The Rich and Powerful Marry: the Rebirth of the Ace

Si Yue looked at the man in the suit in front of him, hesitated a little, then nodded, and followed 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 man was no threat to her.

Not only is there no threat, but she is her noble person.

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

It's not easy to get her out from under the nose of the Song family.

In fact, Si Yue already had the answer in her heart.

The answer is Mr. Bai.

But she was not sure until she saw the real face of that person.

Si Yue narrowed her eyes and didn't say anything 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 also a young, pretty woman sitting in the backseat.

Looks like it should be an assistant.

Just as Si Yue was in a daze, the young woman said softly, "What drink would Miss Si want?"

Si Yue froze again.

It was the first time she knew that drinks could be ordered in the luxury car, and the service was so thoughtful.

Seeing that Si Yue didn't answer, the young woman asked again: "Miss Si?"

Only then did Si Yue come to her senses, 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 as soon as possible."

The temperature is just right.

Neither cold nor hot.

The mouth is slightly bitter, mixed with a touch of milk and sweetness.

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, you will know when it is time for you to know."

Si Yue was still a little curious, but didn't ask any further questions.

The car drove all the way.

the other side.

Yu Tingzhi drove all the way, and he shortened the 30-minute journey to ten minutes.

Sanfu's wontons are very delicious. Some time ago, they were hailed as one of the top ten Internet celebrity delicacies, so there were quite a few people queuing up. Yu Tingzhi took out his mobile phone and called Song Hua.

"Hello, Huahua."

"Brother Yu."

As soon as she heard Song Hua's voice, Mrs. Song regained her spirits and signaled Song Hua to turn on the speakerphone.

She wants to hear whether Yu Tingzhi called to complain.

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

Yu Tingzhi continued: "I've already arrived at the Sanfu Wonton Restaurant. I heard that this wonton tastes good. Do you want to eat it? If you want, I'll bring you a copy too."

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

"Then I'll hang up first."

It was still that low voice.

"Well, brother Yu, be careful on the way back, don't drive too fast."

"good."

There is only one word, but it contains infinite pampering.

After hanging up the phone, Mrs. Song narrowed her eyes, "Little Shen, how good-tempered is this?"

Song Hua chuckled, "Grandma, his surname is Yu."

"Ah, yes, yes, his surname is Yu," the old lady Song continued, "Huahua, do you like him very much?"

"Um."

"What do you like about him?" Mrs. Song continued to ask.

Song Wei is a standard Yangou, "He is good-looking and has eight-pack abs!"

Hearing this, Mrs. Song was very disdainful, "In the army, who doesn't have eight-pack abs? Your grandfather also had eight-pack abs before! He not only has abs, but also biceps!"

But it's pretty irrefutable.

Song Wei said: "But brother Yu is just an ordinary person, and he is not in the army."

"That's true." Mrs. Song nodded.

Unless ordinary people are self-disciplined, otherwise, it is quite difficult to have eight-pack abs.

Song Wei continued: "And brother Yu also has biceps and mermaid lines, grandma, was grandpa handsome when he was young?"

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

"Really?" Song Wei asked.

"Of course!" Mrs. Song nodded, "We still have photos of your grandfather when he was young, and we will show them to you when we get home."

"good."

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

Song Hua also knew about Mr. Song.

After all, the elderly are buried in the Martyrs Cemetery.

"So Huahua, let me tell you, a man's fist is either used to fight the world, or to protect his wife and children, and it must not be used to hit a woman!" Speaking of this, Mrs. Song's face was full of arrogance. , "I'm not bragging, when I was with your grandpa, he never moved a little finger of mine!"

Mrs. Song hates men who beat women the most.

Especially domestic violence!

Simply intolerable!

"Then grandpa has no flaws in your eyes?" Song Hua asked.

"That's not true," the old lady Song continued: "No one is perfect, as long as he is a human being, he will have shortcomings. The biggest shortcoming of your grandfather is that he is too attractive. Every time he stops there, he will attract The eyes of a bunch of girls, there was no WeChat and QQ in those days, and they asked your grandpa for your home address. Why do you want your home address? Write a letter!"

Looking back on the past, it seems like it just happened yesterday, but counting it, it has been more than ten years.

"But fortunately, your grandpa is not the kind of person who is always in a hurry. Of course, the most important reason is that your grandma is attractive and good-looking! Do you know how good-looking I was when I was young?" Mrs. Song looked arrogant. expression.

