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Chapter 43

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    You are the light.  Without you, I wouldn't be where I am now.

    You are good-looking, but I feel that fat boys are not good enough for you; you have a good-looking smile, and you always look into the eyes of anyone you talk to, so I feel that you should treat others more seriously; you are so innocent and cute, and I feel that  You have to be like this forever, I will do the rest

    In the past, you were a distant light, only shining brightly; now, you are a light beside me, bright and warm.

    I got the sun.

    Song Yiyuan didn¡¯t know about such a love that was close to the ideal of survival.  He didn't need her to know either.

    The two of them returned home. Father Song and Mother Song were already asleep. Aunt Zhao told the two of them that Mother Song sat in silence for a while and then entered the house.

    Nothing happened all night.

    The next day, Mrs. Song got up very early, stewed the chicken, turned on low heat, and said to Aunt Zhao: "She likes to eat Codonopsis pilosula, so I put in two more pilos. This will simmer for four hours." She took off her apron.  He looked down and said with a solemn expression, "Her father and I will go back first. You tell her."

    Aunt Zhao quickly followed her and said, "Sister Qin, why are you leaving? You've only been here two days!"

    Mother Song didn¡¯t say much, she just said, ¡°I¡¯ve been troubling you for the past two days.¡±

    "Where are you talking?" Aunt Zhao followed her into the room. Seeing that Mrs. Song's luggage had been packed and she must leave, she said, "What time is it? Why do you have to have breakfast before leaving?" she added  , "Mr. Yu and Yuanyuan haven't gotten up yet. If your girl wakes up and finds that her parents are gone, she will be so disappointed."

    Song¡¯s mother slapped her hands.

    "Forget it, she doesn't want to see me, and I don't want to see her either." He picked up the box, "so that we don't get tired of looking at each other."

    Seeing that they were really about to leave, Aunt Zhao had no choice but to say, "Then I'll go up and call them."

    "Don't scream." Song's mother said, "What's the point of screaming? The two of them came back so late last night and didn't know what time they went to bed. I won't disturb their sleep." Then she left.

    Aunt Zhao had neither time to run up to call for someone nor the ability to keep someone around, so she had no choice but to send Mother Song and Father Song into the car and told them to pay attention to safety on the road.

    Looking at the car driving away, Aunt Zhao sighed softly: "Every family has sutras that are difficult to recite."

    Song Yiyuan kept Song¡¯s mother in mind. She woke up at around seven o¡¯clock. After washing, she went downstairs and found that there was no one in the living room. A thick aroma of chicken soup wafted out from the kitchen, and the whole living room was filled with delicious fragrance.  Aunt Zhao heard the noise and came out and said, "Sister Qin has left."

    "I can't keep them, Sister Qin must leave, and she won't let me call you."

    Song Yiyuan said "hmm".

    "Hey, but ah, Sister Qin got up at five o'clock to kill the chicken and prepare the ingredients. She made a pot of chicken soup with the Codonopsis pilosula that you like to eat."

    Song Yiyuan smelled it as soon as she went out.  She said "Yeah" again.

    "You guys slept late last night, so you should catch up on your sleep before eating. Chicken soup is just right at that time."

    Song Yiyuan went back to the bedroom.

    Yu Yi just woke up and didn't touch anyone. Just as he was about to open his eyes, a slightly cool Song Yiyuan got into his arms.

    "Mom is gone, let's go back to sleep."

    "Yeah." He kissed her hair gently.

    Song Yiyuan arched her head and closed her eyes.  Yu Yi patted her.

    Take it easy.

    When Cao Zhenzhu learned about this, he praised her as a teachable child.  Song Yiyuan dug out the boxes of books sealed in the bookcase, and put on headphones to talk to Cao Zhenzhu on the phone.

    "I just want to think about one thing right now."

    "uh-huh?"

    "Postgraduate entrance examination." She opened the box with gloves on, "I want to take the entrance examination back to Y University. I will get up from where I fell."

    "I have thought about it carefully. I will try to write it myself, and try my best to write about the spiritual food that a certain group of people really needs; but I should also try to find that person, just like the teacher believes in me, I will go  Trust that person and let him write better things." After a pause, he said, "I have often been thinking these days why there are no masters in China now?"

    "uh-huh?"

    "One of the things that comes to mind is that because there are no masters in this society, we are often eager to label new people who have shown a little bit of talent in a certain aspect as 'xx second' or 'little xx'"  . This is an era where it is too easy to become famous and the media is extremely developed. Because of this, too many good talents have been ruined by the sudden fame and fortune. This society does not give people time to settle down. Everyone is trying to encourage them. Why?  Will there be a master?¡±

    "So I want to go back to campus to discover those talented people and guide them to calm down and be practical.??, asked: "I'm done, how long do you have?"

    Yu Yi pretended to click on the computer and said, "Right away."

    "Then I'll take a shower first?"

    Yu Yi immediately turned off the computer and said, "Let's go."

    Song Yiyuan became extremely sleepy after taking a shower. She habitually scrolled through Weibo before going to bed. After just two scrolls, her phone suddenly fell from her hand and fell into the gap between the pillows.  She didn't care, rubbed the quilt, wrapped herself up, and fell asleep immediately.

    Yu Yi noticed her dozing off but insisting on checking Weibo, thinking how could her daughter-in-law be so cute.  He picked up Song Yiyuan's dropped cell phone, turned it off and put it somewhere next to her, then hugged her and fell asleep contentedly.

    Since Song Yiyuan decided to take the postgraduate entrance examination, the two of them spent more time together in the study room in their daily interactions.

    Aren¡¯t there two study rooms?

    We have to start with the stupid guy.

    One day, Song Yiyuan closed the door as usual. Not long after, she heard a little ding-ding-dong-dong sound over there, and then suddenly, a "bang -" sound.

    Song Yiyuan opened the door and looked at it, and was shocked.  The study door fell down, and Yu Yi stood innocently at the door, still a little surprised.

    Song Yiyuan couldn¡¯t laugh or cry: ¡°What are you doing?¡±

    "The door is broken."

    "How can something good be bad?"

    Yu Yi said nothing.

    Song Yiyuan had no choice but to ask Uncle Wang to hire someone to repair it, and then, like a mother teaching her son, "Open the door if you want to, and come and see me if you want to see me. What mistake did he make to deserve to be hurt like this?"

    The silly guy shrugged and pulled his head.

    Song Yiyuan couldn't hold it in any longer, smiled, opened the door here, and said, "Okay, okay, you can work now."

    The two of them simply shared a study room.

    Song Yiyuan was a little more bohemian and replaced a new carpet in the study, sitting on the floor and reading every day.  Professional books were scattered all over the floor, all of them by Song Yiyuan.

    Since Song Yiyuan came over, the only thing left in Yu Yi¡¯s territory is the computer desk, and sometimes even the computer desk doesn¡¯t belong to him.  But he indulges without any bottom line, and he is still happy in his heart?

    The two of them stayed in a study room, Yu Yi typed and Song Yiyuan read.  Very quiet and comfortable.  The corners of their mouths were raised unconsciously.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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