Lu Yihan, who hurried outside the car window, helped Chen Yiran to walk forward slowly.

The two exchanged eyes for a moment.

Brief but profound.

It's like a tacit understanding of the ice release of the previous suspicions.

That woman is hateful, vicious, and no longer worthy of forgiveness, the fact that she is about to leave this world cannot be changed after all.

Look, Nanmen Zhen, you are still so good, I am willing to forgive all the harm in this world.

***

Uncle's birthday the day after tomorrow.

When Song Lu told Nanmen Zhen that he wanted to go over early, he thought he would disagree.

I didn't expect him to agree very happily.

Song Lu was somewhat surprised.

But I thought I could help my uncle have a memorable birthday, so I didn't explore much.

With the little star and the gifts I had prepared earlier, I went to City D first.

It's summer vacation.

The weather was unusually hot.

As soon as Song Lu went back, she ran to the store to help.

My aunt is a typical woman in the market, with a bit of power on her body.

Since the last time she helped get Chen Yu out of the police station, her attitude towards herself has obviously improved a lot.

In addition, some time ago, her car that was watched by onlookers was told to her aunt.

She even asked her about Little Star's father.

Song Lu's eyelids were thin, and in addition, although she and Nanmen Zhen received a marriage certificate.

But they didn't have a wedding, and they knew that they were married by people around them.

She couldn't explain it for a moment.

Nanmen Zhen didn't even mention the wedding.

She had to deal with it awkwardly.

Every time, I am incoherent and incoherent.

Fortunately, my aunt and uncle have a special focus.

No anomalies were found in her.

***

On my uncle's birthday.

Song Lu got up early in the morning.

First, I cleaned the room inside and out several times.

I went to the vegetable market and bought a lot of ingredients.

Get ready to show off.

After a busy day, in the evening, it was finally finished.

The last soup is about to come out of the pot.

That's when the doorbell rang.

Song Lu didn't care about it beforehand.

Until I heard Little Star happily call 'Daddy'.

Running out of the kitchen in disbelief.

I saw Nanmen Zhen holding the little star.

The suit is straight, and the face is like a crown of jade.

There are various gift boxes stacked at your feet.

After seeing Song Lu.

The chuckle that curled up at the corners of her lips was something only she could read.

"Song Lu, let's go see if the soup is ready, everyone is here, let's hurry up and start the meal," the aunt hurriedly greeted Nanmen Zhen when she saw Nanmen Zhen's handsome appearance and good clothes.

Uncle has been busy all his life, he can't be idle, and today he went to the noodle restaurant on his birthday, and was complained by his aunt that it was hard work.

Fortunately, it was time for dinner.

Chen Yu and Chen Ting also arrived with a meal.

looked at Nanmen Zhen with all kinds of curiosity, but because of his cold temperament, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

The little star was like a kraft candy, stuck to Nanmen Zhen's arms, and no one could coax him to throw it.

Nanmen Zhen obviously also looked like he was enjoying it, and the appearance of helping his daughter feed the vegetables thoughtfully and gently made his own cold atmosphere lower a lot.

"Brother-in-law, what do you do," Chen Yu saw that he was much softer than before, and hurriedly put it on.

Who knows before it is finished.

The uncle, who had been silent, suddenly slapped him directly on the head, "You stinky boy, what are you shouting nonsense? ”

It seems to be polite words, but everyone can hear the smell of gunpowder.

Nanmen Zhen's nervous back immediately straightened a little, respectfully opened a bottle of wine he brought, poured a glass and handed it over with both hands, "Uncle, I wish you a happy birthday and good health," he said, he took out a high-grade box and pushed it in front of him, "This is a birthday gift for you, I hope you will like it." ”

Chen Yu glanced at the logo on the box, and was excited to just want to call out, but was glared at by his father, and shut up embarrassedly.

The uncle just nodded lightly, and without raising his hand, he drank on his own.

Nanmen Zhen didn't mean to be embarrassed at all.

Continue to give gifts to others, throw in the gifts they like, and amuse a large table, and everyone except my uncle smiles.

Song Lu also smiled and bent her eyes.

From under the table, I was ready to learn the action of Nanmen Zhen touching her hand before, and touched his hand.

I want to comfort him.

Who knows, the reason why the nervousness and orientation are wrong.

directly touched the root of Nanmen Zhen's thigh.

Nanmen Zhen's body stiffened, and she quickly grabbed Song Lu's hand and clasped her palm.

Leaned back, pretended to cough, and whispered in Song Lu's ear, "Don't worry, gently, let you touch it tonight." ”

Song Lu blushed, so she had to bow her head and pick up the rice.

"Mommy, didn't you say that when you eat, you should chew slowly?" Xiaoxing asked puzzled when she saw Song Lu, who was suddenly about to eat.

Song Lu's face turned even redder, and her head was still buried in her eyes, "Mommy said that children should chew slowly." ”

Nanmen Zhen looked at Song Lu's appearance and couldn't help laughing.

Is his lightness, is it really as cute as a piece?

***

Dinner is over.

Nanmen Zhen chatted with her uncle for a while.

He was ready to take his leave.

He was not a man of many words, but who knew that his uncle was less talkative than him.

In the few words, it was full of warnings to him.

