The Rich and Powerful Marry: the Rebirth of the Ace Chapter 306

   Chapter 306 277: Family portrait, the capital is going to change!

  Si Yue looked at the man in the suit in front of him, hesitated for a moment, then nodded and followed the footsteps of the man in the suit.

   Although I don't know who the owner of the man in the suit is.

   But Si Yue knew that this person was no threat to her.

   is not only not a threat, but her noble person.

  The Song family can almost cover the sky with one hand in the capital.

   It's not easy to save her from the Song family's nose.

   Actually, Si Yue already had the answer in her heart.

   The answer is Mr. Bai.

   But she wasn't sure until she saw the person's true face of Mount Lu.

  Si Yue narrowed her eyes and said nothing more.

  The two got into the car together.

   This is a very luxurious Bentley, not only luxurious in appearance, but also luxurious in interior.

   There was a young and beautiful woman sitting in the back seat.

   looks like it should be an assistant.

   Just as Si Yue was stunned, the young woman said in a gentle tone, "What drink would Miss Si want to drink?"

  Si Yue froze again.

   It was the first time she knew that it was possible to order drinks in the luxury car, and the service was so attentive.

   Seeing that Si Yue has not answered, the young woman asked again, "Miss Si?"

  Si Yue then reacted and continued, "Just a cup of coffee."

"OK."

   The young woman nodded, opened the incubator, took out a cup of coffee and handed it to Si Yue, "Instant coffee, Miss Si will drink it."

  The temperature is just right.

   Neither cold nor hot.

  The slightly bitter taste in the mouth is mixed with a hint of milk and sweetness.

   is much better than instant coffee.

   After taking a sip of coffee, Si Yue looked at the young woman and then said, "May I ask, who is your master?"

   The young woman smiled and did not answer Si Yue's question directly, but said, "Miss Si, when you should know, you will know."

  Si Yue was still a little curious, but didn't ask much.

  The car was driving all the way.

the other side.

  Yu Tingzhi was racing all the way, and he shortened the 30-minute journey to about 10 minutes.

  Sanfu's wontons are very delicious. Some time ago, they were also known as the top ten Internet celebrities. Therefore, there were many people in line. Yu Tingzhi took out his mobile phone and called Song Wei.

   "Hey, 婳婳."

   "Brother Yu."

   As soon as she heard Song Yu's voice, Mrs. Song immediately came to her senses and motioned Song Yu to turn on the speakerphone.

   She wants to hear if Yu Tingzhi called to complain.

  Song Jing smiled lightly, turned on the speakerphone, and then asked, "Brother Yu, are you okay?"

  Yu Tingzhi continued: "I have already arrived at the Sanfu Wonton Restaurant. I heard that this wonton tastes good. Do you want to eat it? If you want, I will bring you one too."

   "I'm not hungry yet, just pack a serving for grandma."

   "Then I'll hang up first."

   is still the same low voice.

   "Well, Brother Yu, pay attention to safety on the way back and don't speed racing."

"it is good."

   is only one word, but it contains infinite pampering.

   Hanging up the phone, Mrs. Song squinted her eyes, "This Xiao Shen has such a good temper?"

  Song Jing laughed softly, "Grandma, his surname is Yu."

   "Ah yes yes yes, the surname is Yu," the words fell, and Mrs. Song continued: "婳婳, do you like him very much?"

"Um."

   "Where do you like him?" Mrs. Song then asked.

  Song Jing is a standard face dog, "He is good-looking and has eight pack abs!"

   Hearing this, Mrs. Song was quite disdainful, "Who in the army doesn't have eight-pack abs? Your grandfather used to have eight-pack abs! Not only does he have abs, he also has biceps!"

   But it's really hard to refute that it looks good.

  Song Jing said: "But brother Yu is just an ordinary person, he is not from the army."

   "That's true." Mrs. Song nodded.

  Ordinary people have a hard time having eight-pack abs unless they are self-disciplined.

   Song Jing continued: "And brother Yu also has biceps and a mermaid line. Grandma, was grandpa handsome when he was young?"

"Handsome! Of course he's handsome!" When Mrs. Song was young, she was a big fan of pornography. Thinking of Mr. Song when she was young, her eyes suddenly lit up, "If he is not handsome, can I agree to marry him? At that time, He's the most handsome of our teachers!"

   "Really?" Song Pei asked.

   "Of course!" Mrs. Song nodded. "We still have pictures of your grandfather when he was young. We'll show you when we get home."

"it is good."

   Old Mrs. Song couldn't help thinking of the past and said with a smile, "Your grandfather, not only is he handsome, he is also a great hero!"

   Song Jing also knows about the old man Song.

  After all, the old man was buried in the Martyrs Cemetery.

