Song Yiyan never expected that Zheng Mei's heart would be so biased.

It was obviously disgusting when she stepped on dog poop, but she was still able to laugh.

And I don’t blame Song Hua at all.

What about her?

Who is she?

Has Zheng Mei forgotten her disgusted face when she wanted to get a dog?

nausea.

How disgusting.

For Song Yiyan, this was simply a great shame and humiliation.

After finishing his words, Zheng Mei continued: "By the way, Yiyan, what does the dog Yanyan brought back look like? Isn't it cute?"

Isn’t it cute?

If he hadn't heard it with his own ears, Song Yiyan wouldn't have believed it at all. This was what Zheng Mei could say.

"Black," Song Yiyan raised a smile, but the smile didn't reach her eyes, "very cute."

Zheng Mei put on the shoes that the servant had brought back, "Yanyan and your grandma are both in the garden, right?"

"Yeah." Song Yiyan nodded.

Zheng Mei smiled and said, "I'll go over and take a look."

Song Yiyan was almost mad to death!

His face is very pale.

But she still pretended to be elegant and generous, stood up and took Zheng Mei's arm, "Mom, I will go with you."

"good."

The two of them walked towards the garden together.

Song Hua let go of Baozi's leash.

Baozi is very good.

Just following Song Hua and Mrs. Song.

Steamed Bun would go over and harass it from time to time.

Baozi was not angry at all, he wagged his tail vigorously towards the bun.

Mrs. Song picked off two brightly colored rose flowers, put one on her ear, and looked at Song Hua with a smile, "Huahua, do you think it looks good to you?"

Song Hua looked back slightly, smiled and nodded, "It looks good."

Although Mrs. Song is old.

But the temperament is still there.

She was wearing a light-colored cheongsam, and her hair had turned gray.

It reminds me of a sentence.

Don’t laugh at the man with white hair and flowers. Time never defeats the beauty.

Mrs. Song came over and said, "Huahua, I'll give you one too."

Song Hua is nearly 1.73 meters tall.

Mrs. Song is a little over 16 meters tall.

She had to bend down slightly so that Mrs. Song could reach her ears.

Old Mrs. Song carefully put the red rose flower to her ear and said with a smile: "It's so pretty! It's so pretty!"

Then, Mrs. Song took out her mobile phone and said, "Huahua, let's take a photo together."

"good."

Mrs. Song took several photos in a row and then clicked to post on Weibo.

Eighty-five-year-old fairy v: "Good afternoon friends, I went out to walk the dog with my granddaughter. [Picture live] [Picture live] [Picture live] [Picture live]"

Mrs. Song’s Weibo currently has 5 million fans.

As soon as this Weibo post was posted, it immediately received comments.

[Good afternoon, grandma! Hey, hey, the princess is finally open for business!]

[Holy shit! Grandma is so upright, she sent the original picture! By the way, the princess’s appearance is so good!]

【I love this kind of princess!】

[Dog: He said he came to walk me, but actually he just wanted to post on Weibo. 】

【The princess is so beautiful!】

【What kind of fairy-like appearance does the princess have? 】

[Good afternoon, Meiqin. I just came back from cutting the pigweed. The little beauty from Meiqin’s family is so beautiful! [/kiss][/shake hands][/shake hands]]

[The comment above made me laugh to death.]

[Grandma will post more photos of the princess in the future.]

[The princess’s appearance perfectly explains what it means to be more beautiful than a flower.]

[Holy shit! Damn it! This is the first time I’ve seen a selfie posted live. 】

[I don’t mean to flatter anyone, I simply think the princess’s appearance is much higher than Song Yiyan’s!]

【She is indeed a princess! Cheating!】

【So, where is the dog?】

Mrs. Song scrolled through the comments section, with the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

very nice!

She just likes to see netizens praising Songhua.

"mom!"

Zheng Mei came this way.

"Amai is back." Mrs. Song was in a good mood today and greeted Zheng Mei with a smile.

"Well, I just got home."

Song Hua raised her eyes slightly and said, "Mom."

"Yanyan!"

Similar to Mrs. Song's reaction, Zheng Mei trotted over and gave Song Hua a big hug.

Only when he truly held Song Hua in his arms could Zheng Mei feel that her daughter had truly returned to him, "I miss my mother so much."

"I miss you too."

After a moment, Zheng Mei let go of Song Hua and looked at Baozi with a smile, "Yanyan, is this the dog you brought back?"

"Yeah." Song Hua nodded slightly.

Zheng Mei reached out and touched Baozi's dog head, "It's so thin! It needs to be replenished!"

"Well, Baozi has been wandering before, so he is a little malnourished."

"Poor little guy, you're lucky to meet my Yanyan." After saying that, Zheng Mei looked at Song Hua, "Yanyan, is it called Baozi?"

"Um."

Zheng Mei said: "The steamed buns are very good."

Baozi seemed to understand and rubbed Zheng Mei's palm with his head.

Zheng Mei smiled and said: "Wow, it is so smart!"

Song Yiyan stood aside.

That expression is as ugly as it gets.

Several people were walking in the garden together.

Although Song Yiyan has been following a few people, she always feels like an outsider.

Song Hua!

It's all Song Hua's fault!

If it weren't for Song Hua, how could she have gotten to where she is today.

Song Yiyan bit her lip.

Through the flowers, Zhang Ma looked at Song Yiyan's back, with a look of distress in her eyes.
To be continued...