Chapter 322
Family
Chapter 322 Family
"Grandpa, grandma, we're leaving, next month...we'll come back to see you during Chinese New Year."
"Okay, slow down on your way," Song Huai said.
There was not much reluctance on her face, but grandma Li Ciniang held Song Ci's hand with great reluctance.
"Take care of yourself outside. I heard from your dad that you drive outside and eat out at noon, so you must find a clean restaurant..."
Song Ci grew up with his grandparents, and his grandma cared more about Song Ci than his parents.
It is no exaggeration to say that the hope of her life now is that every time Song Ci comes back, as long as she can see Song Ci, she will be happy.
"Okay, how old is Mao Mao, you just worry about it." Song Huai pulled Li Ci Niang away.
"You old man, you are very bad, what's wrong with me?" After speaking, he shook his hands angrily and went back to the room.
"As you get older, you also have a bigger temper," Song Huai muttered.
Then she turned to Song Ci and said, "Don't talk to her, let's go, slow down on the road."
"Hehe, grandpa, you'd better go and coax grandma, be careful that she doesn't eat at noon." Song Ci laughed.
In fact, he knew that grandma was not angry, but she just didn't want to see him leave.
"I see, you don't need to worry about these things." Song Huai said.
After speaking, he said to Nuan Nuan and Xiao Ma Yuan: "Goodbye to Grandpa."
After speaking, he waved his hand.
"Hmph, it's very bad."
Hearing this, Nuan Nuan crossed her arms, tilted her head, and looked angry.
"Haha, I'm still angry. Grandpa is teasing you." Song Huai laughed.
But Nuan Nuan just ignored him.
But at this moment, Xiao Mayuan raised her hand and waved to her grandfather.
"Goodbye."
"Okay, nice, goodbye."
"Grandpa, let's go." Yun Chuyao also said.
"Well, take your time on the road, Maomao will be in your hands, I can rest assured that you will take care of him." Song Huai said with a smile.
"Grandpa, I understand, thank you for your trust." Yun Chuyao smiled.
"Grandpa, I'm already such an adult, how can I need someone to take care of me?" Song Ci said dissatisfiedly beside him.
But Song Huai ignored him, and said to Yun Chuyao with some emotion: "When I first saw you, I thought you were a good girl. It would be great if I could be Mao Mao's wife. I thought the fate was broken. I didn't expect you to meet again later..."
"Wait, wait... I don't understand what you are talking about." Song Ci asked in confusion.
"It's okay if you don't understand, Grandpa, I'm leaving." Yun Chuyao said, opened the car door, carried the two little pigs in, and then sat in with him.
Seeing that the two were unwilling to speak, Song Ci could only get in the car first.
"Nuannuan, goodbye to grandpa."
"Oh, are you still angry with Grandpa?"
"Okay, grandpa apologizes to you."
Song Huai talked to Nuan Nuan through the car window, but the little guy was angry, he raised his neck, as if I was very angry and I didn't want to pay attention to you.
At this time, the car drove forward slowly and stopped, Song Huai could only stop talking, and prepared to coax him when he came back next time.
Looking at the car going away, Song Huai suddenly asked Song Shouren who was standing aside: "Is Nuan Nuan waving at me?"
"Yes." Song Shouren nodded.
Nuannuan stretched out her small hand out of the window and waved it vigorously.
Song Huai, who was still a little disappointed at first, immediately raised his hand happily when he heard the words, and waved vigorously.
Grandma Li Ciniang came out of the house at some point, crouching, silently watching the car going away until her vision blurred, she subconsciously took a few steps forward, and then was pulled back by Song Huai.
"Everyone is gone, what are you looking at, go home."
"I didn't even say hello." Grandma said dissatisfiedly.
"Who told you to go back to the house, and you will come back next month. It will be Chinese New Year next month, and you will definitely come back."
Grandma became happy again after hearing the words, so Song Huai helped her back to the front room.
Only Song Shouren was left to hang in place.
Song Shouren watched their leaving backs, walked back into the house, walked through the main room, came to the kitchen, saw Zhao Caixia who was busy, and said dissatisfiedly: "Son, they are leaving, why are you hiding in the house? You don't come out to see off."
"What's there to give away? I'll be back next month. Besides, didn't they say hello to me before?" Zhao Caixia said indifferently.
"You, you must be stubborn." Song Shouren finished speaking and left the kitchen.
Only Zhao Caixia was left standing in the kitchen, with smoke billowing from the stove...
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"What do you mean by what Grandpa said just now?"
"Also, after breakfast in the morning, what did grandpa talk to you alone?"