"So, ah, let me tell you, a man's fist is either used to fight the world, or used to protect his wife and children, and must not be used to beat a woman!" Speaking of this, Mrs. Song's face was full of arrogance. , "I didn't blow it, when I was with your grandfather, he never touched a little finger of me!"

   Mrs. Song hated men who beat women the most.

   Especially domestic violence!

   is simply intolerable!

   "Isn't grandfather flawless in your eyes?" Song Wei asked.

"That's not true," Mrs. Song continued, "No one is perfect, as long as you are human, you will have flaws. The biggest flaw of your grandfather is that he is too prosperous. Every time you go to that station, you will be attracted The eyes of a bunch of girls, there were no WeChat and QQ in those days, and they asked your grandfather for his home address. Why do you want a home address? Write a letter!"

   Thinking back on the past, it seems like it happened only yesterday, but in total, more than ten years have passed.

"But fortunately your grandfather isn't the kind of person who is rambunctious. Of course, the most important reason is that your grandma and I are attractive and good-looking! Do you know how good-looking I was when I was young?" Mrs. Song looked arrogant expression.

  Song Jing smiled and said, "Does she look like a fairy?"

   "That's necessary! Or will your grandfather give up an entire garden for me?"

  The grandfather and grandson were talking and laughing. At this moment, footsteps came from outside the door.

   is Song Xiuwei and Zhao Ping.

"mom."

   "Pingping is here." Old Mrs. Song could only see her daughter-in-law in her eyes.

   "Good morning, uncle and aunt."

  Song Jing stood up and said hello politely.

   Zhao Ping liked this well-informed and beautiful niece very much, and said with a smile, "Good morning Yanyan! It was really hard for you last night!"

   Few of today's young people are willing to accompany the elderly in the hospital all night.

  Especially someone like Song Yu who just had surgery.

   It can be seen that Song Yu not only has a skin, she is also very filial.

   Not only Chu Liangyu.

   Now even Zhao Ping wants to have a daughter.

   "It's not hard." Song Jing smiled sweetly.

   After all, she was not the one who guarded Mrs. Song last night.

   Zhao Ping took out the wontons that she had just wrapped in the morning, and looked at Mrs. Song with a smile, "Mom, I packed some wontons for you. It's still hot now!"

   She also sincerely treats Mrs. Song as her biological mother.

   Back then, when she first met Song Xiuwei, because of the huge disparity between the two, she once thought that Mrs. Song would become an obstacle between them.

   Unexpectedly, Mrs. Song not only did not become a hindrance, but instead became a divine assist.

   From then on, Zhao Ping knew what a real wealthy aristocrat was.

  The real wealthy nobles, the kind of extravagance is brought out from the bones, they will not divide people into three, six or nine, and they will not look down on people.

   "There are wontons, I've been hungry for a long time, hurry up and bring them." Mrs. Song said impatiently.

  Zhao Ping unscrewed the lid of the heat preservation bucket, put out a bowl of wontons for Mrs. Song, and then looked at Song Jing and said, "Yanyan, I specially packed more, can you eat some too?"

   "Thank you auntie, but I can only eat half a bowl."

   "Half a bowl is not enough! Let's eat a bowl! Don't worry, you won't get fat."

  Although Song Jing was very full, she still took the wontons handed over by Zhao Ping and ate them all.

  While Mrs. Song was eating the second bowl of wontons, Yu Tingzhi came back with a packing box, "Grandma, I bought the wontons for you."

   As soon as he entered the room, he was stunned for a while, and then calmly greeted him, "Uncle, auntie."

   nice sound.

  Responsiveness is also very fast.

   If you change to an ordinary young man, you will definitely be embarrassed and nervous, and you don't know what to do.

   But Yu Tingzhi did not, he was always calm and self-sufficient.

   He didn't look like the rumored trash at all, Song Xiuwei looked at Yu Tingzhi with deep thoughts in his eyes.

  If Yu Tingzhi is really a waste, can you get that Tuyuan?

  Song Xiuwei nodded and said with a smile, "Xiaoyu, it's quite early."

   It's still early!

   has been running to buy wontons for Mrs. Song, it's almost ten o'clock.

  Song Xiuwei was deliberately telling the truth.

In such a situation, Song Yu must not sit back and ignore it, and immediately stood up to help Yu Tingzhi to clarify, "Uncle, it was the grandma who was taking care of the ward with brother Yu and me last night. Because grandma wanted to eat Sanfu wontons, so he I used to buy wontons."

  Song Xiuwei's eyes fell on the packing box in Yu Tingzhi's hand, and nodded, "It's hard work Xiaoyu!"

   "Uncle, you are joking, this is what I should do." Yu Tingzhi said.

   After the words fell, Yu Tingzhi delivered the wonton to Mrs. Song, "Grandma, do you want to eat it now or later?"

