He was slightly stunned, his sharp gaze suddenly retracted, his eyes squinted slightly, his expression was proud, and he couldn't help but say: "The times create heroes, although Song is not a hero, but those eventful years appear in front of him from time to time!"

His expression was lonely and lonely, "The hero doesn't mention the courage of the year, your ambition is not small, Han Man is simple and kind, just like her grandmother back then! Okay, it's not early, and we won't leave you to eat!"

This is to issue an eviction order, Jasmine unconsciously raised her eyes and looked up, and her grudge against Han Man became deeper and deeper. Song Jingqi, Song's father, countless people protect her, she has no desires, but she has everything that ordinary people dream of.

Father Song's expression became indifferent, and when he looked at her, Jasmine looked cautious, still unwilling, took out a sachet from his pocket and carefully placed it on the coffee table.

Staring at her with his eyes fixed, Father Song's pupils shrank, and he said in a deep voice, "Where did this come from?"

"Sister Meng Meng said that this thing means a lot to you, so she specially sent it and smiled at it. ”

I didn't feel my hand trembling, so I grabbed it and rubbed it carefully in the palm of my hand.

He was in his twenties at the time, and he was the most high-spirited, and he married a concubine ten years younger than him, with a pink face, a long ponytail, and two deep dimples when he smiled.

Not long ago, he led the army past the door of a rich family, but she poured water from the upper floor, impartially, and fell on him.

Knowing that she was in trouble, she stuck out her tongue, smiled apologetically and playfully, and the pair of deep pear vortex were imprinted in her mind, and after a few years of tossing and turning, her family was ruined, and finally became his aunt's wife.

Time flies, forty years have passed, and the little girl has become a gray-haired old lady.

A faint sigh, like a wisp of fresh wind blowing through your ears.

Jasmine nervously wrung her handkerchief, and Father Song raised his hand to her, "Okay." ”

When he didn't understand what he meant, he got up slowly, held the sachet tightly in his hand, and went upstairs slowly.

"Miss Jasmine, this is your baggage!"

When the servant heard that she had cleaned up early, he glared back at him, and Jasmine came to Han Man's room.

......

The next day, the weather was clear. There was no one in the hospital, and Song's father, wearing a pair of sunglasses, strode to the ward, and looked through the white transparent glass, and Aunt Han was lying on the bed with her eyes closed.

Although her face was old, she still had the marks of the past, and involuntarily sat on the edge of the bed, put her hand into the quilt, and sighed faintly, "At that time, I was out of the house all the year round and snubbed you, if I can go back to the beginning, I will definitely bring you with me!"

He remembered that he was bringing the fifth aunt, and when he left, the disappointment in Aunt Han's eyes was still in his heart.

It was also in that year that she got along with the teacher at home, shook her head, and didn't want to think about it anymore.

At this moment, tears crossed the corners of Aunt Han's eyes, just like the two lines of clear tears when he left.

His heart ached, and he said in a trembling voice: "All along, I hope that you will spend your life in peace and joy. Back then, I let you go, and I never regretted it. ”

His eyes opened suddenly, staring at his face, with a sneer on the corner of his lips, and he turned his head to look at the gray sky, "Don't fake it here, you killed my family, and you are still pretending to be a good person here, putting away your crocodile tears, we don't need it." ”

"Ah Fang, what I said is true. At that time, someone said that you and he were eye-catching, but I didn't believe it, and I was a little jealous at that time, so I took Xiao Wu away.

When I heard about you, I was really furious, and even said that I would not let it go, but in the end, I am willing to fulfill it!"

"Don't say it again! You tried your best to marry me, ignored me for many years, I finally found true love, you are narrow-minded, you still refuse to let go, seize the opportunity to hurt my relatives, my power is weak and I can't take revenge, unless you kill me at this moment, I will swear to death!"

"Ah Fang, do we have to fight to the death? For the sake of future generations, let's stop. Song Jingqi is sincere to Han Man, and Han Man is the same, the two really love each other, so why bother to break them up?"

"If Master Song had been generous back then, there would have been no such tragedy, but now I think about them, as long as I live, I will never let Han Man become your daughter-in-law, die of this heart!"

He wanted to say more, but Aunt Han had already rang the bell.

Father Song was worried about being recognized, so he hurriedly put on his ink-colored glasses, and in the darkness, seeing Aunt Han's cold face, he sighed and said in a low voice: "One day you will understand my hard work!"

He turned around and hurried away before anyone came, but in the aisle, he saw a man carefully carrying the boiling soup, careful not to overflow.

Old man Ge was very arrogant before.

Father Song stopped his steps, and when he looked back, he saw that Tang was given to Aunt Han, his eyes were far-reaching, and he remembered that the old man Ge before spoke for the other party from time to time, but he had already liked it, and his expression became unhappy.

......

Han Man has a poor appetite recently, and he only eats a few bites of food every day, and Huzi saw Ah Chun and brought it out again and told Song Jingqi.

"The afternoon meeting is cancelled!" he immediately drove out of the house.

Huzi hurriedly chased after him, "Young master, two guests are coming from thousands of miles away!"

"Let them wait first!" started the car and walked away.

The young master really wanted to come out one by one, and Huzi was so anxious that he jumped to his feet, so he had to call himself.

Song Jingqi's car stopped in front of a dim sum shop, bought sour plums and other fruits, and walked back after picking them up.

found that a pair of men and women were hugging each other next to the car, their five fingers clenched into fists and put them to their lips and coughed, the two still did not react, and the woman said delicately: "Brother Ping, your arms are so warm!"

The voice is indescribably charming and sultry.

Song Jingqi had a hint of disbelief, and pulled the woman in front of her, but was immediately brushed away, "Go away, don't disturb us!"

"Miss Li, you lean against my car door, how do I walk away?"

Li Mengmeng turned her head proudly, and after seeing that it was Song Jingqi, a flush flew over her face, and she hurriedly separated from the polite man in front of her, and said in a manly voice: "It turned out to be Song Gongzi, the two of us couldn't help it, hey, it turns out that you like to eat this!"

When Li Mengmeng saw the fruit, she couldn't imagine that Song Jingqi, who was tall and tall, liked to eat small snacks, and secretly remembered it in her heart.

Ignoring her, he opened the car door. It's just that Li Mengmeng can be regarded as following the car and unceremoniously took the dim sum.

Song Jingqi immediately snatched it, solemnly put it back in the paper bag, and looked ahead expressionlessly.

Angry, her head smoking, her eyes rolled, and she immediately looked back at the man behind her, "Brother Ping, where are you going?" ”

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