Chapter 7: The feelings that should be cultivated must also be cultivated
Compared with Song Yu's awkwardness, Tang Xu is very leisurely. After getting in the car, I took a financial magazine and flipped through it.
Song Yu's awkwardness didn't last long, the group set off to leave, and she suddenly remembered that since she came back yesterday, she hadn't seen the little rascal and the person named Brother Ma.
The other party tied her up, and from beginning to end, she didn't mention the word money, obviously not asking for money. But he didn't want her life either, and obviously he wasn't seeking revenge.
She sat in silence for a few minutes, looked sideways at Tang Xu, and still couldn't help but ask, "Who are those people?"
Tang Xu was not surprised that she would ask, flipped through the pages of the magazine, glanced at her, sneered, and said, "What can you do if you know who it is?"
There was contempt in these words, but Song Yu was speechless. She had no evidence in her hands, and she couldn't call the police if she knew who it was.
She closed her mouth and asked no more.
Before the car drove onto the highway, Tang Xu asked the driver to pull over and stop the car, motioned for Song Yu to sit in the passenger seat, and then let the driver get out of the car, and he sat in the driver's seat.
From here back to Qinghe City, it takes almost four hours at the highway, and he actually has to drive by himself. Song Yu was quite puzzled by his move.
Tang Xu naturally saw her doubts, and swept his gaze towards Song Yu while fastening his seat belt, the corners of his lips hooked, and said, "This is going to be married, how can the feelings that should be cultivated have to be cultivated, right, Mrs. Tang?"
The ghost believes what feelings he wants to cultivate.
Song Yu didn't say anything as if he hadn't heard it.
Tang Xu started the car, tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, and asked, "When I go back this time, my father-in-law and mother-in-law asked, what is Mrs. Tang going to say?"
Yes, the two of them have to unify their calibers. Song Yu didn't want his parents to worry. And Tang Xu wants to maintain the image of a good son-in-law in the eyes of her parents, of course, she has to unify her caliber.
The two coincided in this matter.
Tang Xu was not idle, and received a lot of phone calls along the way. The two hardly communicated with each other except for the matter of a unified voice.
Song Yu originally closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, but he was dazed and frightened, and he never fell asleep all the way.
When I arrived in Qinghe City, it was already more than three o'clock in the afternoon, and it was colder than the next city, and it was raining lightly. Pedestrians come and go.
Although Song Yu was born here, he is not familiar with the city. Since she was a child, she has been accompanied by her mother to study in other places. I only come back for a period of time every year during the winter and summer vacations.
Her mind was chaotic, and the car stopped in front of the Song family's courtyard before she came back to her senses.
Tang Xu was still thoughtful at this moment, and he didn't forget to prepare gifts at this time.
It was Song Yu's mother Yu Manzhu who came to open the door, and her eyes quickly turned red when she saw Song Yu. Her daughter was pampered and raised by her, and she never went far away alone. Seeing that she had lost weight in a short period of time, she was distressed.
Although he was distressed, he still maintained the proper etiquette and didn't ask anything. politely greeted Tang Xu and led them into the house.
Obviously, he had only been away for more than ten days, but Song Yu inexplicably felt that the courtyard was much deserted. There is a little pantothenic acid in the nose.
Song's father, Song Zhiyuan, was not in the living room, but rested in bed in the room. His face was not good, and he kept coughing. Seeing Song Yu, he didn't speak, but gently greeted Tang Xu and thanked him.
Tang Xu's posture was very good, knowing that it was inappropriate for him to stay, he simply politely said a few words and begged Song Zhiyuan not to blame Song Yuhou and left.
Song Yu had seen his pretense earlier, and he didn't even raise his eyelids at this time.