   "Didn't you see that I just finished eating?" Mrs. Song had a bad face on Yu Tingzhi, and she would continue to test Yu Tingzhi, "I don't have any eyesight, put it there!"

   "Okay." Yu Tingzhi always had that indifferent expression.

  After a while, Yu Tingzhi handed the milk tea to Song Yu. He carefully inserted the straw, "婳婳, your milk tea."

  Song Wei took the milk tea, and the mellow milk tea entrance, Song Wei's eyes lit up, maybe she thought the taste was not bad, Song Wei immediately looked at the outer packaging of the milk tea, "HER milk tea?"

   "Well," Yu Tingzhi nodded slightly, "It seems to be a new brand that just came out."

   "No wonder, I've never had it before, it tastes pretty good."

   Zhao Ping said with some worry: "婳婳, you didn't sleep all night last night, can you still sleep with milk tea now?"

  Song Xue pointed at Yu Tingzhi: "He was the one who didn't sleep all night. I slept well on the sofa."

   Zhao Ping immediately said: "Then take Xiaoyu back to rest, it's ten o'clock!"

   "It's okay, Auntie, I'm still young and not tired." Yu Tingzhi said.

   "If you are not tired, you have to go back to rest. How can you not sleep all night!" Zhao Ping continued, "It's fine if you and I are in the hospital. Your second uncle and second aunt will be here soon, so go back!"

  Song Jing took Yu Tingzhi's arm and looked at Mrs. Song, "Grandma, then we'll go back first and see you in the afternoon."

   "Go!" Mrs. Song nodded, "That one, don't drive, I didn't sleep last night, let me drive!"

   Yu Tingzhi's thin lips parted lightly, "Good grandma."

   After the two left.

   Mrs. Song looked at Song Xiuwei and Zhao Ping, "Pingping, do you two think Yanyan is worthy of him?"

   Zhao Ping said: "It's just a talented woman!"

   These two people appeared at the same time, just like the golden boy and girl who came out of the TV series.

   "What about you?" Mrs. Song looked at Song Xiuwei.

  Song Xiuwei said: "Although it looks quite suitable, but we don't know Yu Tingzhi's temperament, so it's not easy to draw a conclusion for the time being."

  The Song family is not short of money.

  Song 婳 is naturally not lacking.

   Therefore, they did not ask for Yu Tingzhi's family background and social status, but only asked Yu Tingzhi to be of good character, good temper, and good to Song Yu.

  If he can't even do this, then no matter how deep and powerful this person hides, he is not worthy of Song Yu!

   Hearing this, Mrs. Song nodded in agreement, "So I just tested him! I ordered several wontons in one go, which made him run a lot of wrong ways."

   Before she could finish her sentence, Song Xiuwei immediately asked, "Then what was Yu Tingzhi's reaction?"

   Mrs. Song said, "As you can see, his temper is too good, no matter how hard I make things he doesn't get angry."

   Not only did he not get angry, but when he came back, he even brought a cup of milk tea to Song Yan.

   This is a bit rare!

  Song Xiuwei squinted his eyes, and after a long while, he said, "If that's the case, then he's a good man worthy of Yanyan's life."

   Mrs. Song snorted, "I am beautiful and capable. It is not that easy to marry her! I have to continue to test him!"

   She wouldn't let Yu Tingzhi pass the test so easily.

   Zhao Ping nodded with a smile: "Mom is right, Yanyan is so good, she has to put Xiaoyu to the test! By the way, Mom, I have something to discuss with you."

discuss?

   What is the use of the word 'negotiation'?

"you say."

   Zhao Ping continued: "Mom, I want to have a second child with Xiu Wei."

Mrs. Song thought it was a serious matter, but she didn't expect to have a second child, and immediately smiled and said: "This is a good thing! Birth! I support you! I have already said that money is not as much as children! It's a pity you all A few, no one listens to me except the old folks! If you want me to tell you, you should have had a second child!"

   Hearing this, Song Xiuwei stared at Zhao Ping with wide eyes.

   Zhao Ping never discussed this with him!

   "Are you real?" Song Xiuwei looked at Zhao Ping.

   "What's real or fake?" Song Xiuwei suddenly said this, Zhao Ping was quite baffled.

   Song Xiuwei continued: "Have a second child!"

   Zhao Ping was speechless, "You think I'm joking with you?"

  Song Xiuwei glanced at Zhao Ping, "I don't think you want to have a second child, you want to have a daughter."

  Since Song Jing was found, Zhao Ping has mentioned to him more than once that he wants a daughter!

   "Does it make any difference? How can you get a daughter without a second child?"

  Song Xiuwei frowned slightly, "But how do you know that your second child must be a daughter? What if it's a son?"

   Mentioning his son, Song Xiuwei was full of disgust!

