doesn't watch any entertainment news on weekdays, so I don't know anything about the two people in front of me.

When checking out, Ning Si swiped the card in front of Song Huaijing.

Later, she smiled and said to Song Huaijing: "I, who is a daughter-in-law, have not honored him yet." ”

With a smile on the corner of her mouth when she said this, Song Huaijing stared at her for a long time and didn't stop her anymore.

……

After buying flowers, the two of them got into the car again and continued to drive towards the cemetery.

When the car stopped at the gate of the cemetery, Ning Sicai realized that this was the most famous cemetery in Jiangcheng.

There have been jokes before that the "housing prices" here are higher than those in the city center.

However, it can be seen that the security and greening of the cemetery are very good.

Ning Si held two bouquets of lilies in his hands and walked behind Song Huaijing.

After walking for about ten minutes, he finally stopped in front of Song Ling'an's tomb.

Ning Si squatted down and placed the two bouquets of lilies in his hand in front of the tombstone.

In front of the tombstone is a photo frame with a photo of Song Ling'an.

In the photo, she seems to be wearing a cheongsam, her hair is all coiled up, and the corners of her mouth are slightly raised, which is very gentle.

Ning Si stared at the photo, then turned back to Song Huaijing and said, "Mr. Song, your mother is very beautiful." ”

"Hmm. Song Huaijing nodded slightly.

After answering Ning Si's words, he squatted down on the spot and began to pluck the weeds next to him with his hands.

Ning Si had never seen Song Huaijing do this kind of rough work, although he had seen him cook before, but it was not the same as this.

He is very serious and very hard working in every move.

Ning Si could feel that he loved Song Ling'an very much.

She also knows that their mother and son have a good relationship......

Ning Si looked down at Song Huaijing for a while, his eyes a little astringent.

She sniffed, squatted down opposite Song Huaijing, rolled up her sleeves and followed him to pull the weeds.

Although the winter in Jiangcheng is not cold, it will still be shivering after staying outside for a long time.

Ning Si's skin was very white, and after a while of rolling up his sleeves, his wrists were red from the cold.

After Song Huaijing saw it, he said to her, "You go to the side." ”

Ning Si shook his head, "It's okay, I'll be with Mr. Song." ”

For the next few minutes, neither of them spoke.

The dead grass in front of the tombstone was quickly cleared.

Ning Si and Song Huaijing hugged the grass one after the other and threw it into the trash.

When they came back, their hands were dirty.

Song Huaijing squatted in front of the tombstone, staring at Song Ling'an's photo in a daze.

Ning Si squatted beside him, turning his head sideways to look at him secretly.

Although he didn't show sadness or cry, Ning Si could feel that he was sad.

"Mr. Song. Ning Si suddenly envied him: "You have a good relationship with your mother......, right? I love you so much, don't you?"

"Hmm. Song Huaijing turned his head sideways and looked into her eyes, "She's fine." ”

"Hmm...... That's nice. Ning Si smiled, "Mr. Song is very happy, he has a mother who loves you very much." ”

When he said the last word, Ning Si's voice was a little choked.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, and she was suddenly very sad.

Fortunately, her endurance was not bad, and she quickly held back her tears.

She simply sat down on the ground and rested her head on Song Huaijing's shoulder as usual.

"Mr. Song, I envy you. ”

"What?" Song Huaijing looked down at her, not quite understanding what she meant.

"Because you have a mother who loves you very much. ”

Ning Si raised his head and looked into his eyes, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's a pity, I didn't." ”

"Why do you say that? ”

Song Huaijing frowned slightly, he could vaguely feel that Ning Si's mood was not right, but he couldn't be sure.

"Because my mom doesn't love me. Ning Si was still laughing, "I told Mr. Song before, she didn't want me when I was very young, doesn't Mr. Song remember?"

Chapter 192: Mr. Song is very happy

When she said this, Ning Si's eyes were constantly sour, and tears poured out again and again, and she held back again and again.

She kept telling herself that there was no need to shed tears over anything from the past, especially something related to her parents.

There is no need, and no one will see it. As she said before, only the tears of people who are loved can make people feel distressed.

For a person like her, even if she cries, no one will look at her more, and maybe she will only provoke ridicule from others.

Song Huaijing listened to Ning Si's words very quietly, recalled them seriously, and finally remembered what she had said.

She did say that her mom didn't want her when she was very young.

About her family and past, Song Huaijing rarely asked.

"What is the reason?" Song Huaijing asked her.

"Well, I don't know. ”

Ning Sikan was over five years old when she left, and her memory was already blurred, and she couldn't even recall what she looked like now, and there was only a vague outline in her memory.

"Maybe it's because you don't like me. Speaking of this, she smiled again: "I only remember that she liked the piano very much, and at that time she stayed in the piano store every day and didn't go home, and every time someone called her back." ”

"......" Song Huaijing did not speak.