Song Wei smiled and said, "Isn't it like a fairy?"

"That must be! Otherwise, would your grandfather give up the whole garden for me?"

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

It was Song Xiuwei and Zhao Ping.

"mom."

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

"Good morning, uncle and aunt."

Song Wei stood up and said hello politely.

Zhao Ping liked this well-educated and beautiful niece very much, and said with a smile, "Good morning, Yanyan! You really worked hard last night!"

Nowadays, few young people are willing to accompany the elderly in the hospital all night.

Especially Song Hua who just finished the operation.

It can be seen that Song Wei not only has a superficial appearance, she is also very filial.

Not only Chu Liangyu.

Now even Zhao Ping wants to have a daughter.

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

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

Zhao Ping took out the wontons she just made this morning, and looked at Mrs. Song with a smile, "Mom, I made some wontons and brought them to you. It's still hot!"

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

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

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

Only then did Zhao Ping know what it means to be a real rich and noble family.

The real rich and nobles have that kind of nobility brought out from their bones, they will not divide people into different classes, let alone look down on others.

"There are wontons. I've been hungry for a long time. Bring them quickly." Mrs. Song said impatiently.

Zhao Ping unscrewed the lid of the thermos bucket, served a bowl of wontons to Mrs. Song, then looked at Song Wei and said, "Yanyan, I specially wrapped some more, you want to eat some too?"

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

"Half a bowl is not enough! It's better to eat a bowl! Don't worry, you won't get fat after eating."

Although Song Wei was already full, she was so kind, she took the wontons that Zhao Ping handed over and ate them all.

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

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

Nice voice.

Response is also very fast.

If it were an ordinary young man, he would definitely be embarrassed and nervous, not knowing what to do.

But Yu Tingzhi didn't, he was always calm, self-possessed and personable.

He is not at all like the trash in the rumors, Song Xiuwei looked at Yu Tingzhi with deep thoughts in his eyes.

If Yu Tingzhi is really a waste, can he invite that primitive?

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

It's too early now!

I kept running to buy wontons for Mrs. Song, and it was almost ten o'clock.

Song Xiuwei deliberately said the truth.

Encountering this situation, Song Hua definitely couldn't just sit idly by, and immediately stood up to help Yu Tingzhi clarify, "Uncle, it was my grandma who was taken care of by brother Yu and me in the ward last night. Because grandma wanted to eat Sanfu wonton, so he ordered Went to buy wontons."

Song Xiuwei's eyes fell on the packing box in Yu Tingzhi's hand, and he nodded, "Thank you for your hard work, Xiaoyu!"

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

At the end of the sentence, Yu Tingzhi brought the wontons to Mrs. Song, "Grandma, do you want to eat now, or later?"

"Didn't you see that I just finished eating?" Mrs. Song didn't have a good face on Yu Tingzhi, and she wanted to continue to test Yu Tingzhi, "I don't have any vision at all, let's put it there!"

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

After a while, Yu Tingzhi handed the milk tea to Song Hua again, and he inserted the straw carefully, "Hua Hua, your milk tea."

Song Wei took the milk tea, and when the mellow milk tea entered, Song Wei's eyes lit up, maybe because she thought the taste was good, 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 drank it before, it tastes pretty good."

Zhao Ping said worriedly: "Huahua, you didn't sleep last night, can you still sleep after drinking milk tea?"

Song Wei pointed at Yu Tingzhi and said, "He's the one who didn't sleep all night. I slept soundly on the sofa."

Zhao Ping immediately said: "Then you take Xiao Yu back to rest, it's already ten o'clock!"

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

"If you're not tired, you have to go back and rest. How can you stay up all night!" Zhao Ping continued, "It's enough for me and your uncle to be in the hospital. Your second uncle and aunt will be here soon, so go back quickly!"

Song Wei 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, "Then whoever stops driving, I didn't sleep last night, let Huahua drive!"

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

After the two left.

The old lady 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 man and a woman!"

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

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

Song Xiuwei said: "Although it looks good, we don't know Yu Tingzhi's temperament, so it's hard to draw conclusions for the time being."

The Song family is not short of money.

Song Hua was naturally not lacking either.

So they didn't ask for Yu Tingzhi's family background and social status, they only asked for Yu Tingzhi's good character, good temper, and kindness to Song Wei.