Song Ci took a look in the rearview mirror and saw two little guys snuggling up beside Yun Chuyao, looking at something on the phone.
Upon hearing this, Yun Chuyao raised her head and said with a smile, "You really don't remember anything?"
Song Ci frowned upon hearing this.
He suddenly remembered something. The first time he saw Yun Chuyao, she called him by his nickname.
And Mao Mao's nickname is what his grandparents often call him, and even his parents basically call him a nickname.
In addition, last time Yun Shiqi also asked about his grandfather's health, judging from his attitude, it didn't seem like he had only met once.
Song Ci is also a smart person, and he immediately thought of a possibility that his grandfather had known them before.
Moreover, Yun Chuyao should have known him a long time ago, and the two even met each other, but Song Ci had no impression at all, otherwise it would be impossible for him to blurt out and call him Mao Mao the first time he saw him.
His memory has always been good, if he saw it, he shouldn't forget it, but he recalled it carefully, but still couldn't remember it.
Seeing Song Ci's expression of deep thought, Yun Chuyao said angrily, "Hmph, forget it if you can't remember it, don't think about it."
"I really can't remember. Just tell me when we met before we fell in love."
"Hmph, think for yourself, if you can't remember it, forget it."
Yun Chuyao hugged her arms and raised her neck, looking like she didn't want to talk to anyone.
Song Ci, who saw her appearance from the rearview mirror, laughed. It was indeed a mother and daughter, both angry.
Song Ci didn't ask this question any more, it's not an important matter, he was going to think about it more carefully.
But why don't you have any memory?
He was a little puzzled.
Seeing that Song Ci stopped asking, Yun Chuyao took the initiative to ask, "Where is that classmate of yours? Didn't she ask you to help her?"
"She, she said that she would come to Jiangzhou to find me in two days." Song Ci said.
"Then what is her wish?"
"She didn't say it, but I heard what she meant. She probably wanted to see her mother. When she passed away, the saddest thing was her mother. I don't know how her mother is doing now." Song Ci said with some emotion.
Yun Chuyao, upon hearing this, lowered his head to look at Nuan Nuan, who was leaning on his arms, drowsy.
Yes, there are a few mothers who don't love their children.
Especially in a single-parent family like Bai Hexiang, now her mother is probably left alone, struggling to live in this world.
(End of this chapter)
"Grandpa, grandma, we're leaving, next month...we'll come back to see you during Chinese New Year."
"Okay, slow down on your way," Song Huai said.
There was not much reluctance on her face, but grandma Li Ciniang held Song Ci's hand with great reluctance.
"Take care of yourself outside. I heard from your dad that you drive outside and eat out at noon, so you must find a clean restaurant..."
Song Ci grew up with his grandparents, and his grandma cared more about Song Ci than his parents.
It is no exaggeration to say that the hope of her life now is that every time Song Ci comes back, as long as she can see Song Ci, she will be happy.
"Okay, how old is Mao Mao, you just worry about it." Song Huai pulled Li Ci Niang away.
"You old man, you are very bad, what's wrong with me?" After speaking, he shook his hands angrily and went back to the room.
"As you get older, you also have a bigger temper," Song Huai muttered.
Then she turned to Song Ci and said, "Don't talk to her, let's go, slow down on the road."
"Hehe, grandpa, you'd better go and coax grandma, be careful that she doesn't eat at noon." Song Ci laughed.
In fact, he knew that grandma was not angry, but she just didn't want to see him leave.
"I see, you don't need to worry about these things." Song Huai said.
After speaking, he said to Nuan Nuan and Xiao Ma Yuan: "Goodbye to Grandpa."
After speaking, he waved his hand.
"Hmph, it's very bad."
Hearing this, Nuan Nuan crossed her arms, tilted her head, and looked angry.
"Haha, I'm still angry. Grandpa is teasing you." Song Huai laughed.
But Nuan Nuan just ignored him.
But at this moment, Xiao Mayuan raised her hand and waved to her grandfather.
"Goodbye."
"Okay, nice, goodbye."
"Grandpa, let's go." Yun Chuyao also said.
"Well, take your time on the road, Maomao will be in your hands, I can rest assured that you will take care of him." Song Huai said with a smile.
"Grandpa, I understand, thank you for your trust." Yun Chuyao smiled.
"Grandpa, I'm already such an adult, how can I need someone to take care of me?" Song Ci said dissatisfiedly beside him.
But Song Huai ignored him, and said to Yun Chuyao with some emotion: "When I first saw you, I thought you were a good girl. It would be great if I could be Mao Mao's wife. I thought the fate was broken. I didn't expect you to meet again later..."