He has a good relationship with Song Ling'an, and Song Ling'an has taken good care of him since he was a child.

Before he was taken back to the Wei family, it was Song Lingan who was making money to support him.

At that time, they were living on a tight basis, but they were happy every day.

Because of Song Ling'an's relationship, Song Huaijing has always believed that all mothers in the world love their children.

Hearing Ning Si talk about her mother, he couldn't accept it.

Ning Si saw that Song Huaijing didn't speak, and probably knew that he had nothing to say.

Also, a person like him who has enjoyed motherly love can't put himself in her shoes at all.

Although he had a bad relationship with Wei Zhanyang, at least Song Lingan loved her when he was alive.

And what about her, her father doesn't hurt, and her mother doesn't love her.

In comparison, she is much worse than Song Huaijing.

"So, Mr. Song is still very happy. Ning Si closed her eyes, "A mother's child is like a treasure, isn't it?" ”

Song Huaijing stared at Ning Si for a long time.

During this time, the wind was constantly blowing in the cemetery, and her hair was blown up by the wind and swept past his cheeks.

Itchy.

……

"Where's your dad. After nearly five minutes of silence, he finally asked the next question.

He clearly felt that after asking this question, Ning Si's body stiffened for a few seconds.

When he looked deeper, she had already opened her eyes and returned to her usual appearance.

She looked up at him, a smile in her eyes, and spoke nonchalantly.

"He's dead. She replied to Song Huaijing's question in five very simple words.

"Is he good to you. What Song Huaijing really wanted to ask was this.

Is he good to her?

After hearing this question, Ning Si smiled even brighter.

All right?

At first, it was about good, but then, everything was different.

"Not good. She summed up the past in two simple words.

Because she didn't want to mention it at all, and she didn't want to reminisce.

Later, Song Huaijing couldn't say a word, he raised his hand and wrapped his arms around Ning Si's waist, letting her lean on his shoulder.

**

For the next half an hour, neither of them spoke again, Song Huaijing followed Ning Si to sit on the ground, and the two of them leaned together quietly.

After about thirty-five minutes, Song Huaijing pulled Ning Si up from the ground and said lightly, "Let's go." ”

After being silent for so long, Ning Si's mood calmed down a little.

After getting up from the ground, she subconsciously wrapped her hand behind her back and patted the ash on her buttocks.

Song Huaijing had just followed her to the ground, and her buttocks were also covered with dust.

Ning Si walked behind him, bent down slightly, and patted the ash on his ass for him.

Song Huaijing probably didn't expect her to do this, and the expression on her face was a little stiff.

Ning Si saw that his expression was wrong, and explained to him with a smile: "Mr. Song's pants are dusty, I'll take a picture for you." ”

Song Huaijing: "Hmm." ”

"Alright, let's go home. Ning Si habitually grabbed Song Huaijing's arm.

The two men walked out of the cemetery in such a position.

After getting into the car, Ning Si immediately took out wet wipes from her bag to wipe her hands.

Just after pulling weeds in the cemetery, my hands were dirty.

But she didn't think it was appropriate to wipe her hands in that situation, so she didn't wipe them until after she came out.

Ning Si took two wet wipes to wipe her hands clean, and after that, she took out two more and handed them to Song Huaijing.

"Mr. Song, let's wipe your hands too. According to her observations, Song Huaijing's hands were much dirtier than hers.

Song Huaijing looked down at the wet wipes handed over by Ning Si and did not make any response.

Ning thought about it for a while, and directly pulled one of his hands over, pinched his wrist with one hand, and helped him wipe the dust off his hands with a tissue in the other.

In fact, Ning Si is not particularly good at taking care of others, but in front of Song Huaijing, her skills will be stimulated from time to time.

Ning Si used four wet wipes, and finally wiped Song Huaijing's hands clean.

After wiping them off, she put all the used wipes in a small bag and set them aside, ready to throw them away when she got out of the car.

After cleaning up, Ning Si fastened his seat belt by himself.

Immediately afterwards, Song Huaijing started the car.

……

Ning Si originally thought that he would go home, but halfway through the drive, he realized that this was not the route back to Xishan Villa.

When Ning Sizheng was wondering, the car drove into the underground parking lot.

She looked up and saw that it was the underground parking lot of a large supermarket.

…… Uh, so, took her to the supermarket?

Before this, Ning Si had no way to connect the supermarket with Song Huaijing.

The few times he bought ingredients before, Qin Li bought them for him.

Ning Si didn't expect that he would have the opportunity to go to the supermarket with Song Huaijing in his lifetime.

Before getting out of the car, Ning Si put on a mask and sunglasses again.