Nanmen Zhen couldn't hear his intentions.

But the maintenance of Song Lu behind the warning also made him quite happy.

His gentleness is guarded by one more person.

My aunt forced her to stay, but Nanmen Zhen said that she had booked a hotel and insisted on leaving.

"Got it, uncle," Song Lu responded softly, looking up at Nanmenzhen's movements with a deep sense of reluctance.

Nanmen Zhen glanced at the well-behaved little woman with her head down, and couldn't wait to pull her into her arms and love her well.

Seeing that his uncle's face was not very good, he took the opportunity of hugging Xiaoxing to secretly touch Song Lu's hand and left.

***

"Uncle, let's have a cup of tea!" Song Lu handed over the brewed tea and sat next to his uncle.

"Girl, will you blame your uncle, give Xingxing's father a look today," the uncle reached out and touched her head, and asked lovingly.

Song Lu didn't expect his uncle to be so honest, he was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head, "How come? Everything my uncle does is for my good, Xiaoyu understands." ”

"Your temperament looks soft and weak, but in fact you are as strong as your mother, and you never say anything when you are wronged, Xingxing's father is a rich man at first glance, and people of our status are different, you love each other now, but what about in the future?"

"He stands at that height, no matter what age he is, there are always many temptations around him, but what about you? girl, you will also grow old and change, can you guarantee to love each other for a lifetime? Not to mention that he doesn't even have a ceremony to announce your existence to the world, where am I willing to let my girl suffer a little grievance?" The love from the heart of the elders can always make people moved.

Song Lu's eyes were red, leaning on his uncle's shoulder, and tears finally couldn't help but flow, "Uncle, thank you, I will never be wronged with you." ”

Uncle touched her long hair and wanted to say a lot, but his girl was too smart and should understand.

As long as she's happy.

***

When the phone rings.

Song Lu returned to Chen Ting's room not long ago.

Xiaoxing said that he hadn't seen his uncle and grandfather for a long time, and he wanted to sleep with his uncle.

After Song Lu settled down, she went back to her room.

I was still indulging in that conversation with my uncle.

The phone rang, startling her.

Probably because of the crying not long ago, as soon as the phone was connected, Nanmen Zhen heard Song Lu's hoarse throat.

Startled, he hurriedly asked, "Gently, what's wrong with you." ”

Song Lu wanted to make up a random reason to prevaricate, but Nanmen Zhen had already guessed the reason, "You cried, right, did your uncle scold you? Baby, don't be sad, it's my problem, I shouldn't have come to visit without saying hello, I made you wronged, I'm sorry." ”

"No, it's not what you think, I'm just a little moved, I thought I was the only one in this world, but I didn't expect to have an uncle who loves me so much," Song Lu hurriedly explained.

"And what about me and Xiaoxing, I love you very much," Nanmen Zhen chuckled, "Gently, I miss you so much! I haven't seen you for a few days, and I thought I could sleep with you tonight? ”

"There are many people who want to sleep with you, where are you pitiful," Song Lu blurted out in a tasteful tone when she thought of what her uncle had said before.

When Nanmen Zhen heard this, he panicked instantly, how could he not hear the displeasure in her tone?

"But I want to sleep with you alone, the past, the present, and the future, only my gentleness," Nanmen Zhen said more slowly as he walked to the back.

But Song Lu's heartbeat accelerated.

"Nanmenzhen, I will also get old, one day, I will get old, ugly, and become what you don't like, will you not want me anymore," Song Lu's voice was full of crying.

Just the thought of this possibility made her sad as if she was about to die.

"Gently, I used to hear others say that it is her soul that loves someone deeply, although I don't know much about what the soul is, but I know that I love my softness more than myself, you say, people like me, where are they willing to let themselves be wronged?" The voice from the microphone at night is always more profound than face-to-face communication.

In an instant, Song Lu burst into tears.

"Nanmen Zhen, I miss you," the choked voice carried a characteristic grievance.

"Then come down, I'll be downstairs," Nanmen Zhen smiled, "Didn't you say I'd let you touch enough tonight?"

Nanmen Zhen, who is always serious for no more than three seconds.

There is always a way to make Song Lu burst into tears and laugh.

***

Song Lu took advantage of the faint light of her mobile phone.

Seeing that the lights had been turned off in the whole house, they concluded that they had fallen asleep.

Slowed down, only a few steps forward.

Then she heard the voice of someone calling out to her.

Song Lu, who was frightened, shrank in her heart and almost screamed.

"Sister, where are you going," Chen Yu asked knowingly, leaning over most of his body.

"Xiaoyu, why don't you sleep in the middle of the night?" Song Lu was disgusted.

Chen Yu wanted to return the words she asked herself to her.

After thinking about it, I endured it.

"I can't sleep, sister, you shouldn't be able to sleep, it's better to chat together. ”

"Talk about you big-headed ghost, little kid go to sleep, I, I'll go downstairs to buy something," Song Lu lied weakly.

"I guess, sister, you will meet your brother-in-law when you go downstairs to buy something," Chen Yu teased Song Lu, "The model of the car that my brother-in-law gave me is so cool, he promised me that if I can be admitted to C University next year, he will give me a car, a man like my brother-in-law is really good, sister, you are really lucky." ”

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