The old lady Song gave Song Xiu the only slap, "What idiots are you talking about? The son is not your seed? If you give birth to a son, you will throw it on the street? If you think the same thing, then you are not right now. Know where to wander!"

   Zhao Ping said with a smile: "Good fight!"

  Song Xiuwei: "." He just asked a hypothetical question, so he was put on the hat of an abandoned child.

not only!

   also slapped the old lady abruptly.

   However, being slapped by an old mother at this age, although the pain is real, the happiness is also real.

   Soon, Song Xiuwei and Chu Liangyu's husband and wife also arrived.

   For a while, the ward was full of laughter and laughter.

   As for Zheng Mei and Song Xiuwei, these two have accumulated problems a while ago when the company was busy.

  Zheng Mae prepares things for Chinese New Year at home.

There are only three days left for the Chinese New Year, when the two brothers, Song Xiuwei and Song Xiuwei, will bring their wives and children to live in the Song family manor, and the Song family has always maintained the rule of giving servants a holiday after the New Year's Eve. So, you have to prepare everything in advance.

the other side.

  Song Jing and Yu Tingzhi came to the parking lot.

   happened to come across a girl who brought her parents to see a doctor and was reversing.

  The parents, who were in their 50s or 60s, stood by the car, one left and one right, instructing the daughter in the driver's seat to reverse the car, "Turn the steering wheel to the right! Kill, go back, go back a little bit!"

   "No, the sensor has sounded an alarm!" The daughter in the driver's seat stuck her head out, looking embarrassed.

   "It's alright, you're down, I'll show you!" said the gray-haired father.

   The daughter in the driver's seat was still a little embarrassed.

   She bought the car just after she got her driver's license, and brought it back for half a year. This is the third time she has driven it. Every time she goes on the road, there is no big problem. She is most afraid of reversing.

   Especially with sideways parking like this.

   Can't go in at all!

  Reversing the car, she happened to see a bunch of young couples approaching, and she immediately lowered the window, "Beauty! Can you help me get out of the car?"

   Hearing this, Song Jing raised her eyes slightly, "Okay."

   After the words fell, Song Yu looked at Yu Tingzhi, "Wait for me here."

"Um."

   Yu Tingzhi stood there and waited.

   The parents saw that their daughter was also a young girl, and they said uneasy: "Little girl, why don't you let your boyfriend come?"

   This girl looks like she is even younger than their daughter.

   Is she okay?

  Song Jing smiled and said, "No need."

  The daughter in the passenger seat wasn't worried at all, she opened the door and got out of the car, "Excuse me! I can't get in!"

"fine."

  Song Yan opened the car door and sat in.

   "Wen Yin, do you think this little girl is ok? What if I scratch our car?"

   Exactly.

   This young woman was Han Wenyin who first discovered the unconscious old lady Song in the snow.

  It was also she who sent Mrs. Song to the hospital in time.

  Han Wenyin is a native of the countryside. She is 20 years old and has just entered her freshman year this year. At the same time, she is also a very popular cartoon author on the Internet.

   has more than one million fans.

   Relying on drawing comics, she successfully bought a small two-bedroom in the capital, and brought her parents over from her hometown. At the end of last year, with the encouragement of her parents, she successfully passed the driving license and bought an Audi for 600,000 yuan.

   Although she is not very good in a capital full of talents, she is also the one to pick.

   Her parents are also proud of her.

   Hearing this, Han Wenyin smiled and said, "Mom is fine, don't worry."

   Not everyone's reversing skills are as bad as hers!

   But Han Wenyin never thought that Song Wei's reversing skills were so good, she just said a few words and Song Wei stopped the car!

   No more than a minute before or after.

  Han Wenyin's mother was also surprised, "I'm darling, this little girl is amazing!"

   It's really unbelievable.

  Because Han Wenyin's reversing skills are not good, Mother Han thought that all girls' reversing skills are not good!

   I didn't expect Song Yu's reversing skills to be so good.

   Father Han looked at Han Wenyin with a smile, "Yinyin, when did your reversing skills reach this level, then we don't have to worry about you reversing!"

  Han Wenyin shook her head, "I'm afraid it's impossible in this life!"

  This technique requires talent.

   But she has no talent at all in driving.

   Hearing this, Mother Han frowned slightly, "This child, what nonsense are you talking about! How old are you! Saying such unfortunate words! What does it mean that this life is impossible?"

   It may be that she is old, and Mother Han usually avoids such words.

   always feels unlucky.

   Han Wenyin smiled and said, "Mom, you are too superstitious."

   At this moment, Song Yu opened the door and got out of the car, and handed the key to Han Wenyin, "Here, by the way, your car's glass is almost gone, remember to add it."

   "Thank you," Han Wenyin has a good impression of this beautiful sister, "I just bought this car and haven't done much research, and I haven't figured out many functions."

  Song Jing smiled and said, "Just open more."

