Although mother Rong said it was not necessary.

But just after lunch, Song Xing took Shang Yuqian and set off.

There is indeed a small town to the south of Sun Village.

After going down the mountain, there is still about a dozen miles to go.

But fortunately, after going down the mountain, he met Xiao Shitou's grandfather, who happened to be going to the town to sell sweet potatoes.

The old people in Sun Village basically know Song Xingye.

Shitou's grandfather had an electric tricycle, so the two of them took the tricycle to the town.

The mountain road is not easy to walk, and the tricycle is very old.

The two of them huddled among a cart of sweet potatoes, bumping on the mountain road.

Fortunately, an hour later, they also arrived in the small town.

Although it is a small town, it is not lively.

Most of the people here have also moved away.

The only ones left are old people, women and children.

Fortunately, there are still some small shops in the town, where you can buy some daily necessities, food and vegetables.

Good luck today.

Old Zhang from the pork shop just killed a pig this afternoon.

Song Xing also bought three catties of pork and some sausages.

Then I went to the vegetable market to buy some celery and corn.

When passing by the only fruit shop at the end, Song Xing also bought two bunches of bananas for the children.

In fact, children are not short of fruits, because there are many fruit trees next to the school.

Apples, oranges, peaches and apricots, they can't finish it every year.

But tropical fruits like bananas are a luxury for them.

In the end, Song Xing also bought two barrels of oil and a bunch of daily necessities.

Both of them had their hands full.

Song Xing also said happily: "We'll go back later and make dumplings. We eat dumplings every year when Rong's mother celebrates her birthday."

It just so happened that Xiao Shitou's grandfather's sweet potato leaves sold about the same.

The last bag left, grandpa did not sell it, saying that it was given to them so that they could take it to school to cook porridge for the children.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, they took a tricycle back to school with a bumpy ride.

It just so happened that the children's afternoon classes were over.

Hearing that dumplings were being made, all the children came to help.

All the children are small experts, kneading dough and rolling skin.

Shang Yuqian was sitting at the door peeling corn kernels. Because of his slow movements, Xiao Shitou and the others disliked him.

Over there, Song Xing and Rong's mother have already prepared the meat filling.

Then everyone made dumplings together.

Although those children are small, their bags look decent.

After the dumplings were wrapped, the water in the iron pot on the stove was already boiling.

Mother Rong lowered the dumplings one by one, and the white and fat dumplings floated up after cooking for a while.

Song Xing also made another simple birthday cake.

It's just a chicken cake made of egg flour and corn oil.

Although there is no cream, there are some fruits on it, which looks decent.

Half an hour later, everyone gathered around a long table for dinner.

On the table is a large bowl of dumplings and a fruit cake.

There is a candle on the cake.

Song Xing also turned off the lights, lit the candles, and asked Mother Rong to make a wish.

In the candlelight, Mother Rong had a kind smile on her face. She closed her eyes and put her hands piously on her chest, just like she was praying in a church before.

After making her wish, she opened her eyes and blew out the candles.

As the lights in the house came on, the children sang happy birthday neatly.

Tears welled up in Mother Rong's eyes.

After singing, Rong's mother said: "Okay, let's eat."

The children happily started eating dumplings.

Pork and celery stuffing, with some corn kernels added, tastes fresh and sweet in the mouth.

Shang Yuqian's appetite is also surprisingly good.

I don't know why, although these ingredients are average, they taste much better than those Michelin's top ingredients.

Perhaps it is more important who to eat with.

After coming here, it really seems to have entered a paradise.

All mundane worlds are left behind.

And these children's simple faces and joyful laughter seem to be able to baptize the soul.

There is a lack of supplies here, but they are so happy and satisfied.

After dinner, at the request of the children, Song Xing also went to the children's dormitory to tell them stories.

Song Xing didn't come out until all the children were asleep.

By this time, it was already 09:30.

Song Xing also returned to the room, but Shang Yuqian was nowhere to be seen.

Song Xing also searched around the yard again.

Then he went to the kitchen again, but Shang Yuqian was still nowhere to be seen.

Where did Shang Yuqian go?

This school is so big, how could a big living person disappear.

Song Xing also walked around in the yard anxiously.

There was no signal in the mountains, and she couldn't make a phone call.

Just when Song Xing was in a hurry and didn't know what to do, there was a chuckle from above his head.

Song Xing also looked up.

He was so angry that he almost cursed on the spot.

At this time, Shang Yuqian was lying leisurely on the huge forked branches of the ginkgo tree.

Youzai looked at her leisurely.

So just now she was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, and he saw it all.

He just kept quiet on purpose.

Song Xing also beat the trunk angrily: "Shang Yuqian, come down for me!"

Shang Yuqian smirked: "I won't come down, you can come up if you have the ability."

This ginkgo tree is thick and big, the bottom is bare, and the top is indeed densely branched.

It is not an easy thing to climb up.

Song Xing also gritted his teeth and lifted his sleeves.

Then 30 seconds later, he was already holding onto the branch, looking down at Shang Yuqian.

Shang Yuqian was also very surprised: "Song Xingye, are you the reincarnation of a monkey?"

The way she climbed the tree just now was as nimble as a special soldier in the army.

He probably didn't know that the skill of climbing a tree was as effortless as eating and sleeping for children who grew up in an orphanage.

Song Xing also stood on the fork of a branch that was a little taller than Shang Yuqian, and waved his small fist at him: "I am not only the reincarnation of a monkey, but also the reincarnation of a tiger. I can punch you to the ground with one punch."

Song Xing was still angry, he didn't know how worried she was when she couldn't find him just now.

The corner of Shang Yuqian's mouth curled up.

He looked completely different from his usual seriousness.

He stretched out his arm and shook the branch that Song Xing also stepped on.

When Song Xing was unsteady and wobbling, he sat up and fished her over easily.

Song Xing also fell directly into Shang Yuqian's arms.

Song Xing also bumped his forehead against his chin.

The bodies of the two were tightly pressed together.

Song Xing was also completely sitting on his lap, or straddling him.

Her body was also tightly encircled by Shang Yuqian, and the current posture of the two of them was like a connected branch, intertwined and tightly entwined.

Song Xing also just felt a sudden pain from being hit on his forehead.

She hasn't realized how ambiguous their posture is now...

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