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

Hearing this, Mrs. Song nodded in agreement, "That's why I tested him just now! I ordered several wontons in one go, which caused him a lot of trouble."

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

Mrs. Song said: "As you can see, he has a very good temper. No matter how hard I make things difficult for him, he didn't lose his temper."

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

This is a bit rare!

Song Xiuwei squinted his eyes, and after a while, he finally said, "If this is the case, then he is a good man worthy of Yan Yan's entrustment for life."

The old lady Song snorted, "I Yan Yan is as beautiful as a flower, and I still have the ability. It is not so easy to marry her home! I have to continue to test him!"

She will not let Yu Tingzhi pass the test so easily.

Zhao Ping smiled and nodded: "Mom is right, Yanyan is so good, she needs to test Xiaoyu! By the way, Mom, I have something to discuss with you."

discuss?

Why do you have to use the word 'discussion'?

"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, so she immediately smiled and said, "This is a good thing! I give birth! I support you! As I said a long time ago, more money is not as much as more children! It's a pity that you A few, except for the boss, no one listens to me! If you want me to say, you should have a second child long ago!"

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

Zhao Ping never discussed this matter with him!

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

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

Song Xiuwei continued: "Have a second child!"

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

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

Since Song Wei was found, Zhao Ping had mentioned to him more than once that she wanted a daughter!

"Is there any difference? Where can I get a daughter if I don't have 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?"

When mentioning his son, Song Xiuwei was full of disgust!

The old lady Song slapped Song Xiuwei directly, "What are you talking about? The son is not your seed? After giving birth to a son, throw it on the street? If it is the same as your idea, then you don't want it now. Know where to wander!"

Zhao Ping smiled and said, "Good fight!"

Song Xiuwei: "." He just asked a hypothetical question, and he was labeled as an abandoned child.

not only!

He also slapped the old lady abruptly.

However, to be slapped by an old mother at this age, although the pain is real, so is the happiness.

Soon, Song Xiuwei and Chu Liangyu also arrived.

For a moment, the ward was filled with laughter and laughter.

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

Zheng Mei is at home preparing the things needed for the New Year.

There are three days left before the Chinese New Year, when the two brothers Song Xiuwei and Song Xiuwei will move to the Song Family Manor with their wives and children, and the Song Family has always maintained the rule of giving the servants a holiday after the New Year's Eve, So, get everything ready in advance.

the other side.

Song Hua and Yu Tingzhi came to the parking lot.

It happened that a girl brought her parents over to see a doctor and was backing up.

The parents, in their fifties or sixties, stood by the side of the car, one on the left and the other on the right, directing the daughter in the driver's seat to reverse the car, "Turn the steering wheel to the right! Kill it, turn back, turn back a little!"

"No, the sensor has issued an alarm!" The daughter in the driver's seat poked her head out and said with a troubled expression on her face.

"It's okay, you go, I'll show you!" said the gray-haired father.

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

She bought the car just after getting her driver's license, and it has been six months since she brought the car back. This is the third time she has driven it. Every time she gets on the road, there is no big problem. What she fears most is reversing the car.

Especially with sideways parking like this.

Can't pour it in at all!

While reversing the car, she just saw a group of young couples approaching, she immediately lowered the window, "Beauty! Can you help me get out of the car?"

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

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

"Um."

Yu Tingzhi stood there and waited.

Seeing that their daughter was also a young girl, the parents were a little worried and said, "Little girl, why don't you let your boyfriend come?"

This girl looked younger than their daughter.

Is she okay?

Song Hua 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, "I'm sorry to trouble you! I haven't been able to get in!"

"fine."

Song Hua opened the door and sat in.

"Wen Yin, do you think this little girl can do it? What if we scratch our car?"

That's right.

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

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

Han Wenyin is an authentic rural person. She is twenty years old and just entered her freshman year this year. At the same time, she is also a very popular comic author on the Internet.

Sitting on more than one million fans.

Relying on drawing manga, she successfully bought a small two-bedroom apartment in the capital, and took her parents from her hometown over. At the end of last year, with the encouragement of her parents, she successfully got a driver's license and bought a 600,000 Audi.

Although she is not very good in the capital where there are so many talents, she is still the one to pick.

Her parents are also proud of her.

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

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

But Han Wenyin didn't expect that Song Wei's reversing skills were so good. She just said a few words, and Song Wei parked the car!

