Hands tightly clenched fist.

Song Changlin glanced at her and didn't speak again.

After a while, song Changwen suddenly said, "I'll go to my mother's place. Go back first."

Her voice was tired.

Obviously.

But song Changlin didn't mean to refute her, "OK."

They arrived at a place not far from Song's home. Song Changlin drove into the yard and stopped. He didn't get off the bus and sat on the bus waiting for song Changwen.

Song Changwen got off alone. Now it's past the dinner time. After eating the food that should go home, the one who should go back to the room to watch TV will go back to the room. There is no one in the living room, which seems a little cold.

Song Changwen changed her shoes and walked straight to the stairs. When she arrived at the old lady's room, she knocked twice on the door. The old lady's response came from inside.

She just opened the door and went in.

The old lady sat on the balcony, counting the beads in her hand. She looked back and saw song Changwen. She smiled kindly and gently put the beads down.

Standing up to meet song Changwen, "Changwen, why are you so late?"

Song Changwen said with a smile, "I went to nianshen with Changlin and sat there for a while. By the way, I'll have a look."

She reached for song Changwen's hand and took her to sit on the edge of the bed.

Then she asked song Changwen in a reproachful tone, "why don't they bring the little fish to play for so many days?"

Song Changwen said, "both of them are busy. Let them come here."

The old lady frowned. "What's Lin yishallow busy with?"

Song Changwen seemed to have expected this question for a long time. She answered quickly, "she is helping Nian Shen. There are new projects in Nian Shen. She is very busy."

Smell words, the old lady's face shows a few invisible satisfaction.

The tone is still deep and a little disrespectful. "She's in charge of the company?"

Song Changwen nodded, "yes, I go to the company with Nian Shen every day."

The old lady nodded contentedly, "at last she's enlightened."

She glanced casually at the desk calendar and thought of something. Then she looked at Song Changwen and said, "it's Nianjia's birthday in a few days. She's twenty years old. Let's do it for her."

In fact, song Changwen came here for this matter, but I didn't expect that the old man would take the initiative to bring it up and give her a direct opinion.

She looked at the old lady a little surprised and kept silent for a long time.

The old lady knew what she was thinking. She put her hand on her forehead and poked song Feifei with the same movements and strength as they did in peace time.

The tone is the same spoiled, "you ah, I do not understand it."

Said she gently sigh, and heartache unceasingly, "up to now still can't put down that heartbreaker, already had his daughter as his own daughter."

Then he sighed, "we are both the same."

Song Changwen suddenly looked up at the old man in front of her, looked at the white hairs on her temples, and reached out to help her pull her hair behind her ears.

The voice said softly: "let nianshen and Changlin arrange it."

The old lady said, "that girl has been longing for you to like her. When you are 20, you can make a fuss."

Song Changwen hears the words, looks at the old lady, "Ma..."

It's kind of weird.

Although the old lady usually didn't show much dislike for mindfulness, she knew that the old man must be very sensitive to her.

More than her.

For so many years, the old man never mentioned Jias birthday.