Now she can't go shopping as freely as before, and there are so many people in a place like a supermarket, it's too much trouble to be recognized.

What's more, now that she has declared that she is single, if she is photographed visiting the supermarket with Song Huaijing, she will definitely be scolded and hyped again.

After taking the time to arm herself, Ning Si finally got out of the car.

She deliberately kept a distance from Song Huaijing and followed him into the supermarket.

Song Huaijing didn't care about this, he walked in front alone, and he didn't even look back at her.

This is good, Ning Si patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

……

Ning Si couldn't remember how long it had been since she had been to the supermarket.

Because she can't cook, she basically comes to the supermarket to buy snacks.

In the more than a year that she has been busy at work, she has basically never been to the supermarket. In the past, when she came to the supermarket, Ning Si would go straight to the snack area.

Obviously, Song Huaijing is completely different from her.

After entering the supermarket, he walked directly in the direction of the fresh food area.

Ning Si quickened his pace to keep up with him. He is very skilled at shopping, and he knows exactly where to put everything in this area.

If he didn't know him, Ning Si would definitely think that he was a good family man.

However, if you think about it seriously, he should have been to the supermarket before.

Perhaps, when he is with Cheng Jiusi, he will do his best to cook for her.

Thinking of this, Ning Si showed a self-deprecating smile.

She understands now that thinking too much is a common problem for women.

Song Huaijing cooked for her, probably just because he wanted to cook.

Thinking about it like this, Ning Si didn't feel so sorry in his heart.

She followed behind Song Huaijing and watched him buy ribs, chicken wings, live shrimp, and an unknown fish.

After buying these things, Song Huaijing went to the vegetable area again.

Ning Si didn't know anything about this kind of thing, and followed him the whole time to watch him buy it.

Song Huaijing's movements were very crisp and the purpose was very clear, and he bought all the ingredients in less than twenty minutes.

During this time, what Ning Si did was to follow him and not let himself get lost.

The supermarket was so big that she felt like she was turning after walking for a while.

After buying things, Song Huaijing went to the cashier to line up to check out.

Ning Si felt that he hadn't done anything, and he was very embarrassed, so Suo Xìng said to Song Huaijing: "Mr. Song, I'll come." ”

Song Huaijing ignored her, raised his hand and pointed to the non-shopping channel, "Go over there and wait." ”

“…… Oh well. ”

In front of the public, Ning Si couldn't continue to talk to him, so he could only wait over there according to his request.

Ning Si was bored, stood in front of the passage and lowered his head to play with his mobile phone for a while, and finally waited for Song Huaijing, who was pushing the shopping cart.

The shopping cart in the supermarket can be pushed directly to the underground parking lot, Ning Si saw Song Huaijing pushing it alone, and quickly put the mobile phone back in his pocket to help him push it together.

This time, Song Huaijing did not refuse, and the two of them pushed the shopping cart into the elevator together.

**

On the way back, Ning Si asked Song Huaijing with great curiosity: "Did Mr. Song often come to the supermarket before?"

"Hmm. ”

This supermarket has been open for many years, and Song Ling'an often came here to buy things before, and Song Huaijing would also follow her, so she is already very familiar with this supermarket.

"Oh, that's right. Ning Si tilted his head to look at him: "Then it seems that Mr. Song used to cook a lot?"

"It's not. ”

He only cooked for Song Ling'an occasionally, and he also cooked for Cheng Jiusi a few times, but he could count it on two hands.

"Well, but I think Mr. Song is a good cook. Ning Si praised him without hesitation, "It looks like a good man who cooks a lot." ”

In the face of Ning Si's praise, Song Huaijing did not make any response.

……

It was nearly eleven o'clock when I returned to Xishan Villa from the supermarket, and it was almost lunch time.

After entering the door and changing his shoes, Song Huaijing went to the kitchen to get busy.

Ning Si saw him go in, and he didn't feel comfortable playing with his mobile phone in the living room, so he was ready to go over and give him a hand.

Although she can't cook, it's okay to wash vegetables and take them out of the trash.

When Ning Si went into the kitchen, Song Huaijing was flushing shrimp.

Ning Si walked up very enthusiastically and said to him with a smile, "Mr. Song, I'll come." ”

Song Huaijing glanced back at her and didn't respond, but still gave her the seat and let her come.

Ning Si looked at the shrimp in the pot and was a little confused: "Do you want to wash this with water all the time?"

Song Huaijing: "Hmm." ”

"Oh......"

She turned on the faucet, rinsed it with water for about three minutes, then turned it off and handed the washed shrimp to Song Huaijing.

"Does Mr. Song have anything else to wash?"

"Nope. Song Huaijing didn't even look at her, "Sit next to you." ”

Ning Si faintly heard a little disgust from Song Huaijing's tone.

Forget it, since he dislikes it so much, then she won't help him