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A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and the night sky became bright in an instant. Then a thunder sounded in the air, and then a heavy rain poured down. The people walking in the park after dinner looked panicked and looked everywhere for places to shelter from the rain. The stall owners along the street were even more busy, wishing they were Thousand-Handed Guanyin.

"A thunder sounds like a little summer, and it turns to Huangmei. The words of our ancestors will never lie." Mr. Song looked out the window and sighed dejectedly, "The sky is getting so fast."

Song Baiyu was helping the old man relax his muscles and promote blood circulation. He knew that his grandfather was feeling, but he didn't say anything.

The old man did not issue an invitation on his birthday this time. After the old man recovered unexpectedly, he took many things lightly. Except for a few people at home who knew that the old man was completely healthy, there was no news outside.

Although I had long anticipated the coldness of the world and the coldness of people, when I saw the deserted door of my house, both the old man and the Song Baiyu family were a little disappointed.

"Bai Yu, I saw you accompany me, an old man all day long after you came back, and didn't go out to play. This is not like a young man's temperament." The old man looked back and saw that Song Baiyu was concentrating on massage himself. He was extremely satisfied with Song Baiyu's approach and asked with concern.

"What's fun outside? It's rare to go home once. Of course, you have to gather more with your family." Song Baiyu replied calmly.

The old man was stunned when he heard this, and then he laughed and said, "No, good, it seems that you have gone to Jinyang City right. Not only has the personality become harder, but the skill of self-cultivation has become much stronger, and there is no longer the impetuousness of young people now."

"Yuan Qing told me about your affairs. Since that girl Zhou Yanran doesn't want to marry you, I won't force you to marry her. It's not that our Song family has left the Zhou family and is not a mess. I'll talk about this with your father when he turns around."

"Thank you grandpa." Song Baiyu was worried about how to talk about his marriage to the old man, but he didn't expect that the old man would say it himself. Since the old man had spoken, his father's work would naturally be easier. It seems that his efforts during this period were not in vain. Finally, he solved the big trouble with Zhou Yanran without having a quarrel with his family.

"Okay, it's time to have dinner. You go back and clean up first. I'll read a book." The old man signaled Song Baiyu to stop the massage and ordered kindly.

Upon hearing this, Song Baiyu stood up and respectfully left the inner room. He was a little absent-minded when walking. The old man passed this level, but Song Baiyu had a headache with his parents. Both of his parents loved Zhou Yanran very much, but Zhou Yanran was also very scheming and never showed a look of contempt for the two old men.

"Woman..." Song Baiyu sighed and slowly walked into the living room.

"Grandpa, right?" Seeing Song Baiyu coming out of the backyard, Song Yuan and Song Baiyu blinked and asked with concern.

Song Baiyu nodded and said in the direction of the living room and the kitchen: "There are two more barriers."

"My parents regard Zhou Yanran as a treasure. I don't dare to touch that bad head. You can handle the rest by yourself." Song Yuanqing shrugged and smiled bitterly: "I'll go to the kitchen to help my mother cook."

After saying this softly, Song Yuanqing got into the kitchen and left Song Baiyu standing in the living room in a daze.

"What are you siblings muttering about? Are you talking about Yanran?" A loud voice suddenly rang in Song Baiyu's ears, but the father who was reading the newspaper suddenly spoke. "I know that Yanran is a little arrogant, but now you have made such great progress, so her attitude towards you should change. Besides, no matter how outstanding she is, she is always from the Zhou family. If she is from the Zhou family, she cannot escape the fate of being my daughter-in-law."

When Song Baiyu heard his father's domineering words, he smiled bitterly. Why was your tone not so hard when his grandfather's health was not recovering?

"Dad, the forced melon is not sweet. I don't want to talk about emotional matters for the time being. I will talk about it when I make achievements at work." As long as the old man of the Song family is alive, he will always stand firm, and the Zhou family will be different. The old man of the Zhou family has passed away for three years. If Mr. Song hadn't helped him from time to time, the Zhou family would have been eroded by other forces.

Zhou Yanran is another filial girl. No matter how proud she is, she can't fight fate. However, Song Baiyu now has no thoughts about Zhou Yanran at all, so he naturally has to find a way to extinguish his mother's thoughts.

"Well, if you have the ambition, you should do some results and let that girl see how she will stick to her tail in front of you in the future." Song Xiaolian looked at Song Baiyu with admiration and praised.

