Although Song Yanheng was not close to Zhao Zhilin, he never made a small stumbling block to Zhao Zhilin behind his back, and the number of courtesies he should have was not less at all. Even when he gave Song Yunmao a gift, he didn't forget to give her a copy. Moreover, when Song went to college at the beginning of the year to buy a car and a house, it was all done by Song Yanheng. Zhao Zhilin was very grateful to Song Yanheng in his heart.

"Aunt Zhao."

Zhao Zhilin spoke gently, and the elders cared about the kindness of the juniors: "Yan Heng, is your company on holiday during the Spring Festival this year?" ”

Song Yanheng wondered why Zhao Zhilin asked him this question: "Holiday, what's wrong?" ”

"It's okay, I just think that every Spring Festival will let you spend it alone, and your father and I don't want to go. I made a lot of dumplings at home, or you don't have to work overtime in the New Year, you and the beginning of the year to go home for a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, two people are better than one. ”

In fact, Zhao Zhilin, the stepmother, is not very qualified, and her words are full of favoritism for her own daughter. Even in front of Song Yanheng, he did not restrain himself. If you want to be someone else, you have long been dissatisfied with Zhao Zhilin. But Song Yanheng is different, he also cares about Song Chu, so naturally he will not be dissatisfied with Zhao Zhilin's concern for Song Chu.

"Okay, I got it." Song Yanheng responded, feeling that his attitude was a little cold, so he asked again, "When will you and my dad leave?" ”

"Just this afternoon. Do you want me to ask your dad to answer the phone? ”

"No need," Song Yanheng refused, "The company is busy, I won't send you off, have a good trip." ”

Song Yanheng hung up the phone and looked at the phone for a long time. Speaking of this world, it is really wonderful, Song Yanheng never thought that he would live under the same roof with a stranger and eat a bowl of rice together. If it was said that the young master Song, who had always been arrogant, did not resist at all, it was impossible at that time.

Chinese New Year's Eve arrived as scheduled. Song was woken up early in the morning by the sound of firecrackers downstairs. The clock at the head of the bed showed that the time was just after six o'clock. Song Chu rubbed his messy hair and got up to wash. After packing up and going out, it was only half past seven.

Song Chuchu went downstairs with a large bag and a small bag, and was stunned for a moment when he saw the Mercedes-Benz in front of the building.

Isn't it Song Yanheng's license plate number? Song Chu went around to the driver's seat and saw that Song Yanheng was sitting in the car.

Song Yanheng hooked the corners of his mouth, looking at Song Chuchu, who was simple and well-behaved outside the window.

Song Chu's tutor was more conservative, and every time he went back, Song Chu wore a simple dress, looking like a high school student from a distance.

The car window was lowered, and Song Chu looked in, and a beautiful face probed his brain a little silly.

"Why are you here?" Every Spring Festival, Song Yanheng works overtime alone.

"I happened to go to R City to have something to do, so I'll send you back by the way."

"Great," Song Chu happily opened the car door, stuffed the big bag into the back seat, and ran to the co-pilot seat, his face was full of energy, "You don't have to drive so far." ”

It takes three or four hours to take the highway from C city to R city, and Song Chu is in good spirits, and he feels that he will eat some snacks and listen to children's songs. At the beginning of the year, Song Yanheng didn't let Song Yanheng drive the car to her grandmother's yard, and she had to walk for a while carrying five or six bags of gifts.

Song Yanheng sat in the rearview mirror and watched Song Chuchu carry his things with difficulty, and said slowly: "What time will you go back to City C in the afternoon?" "Song didn't spend the night at her grandmother's house three years ago.

"Four or five." There was no car to C City any later than that.

"Call me when you go, and we'll go back together."

At the beginning of the year, Song Yanheng thought that Song Yanheng was here to discuss business and wanted to go back that day. She thought it was convenient, nodded and said, "Okay." After saying that, he closed the car door with his foot and left.

The old house of the Song family is very large, with two courtyards in front and back. The front yard belongs to Uncle Song Chu, and the backyard belongs to Uncle Song Chu.

Today is the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and the two uncles' homes at the beginning of the Song Dynasty are complete, and many relatives have come, and the courtyard of several hundred square meters is full of people, and the conversation is endless.

Song Chu stepped on the fragments of firecrackers in front of the gate and entered the courtyard, and first saw a wave of relatives who did not know where they came from, and said hello. Her uncle was very happy to see her, and shouted to the house: "Mom, I'm back every year." ”

was received so warmly, if you want to say that you are not moved, it was a family at that time. At the beginning of the year, Song saw her uncle again and got a big red envelope. When she received the red envelope, her aunt smiled next to her and said, "Nian Nian, how are you doing with your mother?" I've heard people say that your current dad is quite rich, and I don't think the things you brought back are very good, why don't you buy some ginseng bird's nest, cordyceps sinensis and the like to give to your grandma? ”

Song Chu smiled, but his heart hurt. In the past seven years in the Song family, Song has never called Song Yunmao "Dad" at the beginning of the year, and has never recognized Song Yunmao as her father. Today, he was said by his own family. Sarcasm or jealousy, is there any benefit to them in saying such things?

Song Chu didn't reply, and turned around and went into the house to find her cousin. This is why Song Chu did not celebrate the New Year in his hometown where he grew up, and would rather eat quick-frozen dumplings alone. Since she was still ignorant that year, she inadvertently carried an LV home and wandered around for two days, and the eyes of those people who looked at her changed.

But here are her real relatives. There is only one Zhao Zhilin in C City who is accidentally close to her.

Song Yanheng wandered the streets of R City. In fact, this is just a small town under R City, which is not prosperous, but it is fresh and natural, with beautiful wood and clear water. At the beginning of the year, Song lived in the center of the town, with only four or five streets, one elementary school, two junior high schools, and no high school. Song Yanheng went to the junior high school where Song Chu had attended for a year, and then went to the elementary school where Song Chu was located.

The gate of the primary school opened, and Song Yanheng pushed open the crack, and there was a wide road in front of him, and there was a teaching building on one side of the road. On the walls is a world map pasted with porcelain tiles, as well as school rules and disciplines. After walking that road, as soon as I turned the corner, I saw the front of the flag-raising platform and the school building.

The back of the school building is full of trees, and the bare trees reflect the three-story school building, which is extremely quiet. Song Chu grew up in this quiet and serene environment. Only in this environment can we develop the soft character in Song Chu's bones.

Song Yanheng quietly looked at this not very big school, thinking about the appearance of the little Song Chuchu carrying his schoolbag to and from school every day, sitting under the blackboard and seriously raising his head to listen to the class, and a smile appeared on his face.

An orange figure slowly walked out of the back of the quiet teaching building, with long hair tied neatly, and a soft and beautiful appearance, wasn't it the beginning of the Song Dynasty.

The school is empty, and there is no way to avoid it. Song Yanheng simply waited for Song to come over at the beginning of the year.

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