Sun Simiao did not see her leaving, and the family caused all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred because of her departure.

Especially Sun Sizhu almost exploded.

The reason why Sun Simiao really left with the Song family was partly because Ma Dalan agreed, and partly because the Song family strongly requested it.

As for why she had to agree, it was because she was annoyed by Baoyu.

The group first went to the county to find a guesthouse to stay in, and drove back to their home in the provincial capital early the next morning.

"Miaomiao, what do you want to eat?"

The Song family took Sun Simiao to a state-owned hotel.

How can I describe this state-owned hotel?

In fact, it's just a little bigger than the current restaurant.

"I'll eat the dumplings!"

Big meat buns! Noodles! Big elbow! Braised pork!&1t;i>&1t;/i>

...

She has a lot of food for her brain, but she wants to be reserved.

"How did this happen!"

When I get here, I let my children eat dumplings, that's not a slap in the face.

Zhao Xuemei went directly to the window and asked for a large bowl of braised pork noodles each, but Sun Simiao was a child, so she asked for a small bowl of them.

I also asked Sun Simiao for a chicken leg alone.

"Eat it, if you don't have enough, grandma will buy it!"

Sun Simiao burst into tears at a bowl of braised pork noodles, and she wanted to say:

"This is too little!"

But what is said is:

"Thank you grandma, I'm a little girl, and I'm really enough for a small bowl!"

Song Jinghui glared at his wife, put his bowl in front of Sun Simiao, and pulled the small bowl in front of him.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

After all, men are more generous.

"Grandpa, I really can't eat it! Don't change it!"

When Sun Simi smiled, his big eyes formed a crescent moon, which was particularly beautiful.

Song Jinghui's heart was softened when he saw it.

"Then Miaomiao eat it first, if not enough, add it!"

For the sake of the big chicken legs, Sun Simiao certainly won’t make a fuss.

It’s almost the same to apply eye drops to grandma. If it goes too far, life will be difficult.

After a meal, Zhao Xuemei felt a little painful when she saw the money and tickets she spent.

But I can't resist the two men at home trying to please my granddaughter.

After taking a comfortable bath at night, Sun Simiao fell asleep without any psychological burden.

"Mom, what did my dad think?"&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Song Xiahe asked in a low voice, Zhao Xuemei who had been patting Sun Simiao on the back.

Zhao Xuemei's face was very strange. Seeing the pink and chubby Sun Simiao was just like when she saw her little daughter.

But today, she was a little angry because of her embarrassment.

"How can I know what your dad thinks? Go to bed quickly, go back and discuss with your partner, and get the wedding done soon!"

The more I miss my younger daughter, the more I feel guilty. Looking at the eldest daughter’s face, I get even more angry.

The eldest daughter looks younger than the younger daughter. Why?

It is just one who is carefully maintained, and the other is free-range.

She is not the kind of person who has a bad view and a biased mind. No matter how much embarrass her today, she just thinks that her little daughter is angry.

I won't be really angry with Sun Simiao.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Perhaps it is the tolerance of the elderly to their children in this era.

Song Xiahe bit her lip and finally fell asleep with her back.

After Zhao Xuemei turned off the light, she did not fall asleep.

Song Jinghui and Song Qiusheng and his son next door also did not sleep.

"Dad, have my elder sister been sick for so many years?"

Lying on the bed, Song Qiusheng asked his father.

Song Jinghui thought for a while and said:

"It's rare, at most it's heartache!"

Apart from being flipped once in the past few years, there was no big deal in the family and nothing could stimulate the eldest daughter.

"Dad, can heart disease be used to rehearse for a long time? I remember that my elder sister is very popular and has rehearsed a lot of rehearsals!"

Needless to say, Song Jinghui can do it in reverse.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

After coming here for a long time, Song Qiusheng was about to fall asleep before he heard his father muttering:

"I've been smart all my life, but I was plotted against by my own daughter!"

There was no reaction, Song Qiusheng really fell asleep this time.

The next day, Song Xiahe realized that her father was very cold towards her.

Sun Simiao was happy to see it.

What she is upset in this world is the white lotus, especially the one who has darkened her heart.

Regardless of whether this white lotus is targeting her or not, she pinched one when she saw it.

Seeing that my grandma's family is not too ignorant, Sun Simiao cooperated very well today.

I rode my car for six or seven hours before I arrived at my home in the provincial capital.

This is the family courtyard of the Drama Art Troupe. There are many families living in a large yard.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

As soon as they entered the yard, someone greeted Song Jinghui and his wife, and they introduced their granddaughter.

Sun Simiao is sweet-mouthed and cute, but she has gained a lot of money from grandma powder and mother powder.

When I entered the house, my hand was filled with snacks.

It turns out that life in the city is good!

But she doesn't care.

"Miaomiao, hurry up and have a rest. When your uncle and aunt come back, we will have a meal!"

Zhao Xuemei looked at the dishes in the kitchen and knew that the eldest daughter-in-law should have bought it early in the morning.

Sun Simiao nodded. She was really tired. Who could bear the bumps along the way?

"Miaomiao follows my aunt and sleeps with me in the future!"

Song Dongxue took Sun Simiao's hand and was about to leave.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

She was so scared that she immediately got behind her uncle.

"That, I'll sleep with my uncle!"

Sun Simiao thought that she was afraid of being poisoned to death when she was sleeping with a white lotus.

Song Qiusheng is still a bachelor, so how could Sun Simiao sleep with him?

"Okay, let Miaomiao follow me and you~ Mom to sleep."

Song Jinghui did not expect that Sun Simiao would be so repulsive to her eldest daughter.

Song Xiahe bit her lip and she was so gloomy.

Tsk tsk...

The white lotus is indeed a white lotus, and at this time it can shed tears without any burden.

Who is the child?

"It's done, you can clean up and take a car for a day."

After driving his eldest daughter back to the house, Song Jinghui pulled Sun Simiao and asked:

"Miaomiao, do you really hate my aunt so much?"

Sun Simiao shook her head.
To be continued...