Everyone's been reborn, so who would bother finding a wife on their own?

Chapter 21 Future

After summer vacation, it will be sixth grade.

The last year of elementary school.

The honor roll at the school gate has been updated, with red background and yellow lettering, listing the top ten students in the last semester's final exams.

The first name: Xiao Yunqing.

Second name: Song Huan.

These two names remained on the honor roll for five years.

From first grade to sixth grade, my position has never changed.

Parents dropping off their children always look up and glance at the scene as they pass by.

"Oh, these two again."

"Xiao Yunqing, Song Huan... why is it still them?"

"Did these two secure the top two spots?"

"Look at other people's children!"

Some parents have been watching their children here for five years, from first grade to sixth grade. The names on the honor roll have changed again and again, but the first two have remained unchanged.

"Let's go, let's go, stop looking, it's not yours anyway."

"I'm just curious, what's the background of these two kids?"

No one can answer this question.

Under the shade of the trees on the playground, Song Huan sat on a bench, holding a bottle of water, looking into the distance.

Several boys surrounded Xiao Yunqing, their faces flushed, and they stammered as they spoke.

Xiao Yunqing, a sixth-grader, was already a stunning beauty.

She's grown taller again, her ponytail is still tied high, her eyebrows and eyes have matured, she has dimples when she smiles, and a slightly cold demeanor when she's not smiling.

Guys fall for this.

The colder it is, the more they huddle together.

Here come a few more water deliverymen.

Song Huan watched from afar as the boys pushed and shoved each other until a tall, thin guy was pushed out, clutching a bottle of cola, his face as red as a monkey's bottom.

Xiao Yunqing stood there, her expression indifferent.

She said a few words, and the tall, thin man lowered his head and slunk away, followed by the other boys.

After walking for a while, one of them, still unwilling to give up, turned back for a second look.

Just then, Xiao Yunqing ran in another direction and grabbed the person sitting on the bench.

He couldn't see the man's face clearly, but he did see Xiao Yunqing holding his arm.

He was completely heartbroken.

"Resolved?"

Song Huan raised an eyebrow, her tone indifferent.

Xiao Yunqing sat down next to him, pouting.

"It's so annoying! All they do is bring me water or snacks all day. Can't they just focus on studying?"

Song Huan didn't speak, thinking to herself, "How could you possibly understand Xiao Chu Nan's thoughts?"

Xiao Yunqing took a bottle of cola out of her bag and handed it to him.

"Do you want it?"

Song Huan stared at the bottle of cola, momentarily stunned.

Then, almost as if possessed, I asked, "Did someone else give it to you?"

Xiao Yunqing's smile froze.

The next second, the Coke bottle smashed into his stomach.

"Song Huan!"

"I bought this especially for you! Take it or leave it!"

She stood up to leave.

Song Huan clutched her stomach and quickly grabbed her with her other hand.

"Drink, drink, I'll drink, okay?"

Xiao Yunqing stopped and turned around to glare at him.

Song Huan unscrewed the bottle cap and tilted her head back to take a big gulp.

"It's so delicious!"

Xiao Yunqing then sat down again and snorted.

"That's more like it."

Song Huan sipped his cola, looked at her pouting profile, and suddenly laughed. "Want to come to my house for dinner tonight?"

Xiao Yunqing turned to look at him in surprise.

"My dad agreed?"

"Yes, Uncle Xiao has agreed."

Xiao Yunqing's eyes lit up.

"Okay, okay!"

All the anger on her face vanished, and she smiled so broadly that her eyes curved into crescent moons.

[Braised pork belly, braised pork belly, braised pork belly...]

When Song Huan heard her thoughts, she almost choked on her cola.

This girl, that's all she's thinking about.

However, to be fair, Zhang Xuejuan's cooking skills have improved very quickly in recent years, and her braised pork is even better than the ones sold in restaurants.

……

In the evening, the two walked together toward Song Huan's house.

Xiao Yunqing walked ahead, her steps light and quick, her ponytail swaying back and forth.

Song Huan followed behind, carrying her schoolbag in her hand.

I don't know when it started, but this became his standard practice.

"What are you cooking today, Auntie?"

"have no idea."

"There must be braised pork, right?"

"You wish!"

"Definitely!"

Xiao Yunqing turned around and made a face at him, then continued skipping forward.

Song Huan watched her retreating figure and smiled.

This girl has been coming to his house for free meals for five or six years.

At first, they were polite, greeting the uncles and aunts when they entered, eating slowly and carefully, and helping to clear the table after they finished eating.

Things gradually changed later.

She walked in, slumped onto the sofa, and called out, "Auntie, I'm hungry," before waiting for dinner to be served.

Zhang Xuejuan didn't mind; she would cook a few more dishes every time she came.

According to her, Xiaoyunduo is like her own daughter, so there's no need to be so polite.

As soon as the door opened, the aroma of food wafted out.

"Aunt!"

Xiao Yunqing rushed in and headed straight for the kitchen.

Zhang Xuejuan was cooking when she turned around and glanced at her.

"You're here? Wash your hands and eat right away."

"Okay!"

Xiao Yunqing rushed out again and ran into the bathroom.

Song Huan changed her shoes, put her two schoolbags away, and went to the living room.

Song Wentao was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper. When he saw him come in, he looked up at him.

"Little Cloud is here?"

"Um."

Song Wentao smiled but didn't say anything.

[That Huanhuan is a lucky boy!]

Upon hearing this, Song Huan pretended not to hear and sat down on the sofa.

The food is served.

Braised pork belly, sweet and sour pork ribs, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and a seaweed and egg drop soup.

Xiao Yunqing stared at the plate of braised pork, her eyes lighting up.

"Auntie, you're the best!"

Zhang Xuejuan smiled and picked up a piece for her.

"Eat more, you're too thin."

Xiao Yunqing took the bowl and buried her head in her food.

Watching from the side, Song Huan couldn't help but say, "Slow down, no one's going to take it from you."

"Aren't you human?"

Xiao Yunqing looked up and glared at him, then continued eating.

Looking at the two children, Song Wentao suddenly spoke, "After this summer vacation, you'll be going to junior high school, right?"

Xiao Yunqing nodded.

Song Huan covered her face.

Dad, isn't this a very obvious question? How can you even ask that? Have you ever cared what grade I'm in?

Song Wentao cleared his throat and asked, "Have you decided which school you want to apply to?"

Xiao Yunqing glanced at Song Huan but didn't say anything.

Zhang Xuejuan chimed in from the side, "They both have such good grades, they'll definitely get into the same school. It would be so nice to go to and from school together."

Xiao Yunqing lowered her head and ate her rice, her ears turning red.

Song Wentao laughed, "That's true. If we've been together since kindergarten, in elementary school, and in middle school, that would be a real fate."

Zhang Xuejuan nodded and looked at the two children.

"Wouldn't it be great if we could go to high school together and college together too?"

Xiao Yunqing's ears turned even redder.

But she didn't say anything, she just secretly glanced at Song Huan.

Song Huan was eating with her head down, seemingly not hearing anything.

But Xiao Yunqing didn't know that he had heard it.

I heard the soft, gentle words in her heart.

[OK.]

After finishing their meal, Xiao Yunqing helped clear the table and then sat for a while longer.

It's getting dark; she should go home.