"Wait, wait... I don't understand what you are talking about." Song Ci asked in confusion.
"It's okay if you don't understand, Grandpa, I'm leaving." Yun Chuyao said, opened the car door, carried the two little pigs in, and then sat in with him.
Seeing that the two were unwilling to speak, Song Ci could only get in the car first.
"Nuannuan, goodbye to grandpa."
"Oh, are you still angry with Grandpa?"
"Okay, grandpa apologizes to you."
Song Huai talked to Nuan Nuan through the car window, but the little guy was angry, he raised his neck, as if I was very angry and I didn't want to pay attention to you.
At this time, the car drove forward slowly and stopped, Song Huai could only stop talking, and prepared to coax him when he came back next time.
Looking at the car going away, Song Huai suddenly asked Song Shouren who was standing aside: "Is Nuan Nuan waving at me?"
"Yes." Song Shouren nodded.
Nuannuan stretched out her small hand out of the window and waved it vigorously.
Song Huai, who was still a little disappointed at first, immediately raised his hand happily when he heard the words, and waved vigorously.
Grandma Li Ciniang came out of the house at some point, crouching, silently watching the car going away until her vision blurred, she subconsciously took a few steps forward, and then was pulled back by Song Huai.
"Everyone is gone, what are you looking at, go home."
"I didn't even say hello." Grandma said dissatisfiedly.
"Who told you to go back to the house, and you will come back next month. It will be Chinese New Year next month, and you will definitely come back."
Grandma became happy again after hearing the words, so Song Huai helped her back to the front room.
Only Song Shouren was left to hang in place.
Song Shouren watched their leaving backs, walked back into the house, walked through the main room, came to the kitchen, saw Zhao Caixia who was busy, and said dissatisfiedly: "Son, they are leaving, why are you hiding in the house? You don't come out to see off."
"What's there to give away? I'll be back next month. Besides, didn't they say hello to me before?" Zhao Caixia said indifferently.
"You, you must be stubborn." Song Shouren finished speaking and left the kitchen.
Only Zhao Caixia was left standing in the kitchen, with smoke billowing from the stove...
-
"What do you mean by what Grandpa said just now?"
"Also, after breakfast in the morning, what did grandpa talk to you alone?"
Song Ci took a look in the rearview mirror and saw two little guys snuggling up beside Yun Chuyao, looking at something on the phone.
Upon hearing this, Yun Chuyao raised her head and said with a smile, "You really don't remember anything?"
Song Ci frowned upon hearing this.
He suddenly remembered something. The first time he saw Yun Chuyao, she called him by his nickname.
And Mao Mao's nickname is what his grandparents often call him, and even his parents basically call him a nickname.
In addition, last time Yun Shiqi also asked about his grandfather's health, judging from his attitude, it didn't seem like he had only met once.
Song Ci is also a smart person, and he immediately thought of a possibility that his grandfather had known them before.
Moreover, Yun Chuyao should have known him a long time ago, and the two even met each other, but Song Ci had no impression at all, otherwise it would be impossible for him to blurt out and call him Mao Mao the first time he saw him.
His memory has always been good, if he saw it, he shouldn't forget it, but he recalled it carefully, but still couldn't remember it.
Seeing Song Ci's expression of deep thought, Yun Chuyao said angrily, "Hmph, forget it if you can't remember it, don't think about it."
"I really can't remember. Just tell me when we met before we fell in love."
"Hmph, think for yourself, if you can't remember it, forget it."
Yun Chuyao hugged her arms and raised her neck, looking like she didn't want to talk to anyone.
Song Ci, who saw her appearance from the rearview mirror, laughed. It was indeed a mother and daughter, both angry.
Song Ci didn't ask this question any more, it's not an important matter, he was going to think about it more carefully.
But why don't you have any memory?
He was a little puzzled.
Seeing that Song Ci stopped asking, Yun Chuyao took the initiative to ask, "Where is that classmate of yours? Didn't she ask you to help her?"
"She, she said that she would come to Jiangzhou to find me in two days." Song Ci said.
"Then what is her wish?"
"She didn't say it, but I heard what she meant. She probably wanted to see her mother. When she passed away, the saddest thing was her mother. I don't know how her mother is doing now." Song Ci said with some emotion.
Yun Chuyao, upon hearing this, lowered his head to look at Nuan Nuan, who was leaning on his arms, drowsy.
Yes, there are a few mothers who don't love their children.
Especially in a single-parent family like Bai Hexiang, now her mother is probably left alone, struggling to live in this world.
(End of this chapter)