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Chapter 327 Self-Reflection
After reading the content, Song Xiufang asked without expression: "What do you want me to do?"

Wen Xiange rubbed his nose and said, "It's just that I plan to go to this kid's house for a home visit, but I'm afraid that if there is a conflict, you can help me."

"Okay, when do you plan to go?" Song Xiufang nodded and asked without hesitation.

"Just after school this afternoon." Wen Xiange also said immediately.

"Well, yes." In the afternoon, she can finish the task early and get off work.

After finishing speaking, Wen Xiange continued to run without disturbing others, and she also returned home to have breakfast.

Looking at Wen Xiange who came back from the outside, Xiao Chenggong didn't say anything, he knew who this person had seen, and the two had secrets, and it was difficult for him to ask if the other party didn't tell.

Wen Xiange observed the child's emotions for a day, and found that she had no other problems except for being silent.

After finally surviving school in the afternoon, Wen Xiange waited for the children to leave before leaving the school gate.

As soon as she came out and took a few steps, she met Song Xiufang who was waiting for her by the side of the road.

"Which village?" Song Xiufang asked when she came up.

"Third Brigade, Wang Jiashe, the girl's name is Wang Chunlan." Wen Xiange replied, she didn't know the specifics, only this information.

"Well, let's go." Song Xiufang nodded, and then walked towards the village.

The two walked for a while, but there was no one on the road. Wen Xiange couldn't hold back and began to tell Song Xiufang about the many aggrieved things she had encountered during this period.

"Tell me why it's all women who are hurt, and it's women who put shackles on themselves. Really, I don't know what to say."

"Every era is the same, there are only serious and non-serious points." Song Xiufang replied after listening. She didn't know it very well before the end of the world, but after the end of the world, if women have no strength, they will be better than many women today. It's much worse.

"That's right, if you don't see me, you'll pretend you don't know, but if you see it, you can't save it, and if the person involved doesn't let you save it, it will make people suffocate." Wen Xiange nodded, of course she knew , Such things have been impossible to stop since ancient times, it's just a question of how much.

The status of modern women has been improved, at least in big cities, and she rarely encounters such people around her. She almost never meets them, so she doesn't feel much.

But here, she almost seems to be able to encounter these unfortunate and sad events at any time. When she sees more negative things, it is strange that she can be in a good mood.

"You think too much, you take too much control, those women don't resist themselves, you are an outsider, what are you worrying about, you have such a character..." Song Xiufang laughed mockingly when she heard the words, and suddenly stopped talking .

If this person's character is in the last days, he will definitely die quickly, but in this peaceful age, she can't say that she is not desirable.

"What's wrong with my personality?" Wen Xiange asked suspiciously when he heard that there was no more text here.

"It's so kind."

"Are you kind, I think it's okay. If I'm really kind, I should help all the children who drop out of school to pay their tuition fees. I won’t just complain and stop taking action, in the end I just don’t like it, I talk about atmosphere, but I don’t really take any action, I’m just an ordinary layman.” Wen Xiange laughed at himself when he heard the words Said.

In the final analysis, she was actually afraid of trouble, afraid of getting into trouble, and afraid of causing trouble, so she only complained and was angry in her heart, but she never took any action.

Hearing this, Song Xiufang was also a little speechless, she twitched at the self-deprecating Wen Xiange, this woman is really good at self-evaluation and self-reflection.

She said she was kind, but she didn't say she was a saint. What she said was what a saint would do, okay?

(End of this chapter)