"Um."

  Song Jing turned and walked in the direction of Yu Tingzhi.

  Han Wenyin also took her parents to the hospital.

  Mother Han couldn't help but look back at Song Jing, "That little girl is so pretty! She's even prettier than the stars on TV!"

   "I think so too." Han Wenyin nodded.

   Not only that, she even felt that Song Jing was a little familiar.

  Father Han continued: "Although she looks better than our Yin Yin, she is definitely not as capable as our Yin Yin!"

Han Wenyin immediately said: "Dad, the capital is the place where Crouching Tiger hides Dragon, everyone who appears here may be a thousand times more capable than your daughter. Just that little girl just now, do you know what people are driving? car?"

   "What?" Father Han asked immediately.

   Han Wenyin replied, "Bugatti Veyron."

Father Han was a simple old farmer before he came to the capital. They had never seen anyone as capable as Han Wenyin in their entire village. Naturally, they didn't know what a Bugatti Veyron was, and asked, "Is it better than yours?" Is the car more expensive?"

   In Father Han's eyes, a car worth 600,000 yuan is already an exorbitant price. After all, their annual income from hard work in farming was only in the early 10,000s.

  600,000, it took more than 60 years of hard work.

   Han Wenyin smiled and said, "The car she drives is more than 20 million."

  More than 20 million! ?

   This answer surprised both Han's parents and Han's mother.

  More than 20 million!

   What is this concept?

  Han Wenyin is now a popular manga author. Many of her works have been adapted into TV, audio, and animation, and this has achieved an annual salary of 2.2 million.

   But a family car costs more than 20 million!

   This is simply not comparable!

   After a long while, Mother Han swallowed her throat and said, "There are so many rich people in the capital!"

   Before coming to the capital, Mother Han felt that a monthly salary of seven or eight thousand was an unattainable job, until Han Wenyin reached an annual salary of more than two million.

  Han Wenyin was still in her freshman year, and she achieved such an achievement. The villagers are very envious of her for raising a good daughter.

  Mother Han also became a little bit floating in the envious voice.

   I feel that my daughter is the most capable daughter in the world. Now it seems that there are many people who are more capable than Han Wenyin in this world.

   Han Wenyin smiled and said, "That's why I said that the capital is a place where a crouching tiger hides a dragon."

  Father Han immediately said: "Her mother, we have to keep a low profile in the future, and we must not make jokes!"

   "That's it!" Mother Han nodded.

the other side.

   Song Yu and Yu Tingzhi also got into the car.

   "Brother Yu, where are you going?"

  Yu Tingzhi adjusted his mobile phone for navigation, "Go to Huaxi Apartment."

   He also bought a house in Beijing.

"it is good."

  Song Jing drove and followed the voice of the navigation.

  Huaxi Apartment is near the hospital.

   15 minutes away.

  Soon, it will arrive.

  Song Jing and Yu Tingyi went upstairs together.

   Yu Tingzhi's apartment is on the 30th floor, very high, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the scenery downstairs, giving people a sense of conquest at a glance.

  Song Wei walked to the kitchen, "Brother Yu, you go to rest first, I'll see what ingredients are in the kitchen, I'll cook for you at noon."

  Song 婳?

Cook?

   Are you sure it's not dark food?

  Yu Tingzhi immediately remembered the instant noodles that Song Jing cooked by himself.

   "No, I'll have someone deliver it when the time comes." Yu Tingzhi continued: "You also go to rest, the room on the left will do, and it's very convenient to have a bathroom inside."

  Song Jing frowned slightly, "But wouldn't it be unsanitary if it was delivered from outside? Not nutritious?"

   "No, you're tired too, go and rest, I'll have someone deliver two cups of milk tea by the way."

"it is good!"

  Song Jing immediately walked to the room.

  This should be the master bedroom, with its own bathroom, and a men's shirt hanging on the clothes rack.

   There was a faint smell of smoke in the air.

  Song Jing came to the master bedroom to rest, so Yu Tingzhi could only come to the second bedroom.

   He hadn't slept well for a few days.

   As soon as I touched the pillow, I fell asleep.

   That dream was sweet.

   After waking up, Yu Tingzhi silently picked up the sheet, and crept to the bathroom in the living room and started cleaning.

  Because he was afraid of being discovered by Song Jing, his movements were very light.

  The root of the ear is even more red.

  Thinking that he had been indifferent for more than 20 years, how could he suddenly have such a dream?

   Until now, Yu Tingzhi still clearly remembers every detail of the dream.

  After washing the quilt, Yu Tingzhi took a shower by the way.

   In winter, he used cold water.

   rushed for about forty minutes before completely calming himself down.

   After taking a shower and coming out of the bathroom, Yu Tingzhi just felt refreshed, he took out his mobile phone and started ordering food.

