On the other side.

Because he knew that Chu Jin was coming back, Zhao Yan got up early in the morning and planned to go to the nearby farm in person to pick some fresh fruits to Chu Jin. In fact, with the strength of the Chu family, if you want fresh fruits, you just need to move your mouth and don’t need to go there in person.

But Zhao Yan just wanted to pick it herself, so Chu Jin could eat it with confidence, and she was even more willing to give her. What she gave was not fruit, but a strong maternal love.

Zhao Yan did not mobilize the driver to send him off, but took the bus to the suburbs like an ordinary person. Like Chu Jin, she was a low-key person at heart.

Golden September and silver October, September is the most abundant fruit variety of the year.

The orchard is full of fruits of all colors.

After a while, Zhao Yan picked a large basket of winter dates, honey pomelo, pomegranate, green apple, pear, citrus, etc.

After paying, Zhao Yan took the fruit to the bus stop sign. Because she was holding the heavy fruit in her hand, Zhao Yan walked slowly. She had been focusing on the road ahead and did not notice that a young woman was standing on the balance bike and quickly rushed towards her.

"Clang." With a sound, Zhao Yan was directly hit on the ground. The fruits fell all over the ground, and a piece of skin was rubbed on the ground. At this time, blood beads were emitting out.

Seeing this, the young woman quickly helped the balance bike up, stood on the bike, ran away in a flash, and soon disappeared.

When people come and go, they are watching the fun, but no one has gone to help Zhao Yan up. In fact, the people in the supernatural world are very qualitative and caring. At this moment, they seem to have not seen Zhao Yan, as if something is blocking their sight.

Zhao Yan's head was knocked a little dizzy, and she supported her hands on the ground, but she didn't recover for a long time.

It was just that, a black car slowly stopped beside Zhao Yan and walked out of the car a young man in a black windbreaker was wearing a black hat. He was wearing a black hat on his head, and the brim of the hat cast a thick shadow on his face. He couldn't see his facial features clearly, leaving only a thin jaw.

Unlike those passers-by, the young man quickly walked to Zhao Yan, reached out to help her up, and said with concern, "Auntie, are you okay?"

Zhao Yan recovered from her senses at this moment and looked up at the young man. She was close to her, so she saw the other person's face clearly and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, "What a handsome young man."

"I'm fine, thank you, young man." Zhao Yan reached out and patted the dust on her pants.

"Auntie, no thanks, this is what we young people should do." As he said that, the young man squatted down and picked up the fruits scattered all over the floor.

Zhao Yan quickly squatted down, "Young man, I won't bother you anymore, I'll do it myself."

"It's okay," the young man smiled faintly and put the fruits in the gift box. "Auntie, you have injured your knees and arms, don't be busy, just let me come."

Zhao Yan smiled and said, "Thank you, young man, you are such a good person. There are not many young people like you now."

The young girl who bumped into her ran away without saying a word, and no one reached out to her in the crowd. Therefore, Zhao Yan had a good impression of this young man wearing a black windbreaker.

The young man quickly picked up all the fruits and handed them to Zhao Yan, "Auntie, I'll give it to you."

Because he was injured on his elbow, Zhao Yan reluctantly reached out, but the young man put the gift box on the side of the road and said to Zhao Yan, "Auntie, wait, my friend is a nurse, I'll let her get out of the car and treat you the wound."

Before Zhao Yan could refuse, the young man walked to the side of the car, opened the car door, and said a few words to the people in the car. After a moment, a long-haired woman walked down with a first aid kit.

"Hello, aunt, let me treat your wound." The long-haired woman walked to Zhao Yan with a smile.

Zhao Yan refused, "Thank you, girl, but there is no need to worry about it. My scratch is not a problem."

"It's okay," the long-haired woman smiled very gently, "Practicing medicine and saving people is our responsibility as a nurse, so you don't have to be so polite." After the speech, the woman accused the woman grabbed Zhao Yan's arm, picked up a medical cotton swab, and carefully cleaned the wound.

Zhao Yan knew that she had met a good person today, so she quickly smiled and said, "Thank you then, little girl."

"Auntie, you're welcome." The long-haired woman continued, "Auntie, my surname is Dai, just call me Xiao Dai."

Zhao Yan felt that she had seen Xiao Dai somewhere, but she couldn't remember where she was.

After treating the wound, the young man looked at Zhao Yan and said, "Auntie, you must not be able to take the bus back like this. Where are you living? Otherwise, I'll take you back."

"No, no," Zhao Yan waved his hand quickly, "I have troubled you a lot, how can I trouble you? I'll just take a taxi back. Young man, thank you both today."

"Auntie, no thanks." The young man glanced at Zhao Yan and continued, "This place is relatively remote and not easy to take a taxi. Otherwise, my aunt will ask me to take you back. Don't worry, I'm not a liar, I just feel very friendly when I see you, just like seeing your own mother."

The young man's words were very moved, which made Zhao Yan's heart softer. She looked at the young man and asked, "Child, where is your mother?"

"She..." the young man said in a hard voice, "She died when I was very young and left a photo."

Zhao Yan quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I don't know your mother..."

Zhao Yan knew the pain of losing a close relative, and also knew how hard it would be for a child to live without the protection of his mother. Isn’t it all sung in the lyrics?, a child without a mother, oak grass.

Zhao Yan instantly became maternal and felt sorry for the young man.

It's not easy to lose a mother at a young age.

"It's okay," the young man pretended to be relaxed and continued, "I've been used to it for so many years. Let's go, auntie, I'll take you back, but because Xiao Dai is going to work in the hospital, we may have to take a detour."

"Okay," Zhao Yan nodded, "Young man, I'll bother you."

