Return after rebirth: The devil who helps his brother becomes the devil who kills his brother

The next day, Song Pan'er yawned and sent the first part of "The Puppy Returns Home" with good hopes, as well as two short stories.

Song Paner stayed up all night last night and wrote all night.

Ding Min stayed up with her.

Listening to the occasional sound of paper being flipped from Song Paner's bed, she scratched her heart with curious paws and rolled over all night long.

Finally, she made it to the next day. While Song Pan'er was not in the dormitory, she secretly ran to Song Pan'er's bed, rummaged around and took out a composition book from under the pillow.

"What is this? Puppy Returns Home Part 2? What is this?" Ding Min flipped through the composition text and read it in a murmur.

"After Panpan returned to his hometown, although he lived a happy life, the separation from his good friend Qian Duoduo made it..."

"lay down!"

Song Pan'er, who had just returned from sending the letter, happened to catch Ding Min peeking at her manuscript. He couldn't help but shout angrily.

Ding Min, who was peeping, was frightened and suddenly raised his head and hit the bed railing.

"Ouch~ my head..."

"Ding Min, who allowed you to tamper with my things?" Song Pan'er snatched the manuscript from Ding Min's hand and asked coldly.

"What's so great about it? It's written in such a mess, who cares about it?" Ding Min unreasonably disturbed her and walked away.

Song Pan'er looked at the manuscript in her hand and turned it over twice. Fortunately, she only wrote the beginning. She couldn't leave it in the open so casually in the future.

Song Pan'er didn't think about telling the teacher. After all, it could be seen in the first few days of school that Ding Min's family and the class teacher should have some personal relationships, so there was no need to do it if it was useless.

Song Paner put the manuscript into her schoolbag and carried it away.

It was the weekend holiday, and students in small groups walked in from outside the school carrying some snacks and passed by Song Pan'er. The aroma of the roasted chicken rack went straight to Song Pan'er's nose.

Song Pan'er sniffed, bumped her schoolbag, and went to the family building behind the school with firm eyes.

Railway Middle School was established in 1968 and was formerly a kindergarten for employees of the Railway Bureau.

In the early days, in order to solve the housing problem of railway workers' families, the Railway Bureau built a large area of ​​​​employee family buildings nearby.

Later, the railway bureau moved and the school expanded. Most of the staff buildings were demolished, leaving only a railway home community as the family building of the new school.

Around the community, various living supporting facilities are very complete. Railway hospital, railway shopping mall, and even a small event plaza.

Song Paner walked around the community and was very satisfied. She made up her mind to buy a house in Railway Homes.

From now on, I won’t have to live in a dormitory, and my grandma won’t have to go back and forth by car when setting up a stall every day.

There were very few real estate agents at this time. If you wanted to buy a house, you had to go to the sales office to buy a new house and then get an introduction from an acquaintance.

Song Pan'er didn't go anywhere, she went straight to the small square, got close to a few old ladies who were chatting lively, smiled, and said:

"Hello grandma, are you enjoying the sun here?"

"Well! Whose little girl are you from? She looks strange!"

In the middle, an old lady wearing glasses took the conversation quickly.

"It's just a stranger, I've never seen it before! Hey! Do you think he is prettier than the kid in the calcium supplement commercial?"

"Indeed, it looks better than the one on TV!"

"Look at that little nose and eyes, they are so lively."

......

"Child, you are not from this home, are you?"

Several old ladies were chattering away. Song Pan'er opened her mouth several times, but no words came back. Finally, the old lady wearing glasses spoke and brought the topic back.

Song Pan'er hurriedly opened her mouth, "Grandma, I am not a member of the family home yet, but I think the environment and people in our family home are very good. I wanted to ask you if there are any houses for sale in this community. I also I want to live here.”

After a thousand wears and flattery, Song Pan'er first put on a high hat for these old ladies.

"Then you are really discerning. Our family home is so good! A few days ago..."

The old lady next to her started to change the topic again, and Song Paner quickly took over, "Yeah! I looked around and it was really good. Grandmas, is there anyone selling a house in our community? I want to buy it. .”

"There are not many houses for sale. In such a good community, I have never heard of anyone wanting to move out." The old lady wearing a little hat loves to talk. When Song Paner said that she wanted to buy a house, she immediately picked up the conversation. .

"I really haven't heard anyone talk about selling a house." Other old ladies also agreed.

"Hey! Is that Wang Qinghua retiring? Isn't she allowed to move in with her son? Isn't her house for sale?"

The old lady wearing glasses suddenly thought of this and spoke out.

"Hey! Don't tell me, it's really possible for her to sell her house. Her son is in Beijing. Doesn't she always show off that her house in Beijing has an elevator? It's really possible for her to move in with her son."

Song Pan'er had no hope at first, but after hearing these words, her heart started to move again.

"Grandma, can you help me find out? I really like our community." Song Pan'er looked at the old lady wearing glasses with a pleading look on her face.

"Zhong, I'm just sitting here chatting anyway. I'll go with you to ask Mrs. Wang. Sisters, you chat for now. I'll be back in a while." The old lady stood up and patted her butt. , said cheerfully.

"Go, go, come back quickly, I'll be late when I come back, and the hair will be gone."

"It's just you old guys who don't have many teeth. How fast can you eat it?"

"Haha, even if I don't have teeth, I won't delay eating."

After teasing a few old ladies, the old lady wearing glasses led Song Paner away.

On the way, this helpful old lady kept talking to Song Pan'er about how nice the people in this community were and how comfortable it was to live there.