   He ordered a private restaurant nearby.

   Two people, four dishes and one soup.

   All small portions.

   Just as the takeaway delivered the food, Song Yu also got up.

   "Come and eat." Yu Tingzhi put the food on the table and looked at Song Jing.

  Song Jing stretched, "Where's the milk tea?"

   Yu Tingzhi smiled slightly, "Of course I ordered it."

   After the words fell, he took out the milk tea.

   Seeing the milk tea, Song Jing's drowsiness instantly dissipated for several minutes, she walked to the opposite side of Yu Tingzhi and sat down, "Is dinner so rich?"

   There are Xiao Qinglong, raw pickled crab, Mapo tofu, fried bean curd with cabbage and a seaweed pork ribs soup.

  Yu Tingzhi served Song Jing a bowl of soup, "Drink some soup before dinner, and drink milk tea after dinner."

  It's rare that Song Jing actually listened to Yu Tingzhi's advice, put the milk tea on the table, drank the kelp pork ribs soup, and then said in surprise, "Why does this taste so good!"

   Very tasty soup.

   The flavors of ribs and kelp are superbly combined. What is even more unexpected is that there is less than the slightest taste of seasonings similar to onion, ginger, and garlic.

   All are derived from the original taste of the ingredients.

   Yu Tingzhi's thin lips parted lightly and explained, "The owner of this shop is from Shancheng, and the ingredients in his shop are all fresh ingredients that are airlifted from Shancheng every day. This sparerib is a farm-raised pig, so the pork is very fragrant."

   After the words fell, Yu Tingzhi picked up some cabbage and put it in Song Yu's bowl, "You can try this cabbage again. The cabbage was also brought from the boss's hometown in Shancheng."

  Song Yu tasted the cabbage again, and it really tasted very good.

   Originally, Song Yu could only eat one bowl of rice, but the food in this restaurant was too delicious. Song Yu ate two bowls in one go and wrote down the name of the restaurant by the way.

   After eating, the two went to the hospital to accompany Mrs. Song.

   In the evening, Mrs. Song kept tossing Yu Tingzhi.

   Let him buy desserts for a while, and instruct him to buy fruits for a while, and when he finally buys them back, Mrs. Song will pick on all kinds of faults.

   Fruit tastes wrong.

   is not the one she often sells, etc.

   Yu Tingzhi was still the same as in the morning, without any complaints.

   Mrs. Song looked at Yu Tingzhi, squinted her eyes, sample, wait!

   Yu Ting will reveal his true temperament sooner or later.

  It's easy to pack a day for one person.

  How about three days in a row?

   So, for the next three days, Mrs. Song kept testing Yu Tingzhi in various ways, and even Song Xiuwei couldn't stand it anymore.

   But Yu Tingzhi has always had a good temper.

   Day 5.

   Mrs. Song can finally be discharged from the hospital.

   Early in the morning, she was very excited, changed into her own clothes, and waited for her family to pick her up and go home for the Chinese New Year.

   Before Song Xiuwei and others came to pick her up, Mrs. Song went to the downstairs ward for a walk.

   It is said to be wandering, but it is actually showing off.

   She put her hands behind her back and said with a smile, "Yes, yes! The most beautiful one is my granddaughter! My granddaughter's name is Song Jing!"

   "That's right, it's this year's national champion!"

   After this circle, almost everyone knows that Mrs. Song has a granddaughter who has passed the national exam.

   Mrs. Song is very happy!

   At this moment, Zheng Mei trotted over, "Mom! So you are here!"

   Mrs. Song then introduced to everyone, "This is my eldest daughter-in-law! Her mother, the national champion!"

   Hearing the words, everyone came to shake hands with Zheng Mei, wanting to cheer up on the occasion of the Chinese New Year.

   Zheng Mei is also full of smiles.

the other side.

   Song Bochen also came to the hospital to pick up Mrs. Song back.

   As he was passing by the inpatient department, he saw a young girl pushing an old man in a wheelchair.

  The old man must have had some kind of operation, and he had a urine bag hanging around his waist.

   There is a step in front, the old man can't stand up, and the wheelchair can't be pushed through. The young girl tried many methods and couldn't solve it. In the end, she could only call her mother, but there was no answer from her mother.

  Song Bochen trotted over, "Need help?"

   nice sound.

   is like a spring breeze.

  Han Wenyin looked up and saw a familiar face. She was no stranger to Song Bochen, whom she had only met a few days ago, "Mr. Song?"

   Song Bochen was also a little surprised, "Miss Han, what a coincidence. Is this your uncle?"

   Han Wenyin nodded, "It's my dad."

   Father Han, who was in a wheelchair, was even more surprised.

  Looking at the appearance of this man, he doesn't look like an ordinary person.

  How could Han Wenyin know such a nobleman?