Not more than a minute before and after.

Han Wenyin's mother was also surprised, "My dear, this little girl is amazing!"

You really can't tell what you look like.

Because Han Wenyin's backing skills are not good, Han's mother thought that all the girls' backing skills are not good!

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

Father Han smiled at Han Wenyin, "Yinyin, when 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 will be impossible in this life!"

This technique requires talent.

But she has no talent at all in driving.

Hearing this, Han's mother frowned slightly, "This child, what are you talking about! How old are you! You said such unlucky words! What do you mean this life is impossible?"

Maybe it's because she's getting old, and Mother Han usually taboos such words the most.

Always feel unlucky.

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

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

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

Song Hua smiled and said, "It would be nice if you opened it more."

"Um."

Song Wei turned around and walked in Yu Tingzhi's direction.

Han Wenyin also took her parents to the hospital.

Mother Han couldn't help looking back at Song Wei, "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, but she even thought Song Wei looked familiar.

Father Han went on to say, "Although she looks better than our Yinyin, she is definitely not as capable as our Yinyin!"

Han Wenyin immediately said: "Dad, the capital city is the place of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Everyone who appears here is likely to be a thousand times more capable than your daughter. Just that little girl, do you know what she is driving?" car?"

"What?" Father Han asked immediately.

Han Wenyin replied, "Bugatti Veyron."

Before Han's father came to the capital, he was a simple old farmer. There was no one as capable as Han Wenyin in their whole village. Naturally, they didn't know what a Bugatti Veyron was, so they asked, "How can it compare to yours?" The car is more expensive?"

In Father Han's eyes, a car worth 600,000 yuan is already sky-high. After all, their annual income from hard farming was only a little over 10,000 yuan.

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

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

More than 20 million! ?

This answer shocked both Father Han and Mother Han.

More than 20 million!

What is this concept?

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

But a car costs more than 20 million yuan!

There is no comparison!

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

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

Han Wenyin was still in her freshman year, and she achieved such an achievement. Everyone in the village envied her for raising a good daughter.

Mother Han also gradually drifted away amidst the envy.

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

Han Wenyin said with a smile: "That's why I said that the capital is a place where a crouching tiger hides a dragon."

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

"That's the reason!" Mother Han nodded.

the other side.

Song Wei and Yu Tingzhi also got into the car.

"Brother Yu, where are you going?"

Yu Tingzhi adjusted the navigation on his phone, "Let's go to Huaxi Apartment."

He also bought a house in Beijing.

"good."

Song Hua drove and followed the voice of the navigation.

Huaxi Apartment is near the hospital.

15 minutes away.

Soon, it will be here.

Song Hua and Yu Tingzhi 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, it gives people a sense of conquering the small mountains.

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

Song Wei?

Cook?

Are you sure it's not dark food?

Yu Tingzhi immediately thought of the instant noodles that Song Wei cooked by herself.

"No, I'll have someone bring it over." Yu Tingzhi continued, "Go and rest too. The room on the left will do. It's very convenient to have a bathroom inside."

Song Wei frowned slightly, "But will the ones delivered from outside be unhygienic? Nor nutritious?"

"No, you're tired too, go and rest, I'll send someone to bring you two cups of milk tea later."

"good!"

Song Hua immediately walked to the room.

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

There was a faint smell of smoke in the air.

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

He hasn't slept well for days.

At this time, I fell asleep as soon as I touched the pillow.

That dream is very sweet.

After waking up, Yu Tingzhi silently picked up the sheets, tiptoed to the bathroom in the living room, and began to wash.

Because he was afraid of being discovered by Song Hua, he moved very lightly.

The base of the ear is even more dry red.

How could he suddenly have such a dream after having been pure and ascetic for more than twenty years?

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.

After rushing for about forty minutes, I finally calmed myself down.

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

He ordered from a nearby private restaurant.

Two people, four dishes and one soup.

All in small portions.

Just as the deliveryman delivered the food, Song Hua also got up.

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

Song Wei stretched her waist, "Where's the milk tea?"

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

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

Seeing the milk tea, Song Wei's drowsiness dissipated in an instant, and she went to sit down opposite Yu Tingzhi, "Is the dinner so sumptuous?"

There are Xiaoqinglong, raw salted crab, mapo tofu, fried bean curd with cabbage and a kelp pork rib soup.

