anymore. Sister, I have something to ask you for trouble. Didn't you say last time that if my body hurts, you will help me massage, right?"

Song Xiaofan nodded when he heard this, "That's right Sister Wang."

Wang Feng smiled and said, "Then see if you can come here in the past two days, my back and pain have been damaged again."

Song Xiaofan let out a cry, and he thought he shouldn't have it. It's only been a few days since the mom, and when he massaged Wang Feng, he still injected a little spiritual energy into it. Logically speaking, it's probably half a year later that recurrence will be half a year later.

So the only thing is that this girl deliberately asked him to go?

Song Xiaofan immediately smiled bitterly and said, "Sister, why don't you feel uncomfortable? Tell me, I'll get some medicine for you, it should be almost done if you take it. In addition, although I am in the city now, I will go out for a long trip tomorrow."

Wang Feng snorted on the phone, "Scammer, have you forgotten your previous words?
Chapter completed!