   Song Bochen continued, "Let's carry the wheelchair over there?"

   "Well," Han Wenyin nodded.

  With Song Bochen's help, the wheelchair easily passed the steps.

  Han Wenyin immediately thanked, "Mr. Song, thank you!"

   "It should be," Song Bochen continued: "My grandma's matter should be that I have to thank you properly."

   After the words fell, Song Bochen said again, "Is uncle alright?"

  Han Wenyin said: "I have been suffering from a problem for several years. Recently, the situation has suddenly become serious and requires immediate surgery."

   "Have you made an appointment for the surgery?" Song Bochen asked.

  Han Wenyin shook her head, "The hospital has been very busy recently, let alone surgery, we didn't even have a ward."

  This is how ordinary people see a doctor.

   I don't know a doctor, and I don't belong to a wealthy family. Most of the time, it's hard to find number one. In addition, Jingcheng Hospital is a top hospital in China, so the wards are also very full.

   Father Han has been living in the hospital corridor since he was admitted to the hospital yesterday.

   Hearing this, Song Bochen frowned slightly.

  Han Wenyin looked at the time, "Mr. Song, I have other things, so I won't say more."

"Um."

  Song Bochen nodded slightly, looked at Han Wenyin's back, took out his phone, "Hello, Xiao Li?"

Here, Han Wenyin pushed Han's father to the hospital corridor, and saw Han's mother running here with a lunch box, "Yin Yin? Are you alright! You called me just now, and the phone just ran out of power, so Didn't pick up!"

   "It's all right." Han Wenyin said.

   Mother Han looked at the crowded corridor and frowned, "I don't know when we will be able to get to the ward!"

  It is not a problem to live in the corridor all the time.

   Hearing this, an old man beside him said, "There are some waiting! We've all been in line for a week!"

   Mother Han sighed and looked at Han Wenyin, "Yinyin, do you know the doctor in the hospital?"

  Han Wenyin often attends various meetings because of her work. Mother Han subconsciously thinks that Han Wenyin should know a lot of people.

   "I don't know," Han Wenyin shook her head, "Mom, don't worry, let's wait."

   At this moment, a little nurse ran over, "Who is Han Yingcai?"

   "I am!" Father Han in the wheelchair raised his hand.

  Han Wenyin immediately said, "Did something happen?"

   The little nurse continued: "Someone has arranged a ward for Han Yingcai. In addition, Han Yingcai will be able to operate tomorrow. Your family members should be prepared."

   As soon as these words came out, the family members of the patients who were sitting in the corridor immediately became uneasy and stood up one after another, "Why! Why arrange a ward for him! We have been queuing for a week!"

   "We've been queuing for half a month!"

  The little nurse calmly turned over the folder, "The ward that Han Yingcai's family arranged for him is a VIP ward, and there is still a lot of vacancy. You can also go directly to the window to apply."

   When they heard it was a VIP ward, everyone stopped talking.

   An ordinary ward costs dozens of dollars a day.

  The VIP ward costs nearly 10,000 yuan a night, and there are various expenses, which are similar to burning money.

   Ordinary people would not consider VIP wards at all.

  Han Wenyin frowned slightly. She hasn't paid the manuscript fee recently, and the balance in her hand is just enough to pay for the surgery fee and hospitalization fee. She doesn't dare to think about this VIP ward!

   "That nurse, did you make a mistake?" Han Wenyin trotted to the nurse and asked.

  The nurse flipped through the documents, "Is your father's name Han Yingcai?"

   "Yes." Han Wenyin nodded.

   "That's right," the nurse continued: "A gentleman surnamed Song paid your father a month's hospitalization fee in advance. In addition, he also arranged the operation. The chief surgeon is a professor who came back from Country C."

   Mr. Song?

  Han Wenyin immediately thought of Song Bochen.

   Han Wenyin didn't like to owe others things the most, so she immediately called Song Bochen.

Song Bochen said with a smile: "Miss Han, you don't have to be under pressure. You saved my grandma. If it weren't for you, our family wouldn't have been able to live through this year. You can treat me as repaying my gratitude. I'm the same as you. I don't like to owe others things, and after today, we will not owe each other!"

After   , Song Bochen hung up the phone.

   Han Wenyin wanted to say thank you, but Song Bochen hung up the phone

  Mother Han walked over and said with a smile, "Yinyin, this VIP ward is different. It even has a kitchen. It costs hundreds of dollars to stay a night, right?"

   In Mother Han's perception, several hundred dollars a night is already very expensive.

  Han Wenyin didn't want to put too much pressure on her mother, she nodded and said, "Yes."

   "Yin Yin, who is that friend of yours? It's a big deal! Even the ward and the chief surgeon have been arranged!"

   Mother Han thought she would have to queue for a week or two to be admitted to the ward!