Yu Tingzhi served Song Wei a bowl of soup, "Drink some soup before eating, drink milk tea after eating."

It's rare that Song Wei actually listened to Yu Tingzhi's advice, put the milk tea on the table, took a sip of kelp rib soup, and said in surprise, "Why does this taste so good!"

Very delicious soup.

The fusion of pork ribs and kelp is superb, and what is even more unexpected is that there is no seasoning flavor similar to onion, ginger, and garlic.

All come from the original taste of the ingredients.

Yu Tingzhi parted his thin lips and explained: "The owner of this store is from Shancheng, and all the ingredients in his store are fresh ingredients that are airlifted from the mountain city every day. This pork rib is free-range pigs raised by farmers, so the pork is very fragrant."

As the words fell, Yu Tingzhi picked up some cabbage and put it in Song Wei's bowl, "Try this cabbage again, the cabbage is also shipped from the boss's hometown in the mountain city."

Song Wei tasted the cabbage again, and it tasted really good.

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

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

In the evening, Mrs. Song continued to torment Yu Tingzhi.

For a while, he was asked to buy desserts, and for a while, he was instructed to buy fruits. After finally buying them back, Mrs. Song would pick all kinds of problems again.

The fruit doesn't taste right.

Not the one she used to sell, wait.

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

The old lady Song looked at Yu Tingzhi, squinted her eyes, Xiao Mian, just wait!

Sooner or later, Yu Tingzhi will reveal his true temperament.

It's easy to pretend for a day alone.

But what about dressing up for three days?

So, in 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 always had a good temper.

fifth day.

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 New Year.

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

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

With her hands behind her back, she said with a smile, "Yes, yes! The most beautiful one is my granddaughter! My granddaughter's name is Song Wei!"

"That's right, that's the national top pick this year!"

After going around in circles, almost everyone knew that Mrs. Song had a granddaughter who had passed the national examination.

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 is the number one scholar in the country!"

Hearing this, everyone came to shake hands with Zheng Mei one after another, wanting to celebrate the new year.

Zheng Mei also had a smile all over her face.

the other side.

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

Just passing by the inpatient department, I saw a young girl pushing an old man in a wheelchair.

The old man must have undergone some kind of operation, with a urine bag hanging around his waist.

There was a step in front, and the old man couldn't stand up, so naturally the wheelchair couldn't push it. The young girl tried many methods but couldn't solve it. In the end, she had to call her mother, but no one answered her.

Song Bochen trotted over, "Do you need help?"

Nice voice.

Like a spring breeze.

As soon as Han Wenyin looked up, she 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 uncle?"

Han Wenyin nodded, "It's my dad."

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

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

How could Han Wenyin know such a nobleman?

Song Bochen continued: "Shall we carry the wheelchair over?"

"Yes," Han Wenyin nodded.

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

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

"It should be," Song Bochen continued, "I should thank you for my grandma's matter."

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

Han Wenyin said: "It's been an old problem for several years, but 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 is very busy recently, not to mention surgery, we haven't even got 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 is hard to find a number one. In addition, Beijing Hospital is a top hospital in China, so the wards are also very full.

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

Hearing this, Song Bochen frowned slightly.

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

"Um."

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

Here, Han Wenyin pushed Father Han to the hospital corridor, and saw Mother Han running towards this side with a lunch box, "Yinyin? Are you okay! You called me just now, and the phone just ran out of battery, so Didn't connect!"

"It's all right." Han Wenyin said.

Looking at the overcrowded corridor, Mother Han frowned and said, "I don't know when we will be able to get into the ward!"

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

Hearing this, an old man next to him said: "Some are waiting! We have been in line for a week!"

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

Due to work reasons, Han Wenyin often attends various meetings. Mother Han subconsciously feels that Han Wenyin should know many 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, "Which one is Han Yingcai?"

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

Han Wenyin immediately said: "What happened?"

The little nurse continued: "Someone has arranged a ward for Han Yingcai. Besides, Han Yingcai will be able to operate tomorrow. Your family members are ready."

As soon as this remark came out, the family members of the patient who were sitting in the corridor immediately became restless and stood up one after another, "Why! Why should we arrange a ward for him! We have been queuing for a week!"

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

The little nurse unhurriedly flipped through the folder, "The ward Han Yingcai's family arranged for him is a VIP ward, and there are still many vacant ones. You can go directly to the window to apply."

