Villas in the countryside.

When night fell, the entire hall was pitch black, and wisps of green smoke could be seen floating inside through the moonlight outside.

Qin Haobai was still sitting on the sofa by the window smoking a cigarette, his eyes were looking at the garden outside without blinking, and his body was still sitting in the same way as his brothers when they left.

If it weren't for the cigarette in his mouth all the time, he would have thought that he had become a Buddha on the spot.

"Little white ......" Song Yingbao, who had just woken up upstairs at this time, didn't see Qin Haobai, and ran down from the upstairs quickly, she vaguely saw a figure, so she screamed.

"Hmm. Qin Haobai's hand paused, his voice responded hoarsely, the movement in his hand was almost a gust of wind, the smoke went out, and suddenly his eyes were squinted by a bright light.

"Step, step, step", he felt someone running towards him, and frowned.

"Why don't you wear shoes. He opened his eyes suddenly, ignoring how painful his eyes were from the bright light, and looked at the visitor, his voice with a voice that was more worried than scolding.

With one hand, he carried the person who was still some distance away from him to his lap.

"It's good not to smoke in the future, it's not good for your health. Song Yingbao didn't respond to his words, reached out and pulled the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room open, waved the cigarette in front of him, and stared at him.

Qin Haobai leaned his head on her shoulder and hummed for a long time.

Song Yingbao reacted, he had been comforting himself, he himself also needed comfort, so he reached out and patted him on the back, and rested his chin on his shoulder.

It took a long time for Qin Haobai to move his head off her shoulders and put her on the sofa.

"Are you hungry?" Xu had smoked too much, his voice was still a little hoarse, and he looked down at the four packs of cigarettes that the brothers had placed on the table, all of which he had smoked.

He slowly threw the cigarette case on the table on the trash can in the living room, so as not to annoy his daughter-in-law.

After throwing out the garbage, he went to the kitchen, and today he sent all the servants home, so there were only two of them in the house.

Song Yingbao watched the man roll up the sleeves of his black shirt and walk to the refrigerator, he opened the refrigerator and took some vegetables out, and then the man's figure disappeared into the kitchen.

For such a sad thing as the loss of a family member, men seem to be very rational, and although they are extremely sad in their hearts, they are easier to accept than women.

Song Yingbao wanted to say that she was not hungry, but she knew that if she said that she was not hungry, he would definitely not eat, so let him do it!

She knew that if the truth couldn't be changed, then she should learn to accept it, so she put away her sad expression and went to the door to find a pair of red slippers.

She remembered that this was her mother's shoes, stepping on them was like being protected by her mother, and the blue on the shoe rack was her father's, the pink Aunt Qiao's, and the black Qin's father's, just like the family was still by her side.

When she was a child, she often stole her mother's and Aunt Qiao's beautiful shoes, feeling like an adult, and happily said to her two mothers, who looked at her with a smile behind their backs.

She also often messed up the chessboard between her father and Qin's father for a long time, and the two fathers were not angry, did not beat her, and spoiled her.

She also often ran after Qin Haobai, her mother and Aunt Qiao were behind to protect her, while Qin Haobai stood on the stairs and looked at them with disgust, and the two fathers sat on the sofa drinking tea and talking about them.

This home is full of the scent of parents.

Right now...... In the future, she will not be able to feel the love of her parents, and she will not be able to feel these joys in the future, she will have to rely on her husband in the future.

In the end, she also figured it out, after all, people will return to the earth in their lives, and in the future, she will also be with her parents, so she wants to live for her parents wonderfully.

She took a breath and asked her parents to give her the courage to face life, and followed Qin Haobai's hind feet into the kitchen.

"Why did you come in?" Qin Haobai hurriedly carried her back, reached out to turn on the faucet, took the water with both hands, and washed his face.

Song Yingbao walked to his side, reached out and put his arm around his waist from behind, leaned on his back, and told him that he still had himself.

She obviously felt Qin Haobai's body stiffen, and the latter turned around and hugged her, bowed his head and kissed her.

Anxious and rude, his eyes had a slight redness after the emotion just now, and he could only feel it in this way, there were people around him, his daughter-in-law, his wife, and now his only relative.

Song Yingbao endured his emotional venting, she knew that he had always been not good at expressing family affection, and he loved his parents very much in his heart, and loved her parents very much.

For a long, long time, he didn't let go of her until her lips were slightly swollen.

"Why did you come in and tempt me?" Qin Haobai reached out and gently rubbed her mouth, as if the low mood just now had never been there.

"Scoundrel. Song Yingbao chuckled, pushed him away, and walked to the faucet to choose vegetables.

The two tacitly did not talk about their parents, and the atmosphere no longer became dull.

Qin Haobai looked at the back of his daughter-in-law, and felt like he was filled with something.

The rest of our world, Mrs. Qin, I will love you well, and I will pay attention to safety so that I can accompany you for the rest of your life.

"Qin Haobai, I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs. Song Yingbao looked up and called out to him happily, and the latter nodded and picked up the ribs on the marble table.

There are some meat dishes on it, all of which Song Yingbao likes to eat, and an hour later, the two of them worked together to get a table of dishes.

Song Yingbao took the dishes copied by the great god inside to the table in the dining room and put them on the table in the dining room, a total of eight dishes, and then placed the washed rice bowl from the disinfection cabinet in front of the corresponding stool.

As soon as Qin Haobai came out of the kitchen, he saw this picture, there were six dishes and chopsticks on the table, he didn't say anything, and silently walked to his daughter-in-law and sat down.

"It's time to eat, I'm so hungry!" Song Yingbao rubbed her stomach and was cute to Qin Hao.

Qin Hao's white eyes gently reached out and touched her head, then he picked up chopsticks, picked up a piece of pork belly and fed it to her mouth.

As soon as she opened her mouth to bite it, she ate this large piece of pork belly into her mouth, and she ate it with relish.

She gave Qin Haobai a mouthful of sweet and sour pork ribs, and he quickly finished eating, just like telling Zaitian's parents that he would eat well.

The two of them devoured the eight dishes in front of them one by one, and after finishing the meal, Qin Haobai picked up the bottle of liquor on the table, pinched the lid, and ordered a little bit to the four bowls opposite, one bowl, and ordered back and forth three times.

The two stood up and knelt three times, and no one cried.

Qin Haobai stretched out his hand and pulled his daughter-in-law up, and took her to the garden for a walk.

"Ahh

"Hehe, in the future, I will make you delicious food every day and raise you into a little fat pig. Qin Haobai pinched the little hand in his hand and made a promise, and Song Yingbao looked at his side face with a satisfied expression.

After a few laps, the two sat on the swing in the garden, and the next two people could sit on this swing, and they also had to rely on.

Song Yingbao leaned on Qin Haobai and looked at the twinkling stars in the sky.

Today's stars are particularly bright.

The two of them didn't know how long they had been looking at the sky, the night was a little cold, and winter was coming.

"Daughter-in-law, go back!" Qin Haobai softly called to the person who was still looking at the moon with wide eyes.

A light breeze blew past the two of them, colder than before, and the man reached out to hold her hand and exhaled the heat.

Song Yingbao withdrew her dry eyes, got off the swing, took Qin Haobai's hand, and the two of them spared the pool and walked to the living room together.