After a busy morning, before lunch, the door of the bedroom was pushed open.

Song Xiaoya thought it was Jiang Beichen who came back from the outside, so she didn't look up and kept her head down to make her own gift.

Then a slightly tender voice sounded, "pretty sister, why didn't you come to play with me? Don't you like me any more? "

A little thin figure came in and looked at her with an injured expression.

Xiao Jie waited for song Xiaoya in his room all day yesterday, but he didn't wait for her to play with him. Xiao Jie said that he was hurt, so he couldn't help but sneak out to find her today.

Song Xiaoya felt guilty when she saw Xiaojie's pathetic appearance. "Sorry, Xiaojie, I forgot yesterday..."

"Well, I'll forgive you." See her very sorry appearance, Xiao Jie immediately waved his hand, like a very generous adult, said he did not care.

"Thank you, Jay." Looking at Xiaojie's funny appearance, song Xiaoya is immediately amused by him.

"Pretty sister, what are you doing?" Xiao Jie looked at the things in front of her and asked her.

"I'm going to make a present." Song Xiaoya returns at will.

Hearing that she was making a gift, Xiao Jie came over happily and looked at her expectantly, "beautiful sister, I want your gift, too."

"Well, I'll make one for you, too." Song Xiaoya nodded her head very well. Anyway, it won't take much time to do one more.

"Let me help you." As soon as song Xiaoya agrees, Xiaojie is even happier. He immediately sits down on the chair beside her and starts to help her make gifts.

Before long, song Xiaoya used the metal materials and tools prepared by the servants to make a retro bracelet for Qiao Weiwei.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief, very satisfied with the bracelet on the inside of the gift box, carefully packed, and then began to help Xiaojie do gifts.

There are not many materials left, but we can make a brooch.

Half an hour later, a beautiful five-star brooch was also made.

When song Xiaoya brought this small gift to Xiaojie, Xiaojie's face was full of happy smile, "beautiful sister, you are so powerful."

Song Xiaoya smiles. Maybe it's because she's pregnant now. Her mother's love overflows ahead of time. She reaches out and touches Xiaojie's face, "as long as you like it."

If only the baby she gave birth to in the future could look so good.

Xiaojie touched the brooch on his chest, and then some stuttered and asked her, "beautiful sister, I have something to ask you."

"Well, ask." See Xiaojie suddenly talking, song Xiaoya looks at him curiously.

"When are you going to divorce my third uncle?" Xiao Jie thought about it, then asked.

“…… Divorce? " Xiaojie's words surprised song Xiaoya. How could this boy say such words all of a sudden? When did she say that she would divorce Jiang Beichen?

"Why should I divorce Jiang Beichen?" Song Xiaoya thought in her heart, doesn't Xiaojie like her aunt?

"If you divorce my third uncle, you can play with me every day. Besides, I can marry you in the future! " He likes to play with song Xiaoya, but the third uncle is always fierce and doesn't let him and song Xiaoya together.

This third uncle is so rude!

"Poof -" as soon as Xiaojie's words came out, song Xiaoya couldn't help laughing.

She really did not expect that a little boy less than ten years old would divorce her and want to marry her!

Song Xiaoya's reaction hurt Xiaojie. Is she laughing at him?

"I'm sorry, Xiao Jie. I can't help it for a moment." Song Xiaoya quickly stopped the smile on her face, and then asked Xiaojie seriously, "then why do you want to be with me?"

"You are the best to me and play with me." Xiao Jie's reason is very simple.

Song Xiaoya after listening to some emotion, for children, happy reason is actually so simple.

"What about your mother? She can play with you, too?" Song Xiaoya asked. I don't know why. She always feels that Xiao Jie looks very loveless.

Before Xiao Jie said that his parents divorced, but it should be very easy to meet.

"My father won't let my mother come to see me." When he thought of his mother, Xiao Jie was wronged.

The last time he met his mother was more than a year ago. After his mother came, he had a big fight with his father and then left.

"Why does your mom want a divorce?" Song Xiaoya sympathizes with Xiaojie.

"My mother said that my grandmother insisted that my father marry another woman, and then she drove my mother out." Xiao Jie's sad reply.

Is Xiaojie's grandmother Jiang Beichen's mother? Song Xiaoya is in a trance. In her mind, immediately appeared the picture of the woman that Jiang Beichen saw in the study that time."Xiao Jie, have you met grandma?" Considering that this person may be related to Jiang Beichen, song Xiaoya can't help asking in detail.

Although she is in Jiang's family now, Jiang Beichen's mother has passed away and she can't see her now.

"I should have seen it when I was young, but I don't remember it now after a long time." Xiao Jie shook his head.

"Do you know where Grandma's cemetery is?" Song Xiaoya still can't help asking more questions.

She is Jiang Beichen's daughter-in-law now. She should take time to pay homage to her mother-in-law.

"Grandma's graveyard is on the back hill. Do you want to go?" Xiao Jie asked her curiously.

Song Xiaoya was dumb. She was on the back hill of the Jiang family's old house, explaining that it was very close to here. "Would you like to take me there?"

"Yes, let's go now." Xiaojie readily agreed, and then took song Xiaoya's hand and took her to run outside the Jiang family.

On the back hill of the Jiang family.

Song Xiaoya follows Xiaojie to the back mountain, and finally stops in front of a tombstone. However, when he saw the photo on the tombstone, song Xiaoya was puzzled again.

The woman in the photo is only in her fifties, and it doesn't look like the same person as the one in Jiang Beichen's study.

When song Xiaoya is hesitating, she finds that Jiang Beicheng and Jiang Beimo, the filial sons under the tombstone, do not have the name of Jiang Beichen.

When she came, she specially brought a bunch of flowers. Now I don't know whether to put them down.

Just as he was about to ask Xiao Jie why there was no name of Jiang Beichen on the tombstone, an angry voice rang, not far behind her.

"Song Xiaoya, what are you doing here?" Jiang Beichen's voice, obviously with anger, is staring at her.