  I didn't expect it so fast.

  It is good to have friends!

  Han Wenyin said ambiguous: "It's okay."

   In fact, she didn't know Song Bochen well, but judging from his lavishness, he shouldn't be an ordinary person.

   The second day.

   Year 30.

   This year's Song Family Manor is very lively.

   A family of more than a dozen people, all gathered in the living room at this time.

   Mrs. Song sat on the sofa, watching the scene of Sun Mantang with a smile, and then looked at Song Bochen and Song Boyi, "Bochen Boyi, when will you two bring me a grandson daughter-in-law?"

  Song Boyi touched his nose, "Grandma, I'm not in a hurry, you'd better hurry the big brother first! He's a year older than me."

   "When grandma was your age, the children ran all over the place!"

  Song Bochen brought red paper to cut window grilles, "Grandma, this kind of thing can't be rushed."

   Mrs. Song took the red paper and scissors, "After the New Year, you will be thirty-two!"

  Song Bochen said: "It may be that fate hasn't moved yet."

   "If you don't take the initiative, how will fate move?" Old lady Song directly sent out a soul torture.

  Song Bochen: "."

   At this moment, Song Jing brought a pair of written couplets, "Grandma, what do you think of what I wrote?"

   "Beautiful! My Yanyan is amazing!"

   Zheng Mei and two sisters are preparing the New Year's Eve dinner.

   After the New Year's Eve dinner, everyone gathered in the courtyard to set off fireworks.

   Mrs. Song made an appointment with the photographer in advance, but because the photographer has to go home tomorrow, she came over to take a family photo earlier this evening.

  A dozen people, all put on custom-made clothes, with the sky full of fireworks as the background, the photographer pressed the shutter button, and a good-looking family photo was taken.

  Photos are instant.

  The photographer sealed the photo, handed it to Mrs. Song, and asked with a smile, "Old lady, are you satisfied with what you took?"

   Mrs. Song nodded, "Satisfied, satisfied."

   Looking at the family portrait that she had been waiting for more than ten years, at this moment, she felt that her life was complete.

Zheng Mei, Chu Liangyu and Zhao Ping also came over to look at the photos and said with a smile: "It's so good! Look at how good your mother laughs! And Yanyan, Yanyan is really good-looking! That little Xie photographer, Please wash some more."

   "Okay." Xiao Xie nodded.

  Xiao Xie took twenty family photos in total.

  After taking the family photo, it's time to keep the year old. The Song family has the custom of keeping the year old until twelve o'clock.

   When we were at the age of 1, a dozen people sat together to watch the Spring Festival Gala, nibbling on melon seeds, and playing landlord games.

  Double landlords don't play money, and the loser will stick a note. Zheng Mei and Zhao Ping have face-covered notes.

   Several cousins ​​chatted about business news and their favorite objects.

  Song Jing just video chatted with Yu Tingzhi while watching the Spring Festival Gala.

   The living room is full of joy.

   Mrs. Song looked at the smiling faces of her children and grandchildren, and the smile on her face became stronger and stronger.

very nice.

  After twelve o'clock, everyone returned to their respective rooms and began to rest.

  Song Jing sent Mrs. Song back to her room, "Grandma, rest early."

   "Yes." Mrs. Song nodded.

"Good night."

"Good night."

  After Mrs. Song washed up, she lay on the bed and started to sleep.

   There were firecrackers everywhere on New Year's Eve. In previous years, Mrs. Song would have been so noisy that she couldn't sleep, but this year, she fell asleep all of a sudden.

   until three in the morning.

   Mrs. Song woke up from her sleep.

   At this moment, she felt very awake. She looked at the lights on the top of the wall, and suddenly seemed to realize something, and immediately got up from the bed and changed into her New Year's clothes.

   Then, sitting at the desk again, he picked up the pen and started writing his suicide note.

Yes.

   She has an intuition that her end is coming.

   In fact, she can last until the New Year, she is already very satisfied, at least, she waited for a family portrait in her lifetime.

  Think about this.

   Mrs. Song looked at the family portraits on the desk and swept everyone's face one by one. Mrs. Song also smiled.

  Her words are beautiful.

   Maybe it was because she hadn't picked up a pen for many years. After writing for a while, she felt a little sore in her hand, so she took a break and continued writing.

   At the end of the suicide note, she wrote: [Flowers bloom and fall from time to time, and the end is actually a new beginning. I am just protecting you in a different way. Children, don't be sad, don't be sad, I'm really happy to have you by my side in the last part of my life. 】

   Good morning, everyone~

   When flowers bloom and fall, the old lady's wish has been fulfilled, and she passed away with happy memories.

   Don't be sad, my dears.

   This chapter has 11,000 words, do you really not vote for such a hardworking voice?

   mua!(*╯3╰)

   (end of this chapter)

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