When they heard that it was a VIP ward, everyone fell silent.

General wards cost dozens of dollars a day.

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

Ordinary people will not consider VIP wards at all.

Han Wenyin frowned slightly. She hadn't paid the manuscript fee recently, and the balance in her hand was just enough to pay the surgery fee and hospitalization fee. She didn't dare to consider this VIP ward!

"That nurse, did you make a mistake?" Han Wenyin trotted up 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 for 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 anything, so she called Song Bochen immediately.

Song Bochen said with a smile: "Miss Han, you don't have to be stressed. You saved my grandma. If it weren't for you, our family wouldn't be able to survive this year. Just treat it as me repaying your favor. I don't like to owe others things, after today, we won't owe each other anything!"

After speaking, Song Bochen hung up the phone.

Han Wenyin wants to say thank you, but Song Bochen has already hung up the phone

Mother Han walked over from the side, and said with a smile, "Yinyin, this VIP ward is different. It even has a kitchen. It costs several hundred yuan to stay here for one night, right?"

In Han Mu's perception, a few hundred dollars a night is already very expensive.

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

"Yinyin, who is that friend of yours? He has a lot of background! Even the ward and the surgeon are arranged!"

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

Did not expect so soon.

It is good to have friends!

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

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

the second day.

Year thirty.

This year's Song Family Manor is very lively.

A dozen or so members of the family gathered in the living room at this time.

The old lady Song was sitting on the sofa, watching the scene of Sun Mantang with a smile, and then looked at Song Bochen and Song Boyi, "Bochen Boyi, when can you two bring me a granddaughter-in-law back?"

Song Boyi rubbed his nose, "Grandma, I'm not in a hurry, you'd better urge 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 and prepared 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: "Maybe it's because fate hasn't moved yet."

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

Song Bochen: "."

At this moment, Song Wei brought a pair of couplets that had been written, "Grandma, what do you think of my writing?"

"Pretty! I, Yan Yan, are amazing!"

Zheng Mei and her two sisters-in-law are preparing the New Year's Eve dinner.

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

Mrs. Song made an appointment with the photographer in advance, but because the photographer has something to go home tomorrow, she came here early to take a family portrait this evening.

A dozen or so people all put on custom-made clothes, with the sky full of fireworks as the background, the photographer pressed the shutter button, and a beautiful family portrait was taken just like that.

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 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 beautiful! Look at how beautiful your mother smiles! And Yan Yan, Yan Yan is really good-looking! That Xiaoxie photographer, Please wash a few more."

"Okay." Xiao Xie nodded.

Xiao Xie washed twenty family photos in total.

After taking the family portrait, it's time to watch the year. The Song family has a custom of watching the year until twelve o'clock.

When watching the new year, a dozen or so people sit together to watch the Spring Festival Gala, eat sunflower seeds, and play Doudizhu.

Landlords don't play for money, and the loser gets stickers. Zheng Mei and Zhao Ping have stickers all over their faces.

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

Song Hua just had a video chat with Yu Tingzhi while watching the Spring Festival Gala.

The living room is full of fun.

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 Wei sent Mrs. Song back to her room, "Grandma, you should go to bed early."

"Yes." Mrs. Song nodded.

"Good night."

"Good night."

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

There were firecrackers everywhere on New Year's Eve. In previous years, Mrs. Song would definitely be so disturbed that she couldn't sleep, but this year, she fell asleep right away.

Until three o'clock in the morning.

Mrs. Song woke up from her sleep.

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

Then, sitting at the desk again, picked up a pen and began to write a suicide note.

Yes.

She had an intuition that her time was approaching.

In fact, she was already very satisfied if she could last until the Chinese New Year. At least, she waited for a family portrait in her lifetime.

Think about it.

Mrs. Song looked at the family portrait on the desk, scanning everyone's faces one by one, and Mrs. Song also showed a smile.

Her handwriting is beautiful.

It may be because she hasn't picked up a pen for many years. After writing for a while, she felt her hands were a little sore, so she took a break and continued writing.

At the end of the suicide note, she wrote: [When flowers bloom and fall, the end is actually a new beginning. I just guard you in a different way. Children, don't be sad, don't be sad, I am really happy to have you with me in the last part of my life. 】

Good morning everyone~

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

Babies, don't be sad.

This chapter has 11,000 words, do you guys really not vote for Yinyin who works so hard?

mua!(*╯3╰)