In one hand, she was holding a patched army green cloth bag, one of which was embroidered with a naive little red pig, and with the other hand, she was walking slowly along the path beside the road with her waist supported.

The two approached each other head-on, and when they took a closer look at the face of the person opposite, Cheng Zhou was hesitating whether to say hello, maybe he didn't remember him at all.

But the pregnant aunt smiled and said, "Little comrade, we meet again."

Cheng Zhou got stuck in his mouth for a while, and didn't know how to address the other party. It seemed a bit old to call him auntie, and it seemed wrong to call him auntie.

The pregnant aunt seemed to see Cheng Zhou's embarrassment, and said proactively, "My surname is Song, Song Zhenzhu, you can call me Big Sister Song."

"Hey, Sister Song, do you still remember me?" Cheng Zhou knew how to address her now, and talked to her with a smile.

"Of course I remember, you came to buy watches with another young man yesterday, where else?" Song Zhenzhu glanced left and right, but didn't see the tall young man.

"He's gone to work, Sister Song, are you going home? Are you alone?" Cheng Zhou saw Sister Song's pregnant belly as big as a washbasin from a distance, and always felt frightened, afraid that she would die in the next second. fell down.

"Yes, my house is not far away. It's in the alley in front of me. Comrade, I'll go first." Song Zhenzhu held her big belly, her legs were sore after standing for a long time, and she didn't intend to say more, so she said a few words Just get ready to go.

Cheng Zhou hurriedly said, "Okay, Sister Song, be careful and pay attention to the stones on the roadside."

"Hey, I know." Song Zhenzhu waved her hand in disapproval, she was walking carefully.

Cheng Zhou stood there worryingly, seeing her walking steadily to the end of the street, and then turning into the alley, he felt relieved, turned around and walked straight to the bookstore.

This time, he needs to buy some books, so he has to start learning how to read. By the way, he will also buy some newspapers to understand the current affairs and the general environment here. Although he certainly doesn't know most of the characters, when Huo Yueze comes back, he can read it to himself. read.

Thinking of Huo Yueze, the corners of Cheng Zhou's mouth raised slightly, and he couldn't help but start to giggle. He came to a tree and suddenly came back to his senses. He paused, slapped himself on the forehead, and couldn't help but spurn his stupidity: " What are you smirking about? What an idiot."

But his eyes were still full of smiles, obviously in a good mood.

Cheng Zhou walked into the bookstore. There was not much space inside. The dusty bookshelves were filled with all kinds of books, and he couldn't understand the titles of some of them.

He simply walked to the small table in front and asked, "Comrade, I want to buy some newspapers, are there any here?"

The owner of the bookstore is a young man. Hearing this, he raised his head and looked Cheng Zhou up and down strangely, and said in surprise, "Newspapers are not sold here, I have to go to the post office to buy them."

This little comrade doesn't look stupid, why did he come to the bookstore to buy newspapers?

Cheng Zhou immediately patted his forehead to cover up: "Yes, yes, I made a mistake. My elder brother specifically asked me to go to the post office to buy it, but I forgot it as soon as I turned my head."

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