Song Xiaolian was anxious to marry Song Baiyu and Zhou Yanran, but he saw that the old man was in poor health and needed a joint force between the Song and Zhou families. At the same time, he also needed to use Zhou Yanran's wisdom and ability to make Song Baiyu go further in the career. Now that the old man has completely recovered and Song Baiyu has a bright future, he is no longer so anxious about Song Baiyu's marriage.

As Song Xiaolian and his son spoke, Sun Cuifang and his daughter brought the food out of the kitchen. Smelling the strange fragrance of the food, Song Baiyu's mouth was filled with smiles. In the past few days, he made the beauty pill into powder and scattered it all into the seasonings in his own kitchen, making his family unconsciously apply the beauty pill.

Song Bohu almost stepped into the house with the fragrance of vegetables. As soon as he entered the house, he couldn't wait to grab a piece of braised pork and throw it into his mouth.

"Mom, your braised pork tastes too good. I won't get tired of it no matter how I eat it." Song Bohu was eating braised pork voraciously, and did not forget to praise it loudly.

"You little brat, you don't have any rules and don't know how to help your mother get chopsticks, you know you're greedy." Song Xiaolian glared at Song Bohu and scolded him angrily, but there was no sign of anger in his eyes.

Song Yuanqing obediently took a wine glass in front of Song Xiaolian, and put it on him with a glass. Song Xiaolian immediately couldn't wait to drink a sip of wine, and then he put a piece of braised pork into his mouth. Then he said, "Fuck, why did your cooking skills have increased after the child comes back? I have eaten the braised pork you made for decades, and it hasn't tasted so delicious?"

When Song Bohu heard his father's words, he lowered his head and smiled. Sun Cuifang rolled his eyes when he heard this, "I saw that my children are back, I feel so comfortable. Facing your black face all day long, how can I feel good to make good tea."

"Cough..." Song Xiaolian didn't expect that he would be counterattacked if he asked casually. He was almost choked by a small sip of wine he had just drunk, and his old face turned red.

Seeing this, Sun Cuifang and others couldn't help laughing, and the atmosphere at the dinner table was indescribably warm.

The whole family sat around the table happily, talking and laughing, and the dinner ended soon.

Almost as soon as he put down the bowls and chopsticks, Song Xiaolian received a call. He heard him "um" twice, his face became serious. He hurriedly greeted his family. He immediately put on the golden olive branch and three golden stars and went out.

Sun Cuifang sighed when she heard this. The family was rarely happy to sit together for dinner. She originally wanted to arrange some after-dinner programs, but it seemed that she had been ruined again. However, this kind of thing happened not the first time in so many years. Sun Cuifang has become accustomed to it. Who made herself a military wife?

"Mom, go to the room to rest, I'll clean the dishes." Seeing my mother's sad expression in my eyes, Song Yuanqing stood up obediently and quickly helped clean the dishes on the table.

Song Boyu was willing to help but didn't know how to start, while Song Bohu opened the military channel and watched it with relish.

"Bai Yu, just go out for some breathing if you have nothing to do. Young people are almost moldy when they stay at home all day." Sun Cuifang quickly adjusted her emotions and her eyes fell on Song Baiyu, and she said lovingly.

"The air outside is dirty, so it's better to stay at home. Besides, I haven't been back for so many years. I guess not many people in such a huge capital city remember me." Subconsciously, Song Baiyu didn't want to contact those former friends anymore, so he didn't want to go out.

As soon as Song Baiyu finished speaking, the phone in the house rang. Sun Cuifang was closer to the phone, and she reached out to answer the phone.

"Oh, you are looking for Bai Yu, he is here, do you want to talk to him...oh... OK." Sun Cuifang also shook her eyes at Song Baiyu while talking, with a cramped smile in her eyes.

"Bai Yu, you have done a good job of keeping your confidentiality, and you have even cheated your mother. When did you contact Yanran? Tell me to tell my mother quickly. People have called you to come and go to the movies!" After hanging up the phone, Sun Cuifang looked up and down his son, his eyes full of satisfaction.

Song Yuanqing, who was cleaning up the dishes, was stunned when she heard this. How could Zhou Yanran call her brother on his own initiative? Didn’t she hide when she saw her brother?

[Recommended the new book "The World Collection" by my friend Sanyang Zhuzhu, which collects the world's money, power and the hearts of beautiful women.]
Chapter completed!