Before Yu Jinwen could speak, the aunt came out of the house and said to Nan Song: "Xiao Yu heard that our roof was leaking, so he went up there without saying a word. He was like walking over eaves and walls. His legs and feet are so nimble, it scares me.

It's not easy. It's too dangerous up there. Xiao Yu, please come down quickly. There's no need to repair this broken house."

"I was so scared that I peed..." The uncle came out of the toilet shaking, his face still white.

The aunt embarrassed him, "Looking at your potential, you are not afraid of others laughing at you."

The uncle was a little dissatisfied and said: "When I was young, my legs and feet were very flexible. I could go up to the house and lift the tiles easily. Isn't this because I am getting older? I am afraid of heights."

The aunt curled her lips to save face for him in front of outsiders and did not expose him.

Nan Song smiled faintly, looked up at Yu Jinwen, and said, "Do you need me to go up and help?"

She had been thinking about going to Fangjiewa for more than a day or two.

"Don't go to the house to remove the tiles," Yu Jinwen saw her little thoughts and said with a smile, "It's just a matter of replacing a few tiles. It will be done soon. I can handle it myself."

Okay, the appeal to the Shangfang Jiewa has been rejected.

Nan Song finished washing. She didn't take a shower last night, so her hair was a little oily today. She felt that her image could not be saved at all.

I simply tied my hair into two fishbone braids, and borrowed two pieces of red wool from my aunt to braid them into my hair.

It looks pretty good when compiled.

She admired it in the mirror, and the next second someone grabbed her pigtails.

Yu Jinwen didn't know when he came down from the roof, came to her side, looked at her braid, "Weaved some wool in?"

"Yeah." Nan Song raised her two braids beside her ears, "Doesn't it look good?"

"Good-looking." Yu Jinwen raised his lower lip, "My wife is really ingenious."

"Why is it your wife?"

Nan Song glanced at him lightly, "Stop putting gold on your face."

Yu Jinwen looked at her, sighed, and said slowly: "After sleeping, you turn your back on me and refuse to recognize anyone else. It's so heartless."

"..."

Nan Song didn't expect that he could say such shameless words, and his face immediately turned red. He raised his foot and was about to kick him when he saw a photo frame behind him. His raised foot suddenly stopped and his expression changed.

He was already prepared to be kicked, but unexpectedly she stopped moving again. Seeing that her expression was wrong, Yu Jinwen asked, "What's wrong?"

Follow her line of sight and look over.

Nan Song walked behind him, picked up the photo frame placed on the TV cabinet, and was stunned when he looked at the girl in the bachelor's uniform in the photo.

"This is..." The photo on the ID card she had seen in the hospital flashed through her mind.

It's her!

Yu Jinwen came over and asked, "Do you know him?"

"It's time to eat."

The aunt walked into the back room and called Yu Jinwen and Nan Song over to eat. When she saw her holding a photo frame, she said, "This is my daughter, Nan Nan."

"It's Lu Nan, right?" Nan Song's throat was slightly choked.

The aunt nodded, "It's called Lu Nan. My son's name is Lu Bei. The old man has no education, and I can't tell the difference between north and south, so he gave these two names to the two children. Their siblings are twins, one from the south and the other from the north.

If he were still alive, he would be twenty-five years old this year and would have graduated from college."

Nan Song was deeply shocked.

Surprisingly, it is such a coincidence...could this be a fateful meeting?

When Yu Jinwen heard the name "Lu Nan", his eyes were shocked and he couldn't help but look towards Nan Song.

"Old lady, where's the spoon?" The uncle called to the aunt in the kitchen.

As soon as the aunt walked out, Yu Jinwen asked softly, "Is this how you got the name 'Lu Nansong'?"
Chapter completed!