Li Shengnan hurriedly came back, brought a set of magnificent-looking Tang-style silk and satin shrouds, changed it into the old man, and began to take pictures again.

Gao Ming is considered to be close to his family, so he took a few versions of single photos, and took a group photo.

Song Gaoli thanked him again and again, and seized the time to explain the last thing on his mind.

"Shengnan, I know you have a good heart, and you have helped us a lot, as well as Xiao Song Porcelain, you are all kind to me.

I am like this, and I can only thank you for my great kindness. But I'd like to be cheeky enough to ask you about it again.

It's my Song Zhao, you know what the child is like, after I leave, he will be left to jump alone, I really don't worry, the child is still young.

Can I beg you to raise him? Don't ask you to contribute in vain, in the future, Song Zhao will be your own child, go to your family's household registration book, and provide for your old age, you will treat him as if he were his own son, do you think it's okay?"

The old man said a long sentence in one breath, obviously it had been brewing for a long time, and he didn't even hit a stumble.

Facing his pleading and earnest gaze, where could Li Shengnan bear to say a word?

"Don't worry, I originally liked Song Zhao's child. Even if you don't say it, he is also my founding disciple, just like my own child, I will definitely have to take care of him.

Song Ci also likes Brother Song Zhao, right?"

Li Shengnan's clever speech was all out of order at this moment, and he didn't know what he had said, the corners of his eyes were red and he squeezed out a smile to comfort him, and his voice had an obvious nasal voice.

Song Ci, who had been silent for a long time, nodded at this time and seriously promised:

"Grandpa, don't worry, Song Zhao will be my brother in the future, and if I have a bite to eat, I won't be hungry for him.

I will keep an eye on him to study hard, go to college in the future, find a good job, marry a good daughter-in-law, live a small life of knowing the cold and the hot, and grow old safely. ”

Song Gaoli seemed to think about the meaning of her words, and the smile on her face became more comfortable.

He took the two children's little hands and stacked them together, patted them with satisfaction, said hello twice, and then slowly slid down his arms.

Song Zhao instinctively went to catch it, but the big hand in his hand quickly lost temperature.

He stood there stupidly, not saying anything or moving, looking at how pitiful he was.

Song Ci withdrew his right hand and put it on Song Zhao's body, increasing the output of spiritual power, soothing his blocked breathing and disordered heartbeat.

"Brother, grandpa is gone, he is leaving with a smile, his heart should have been put down, and there are no regrets.

Cry if you want to, don't hold back. ”

Song Zhao glanced at her in a trance, and then went to see his grandfather who died with a smile on the hospital bed, and cried out in pain, threw himself on the hospital bed and hugged his grandfather and cried and shouted.

Song Ci was almost knocked down by him as he moved forward.

She has practiced the basic skills of martial arts and dance for so long, but in fact, she is very stable and has a quick response, which is purely a pot with overly thick clothes.

There is a kind of coldness called your mother thinks you are cold, which is the true portrayal of Song Ci now.

Song Ci slowly stood firm, patted the dust that might have been rubbed on her body, slowly raised her head, and looked at Li Shengnan, who was only concerned about coaxing Song Zhao, and the feeling of being ignored made her unconsciously puff out her cheeks slightly.

Well, it seems that there is no need to worry about the run-in of new members of the family.

didn't welcome a new brother or sister, but accidentally picked up an older brother, and it was not bad.

Just look at what it means, she seems to be falling out of favor.

Song Ci looked at the nurse aunt who heard the sound and looked at her expressionlessly.

The nurse picked her up distressedly, took out a piece of candy from her pocket, peeled off the candy wrapper and stuffed her mouth, and coaxed in a low voice:

"Scared, right? It's okay, hang out with your aunt. ”

Song Ci nodded obediently with sweet sugar in his mouth.

It seems that her cuteness rank has not retreated, and she can still evolve towards the heartthrob attribute.