"No trouble." The young man took two boxes of fruit on the ground to the car and carefully opened the door of the back seat for Zhao Yan, "Auntie, come up quickly."

"Okay." Zhao Yan nodded slightly and raised her foot into the car.

Xiao Dai sat in the back seat and saw Zhao Yan coming up and said enthusiastically, "Auntie, sit here."

Zhao Yan sat next to Xiao Dai and sighed, "Xiao Dai, you and the young man driving in front are both good people. Thanks to you today."

"Auntie, you don't need to say that," Xiao Dai patted Zhao Yan's hand. "Modern society is different from before. If anyone is a person today, he will definitely lend a helping hand when he sees you like this."

The young man sitting in the driver's seat said, "Auntie, my surname is Song, just call me Xiao Song."

In fact, this young man and woman are nothing but Song Shiqin and Daiyu.

"Xiao Song, is it Song of the Song Dynasty?" Zhao Yan continued to ask.

"It's Song Dynasty from the Song Dynasty." Song Shiqin replied with a smile.

"Then you and Xiao Dai are..." Zhao Yan kept silent and turned back and forth between the two.

These two men are so talented and beautiful, they are so kind-hearted, they should be lovers.

"She and I are just ordinary friends." Song Shiqin replied in a faint tone.

Daiyu also said, "Auntie, I already have a boyfriend."

"Oh, that's it," Zhao Yan continued, "Xiao Song, have you talked to a girlfriend?" Zhao Yan is not a person who talks a lot, but she just admires this young young man for no reason, so she talks too much.

"I haven't yet." Song Shiqin replied.

"Xiao Song, then how old are you this year?" Zhao Yan continued.

"It's thirty-three, I'm not in a hurry." Song Shiqin said while driving.

"Thirty-three, that's not too young. My daughter is about ten years younger than you and is pregnant. You should hurry up." Zhao Yan continued, "It's a pity that my daughter is already married, otherwise I will definitely match you up."

The reason why Zhao Yan said this is not because she doesn’t like Mo Zhixuan.

But I feel sorry for Song Shiqin. The man stands at thirty years old, but Song Shiqin is still thirty-three and has not yet started a family. This is because there is no mother working hard behind him.

Upon hearing this, Song Shiqin chuckled. If someone sat beside him, he would definitely find that all the warmth appeared in his eyes at this time.

Song Shiqin was not talking, and Daiyu next to her continued, "Auntie, I see that you have extraordinary temperament, your daughter must be very beautiful too."

Zhao Yan nodded, and all the kindness appeared in her eyes was full of kindness, "Yes, my daughter is very beautiful, just as beautiful as you, Dai." Daiyu was simply not in contrast with Chu Jin, but in Zhao Yan's eyes, spiritual beauty is also very important. Although Daiyu is not as beautiful as Chu Jin, she has a good heart.

"Auntie, don't joke with me." Daiyu said with a smile, "How can I compare with your daughter?"

Zhao Yan laughed and talked about Chu Jin, her eyes became gentler, "My daughter is the best daughter in the world. She is like you, a very good-minded person..."

Song Shiqin, in the driver's seat, listened very seriously and asked casually, "Auntie, your daughter is so outstanding, what about your son-in-law? How did he treat you and your daughter?"

"It's great, too," Zhao Yan nodded, "My son-in-law is also very outstanding. He loves my daughter very much and has nothing to say to me..."

As Song Shiqin listened, the warm color in his eyes gradually faded, and he held the steering wheel tightly with both hands. Because of excessive force, his fingers were slightly white. It seemed that Zhao Yan was very satisfied with Mo Zhixuan.

Zhao Yan was talking about Mo Zhixuan's goodness, and suddenly a sniffled, and the car that was originally driving quickly suddenly stopped. Because of the sudden force, Zhao Yan's head slammed hard on the back of the front seat. Fortunately, Daiyu held Zhao Yan's shoulder in time, "Auntie, are you okay?"

Song Shiqin also came to his senses at this time and turned around apologetically, "Auntie, I'm sorry, someone crossed the road just now, so I had to brake suddenly."

"It's okay," Zhao Yan smiled and raised her head, "Safety is the most important."

Zhao Yan is a very understanding person.

The car continued to drive forward. Ten minutes later, Daiyu got out of the car, said hello to Zhao Yan, and then walked towards the hospital gate. This is the central hospital of the supernatural world, and there is not much road from the Mo family. Chu Jin had a prenatal check-up here last time.

"Auntie, I'll take you back now. Where is your home?" Song Shiqin, who was in the driver's seat, turned around and asked politely.

Zhao Yan reported the address, and soon the car stopped again.

Song Shiqin got out of the car and personally opened the door for Zhao Yan, "Auntie, we're here."

Zhao Yan got out of the car with a smile, looked up at Song Shiqin, and said with gratitude, "Xiao Song, thank you so much today. I've been home anyway, why don't you go to my aunt's house to have some tea."

"Thank you, aunt, no need, I made an appointment in the afternoon." Song Shiqin politely refused.

Now, Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan cannot find themselves, otherwise the subsequent plan will not be realized.

He didn't believe it, Mo Zhixuan could win over himself again and again.

Zhao Yan continued, "That's it, Xiao Song, why don't you leave me a phone number and Auntie invites you and Xiao Dai to have delicious food some other day." Zhao Yan really likes a kind-hearted young man like Song Shiqin. After all, if it weren't for Song Shiqin today, she would have suffered a great loss.

"Okay." Song Shiqin took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Yan, "Auntie, this is my business card. If you have any questions, you can call me anytime."

A black business card.

There is no excessive introduction, only the name and mobile phone number.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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