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Song Xiancheng swore that if he knew that his daughter would go home at noon today, he would definitely not invite Tong Yan back for dinner, and if he couldn't eat in the cafeteria when he went back to school, he would eat instant noodles, anyway, it was almost junk food!

Tong Yan swore that if he had known that Song Rao would come back for dinner, he would never have pushed back, and he would definitely agree directly, he secretly called it a fluke, but fortunately he didn't stubbornly insist on going back to school to eat instant noodles.

Instant noodles: Who did I recruit and who did I provoke!?

Song Rao usually doesn't go home for lunch, which Tong Yan and Lao Song know, but today Song Rao came back by accident, and after being surprised, Song Xiancheng frowned and asked, "Why are you coming back?" ”

This tone, this demeanor, how much he doesn't want his daughter to come back!

The situation at home was not the same as she expected, seeing Tong Yan, Song Rao was a little unnatural, "I, this is my home, can't I come back?" ”

Then he pointed at Tong Yan, "What is he doing here?" ”

"Tong Yan is having dinner at our house today, it's just right that you're back, you cook, what I did is not suitable for entertaining guests." Lao Song is very self-aware, although he has been a father and a mother for so many years, he has not cultivated his cooking skills, but the food cooked by his delicate daughter is quite delicious, which can be regarded as Song Rao's specialty in addition to beauty and kindness.

Song Rao clasped her hands on her chest and said unconvinced, "Where is there a senior high school student who is responsible for housework, I don't do it, I'll just wait to eat ready-made!" ”

Song Xiancheng thought of something and said to Tong Yan, "Then I'll come, don't laugh at me if it's not delicious." His idea was that he must not let his daughter's few advantages be exposed in front of Tong Yan, otherwise his daughter would be even more dangerous, and she would not show her wealth.

Lao Song entered the kitchen, and only Song Rao and Tong Yan were left in the living room, Song Rao immediately came to Tong Yan's side, "Say, why did you come to my house?" ”

Although Song Rao was in a posture of torture, she was actually very happy, and it was definitely an unexpected joy for her to see Tong Yan at home.

"I, I'm ......" Song Rao, who was close at hand, put a lot of pressure on Tong Yan, he didn't know how to completely describe his mother's illness, treatment in the hospital, Lao Song visited him with him, and finally took him back to his home for dinner.

"Rao, come here!" Just as Tong Yan was organizing the language, Song Xiancheng poked his head out uncomfortably and shouted.

"What?" Song Rao dragged the tail note impatiently.

"Come and see, is this salt enough?"

"I'm really convinced, wait a minute." Song Rao lazily ran into the kitchen to help with her fist, and she really didn't feel at ease about leaving the kitchen to her father alone.

Only one person was left, Tong Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and then he had the leisure to look at the home of Lao Song's father and daughter, it turned out that this was where Song Rao grew up.

Judging from the living room where he is, this house is not too big, but it is neat and clean, and the decoration is simple and tasteful. There are a few plants on the balcony, adding a bit of greenery, which is in line with Tong Yan's fantasy of Lao Song, the residence of a Chinese teacher.

He saw that there was a door in each of the east, south, and north directions, which should be Lao Song, Song Rao's bedroom and Lao Song's study.

Song Rao's bedroom is obvious, the one with Y pictorial on the door must be the girl's boudoir, it should be pink and cute from the outside, but the girl is an animal that is easy to be inconsistent, Tian Xiaoni's kind of girl with a wild figure and personality, her bedroom is very pink and very girly, making it difficult to associate the room with a real person, so Tong Yan didn't dare to conclude that Song Rao's bedroom could be as cute as herself.

It was really boring to sit dry, and Tong Yan also wanted to go to the kitchen to help, but thinking that the three of them were too crowded in the kitchen, he had to let go of his polite thoughts, he stood up and walked around at will, and gradually approached the door guarded by the kitty cat.

The door was very magical, Tong Yan wanted to get closer, but he didn't dare to get too close, but fortunately, when he walked nearby, a picture frame attracted his attention.

There are more than a dozen photos in that frame, and the main character is Song Rao, and Lao Song appears occasionally, without a mother.

These photos record Song Rao's babbling from the newborn to the current slim, if Tong Yan guessed correctly, it should be one every year, because there are a total of eighteen, these photos are the epitome of Song Rao's life, it is a very precious image material, looking at them is like watching Song Rao grow up, it is a feeling of taking advantage, just as Tong Yan stared at a photo of Song Rao when she was six or seven years old with braids, a light cough sounded behind him.

"What are you looking at?"

"Oh, nothing, uh, look at the pictures."

Song Rao's sudden appearance made Tong Yan feel at a loss for a short time, and then Song Rao stuffed a tomato in her hand, and she also held one in her hand.

Just entered the kitchen, Song Rao not only helped her father solve the problem of more salt and less salt, but also heard her father reveal that the reason why Tong Yan was called to come to the house for dinner was because his mother was hospitalized and they had just come out of the hospital.

Because Tong Yan and Ye Qingzhu rode a car on the day of school, Song Rao, the special driver for Tong Yan, was very unhappy, so although she was happy to see Tong Yan come to her house, she didn't plan to give him a good look.

But when she heard the news that Tong Yan's mother was seriously ill, Song Rao was so hard-hearted that she directly picked the reddest and biggest tomatoes for him, but when she came out, she found that this guy was looking at her photo, and she couldn't help but blush, and she stuffed the tomatoes into his hands without saying anything.

Tong Yan was embarrassed to read it again, so he obediently sat back on the sofa, and Song Rao sat with him, not talking about the previous topic, nor saying anything comforting, but asked, "How is your novel?" Selected? ”

Song Rao chose the right topic, this is what happened next to Tong Yan, the only thing that can be regarded as a happy event recently, "Well, I was selected, and the magazine has been published, and the editor also mailed me a copy, it should arrive soon, and the manuscript fee is also a lot, more than 1,000 yuan." ”

"Really!" Song Rao couldn't suppress her joy, afraid of being heard by her father, and whispered, "Really? Do you remember what you said to me? ”

"Of course I remember, I always remember that I invited you to dinner after the manuscript fee was paid." Tong Yan affirmed.

Song Rao said, "I don't want to eat lately, can I put a long line to catch a big fish?" ”

"Catch a big fish? What do you mean? Tong Yan didn't understand.

"I'm going to skip this meal, and after you earn more manuscript fees, invite me to a bigger meal, how about it?" Song Rao heard her father say that even if Tong Yan's mother's illness can be cured, it will definitely cost a lot of money, which is a heavy burden on a family like Tong Yan.

Tong Yan didn't understand the deep meaning of Song Rao's words, but he instinctively nodded in agreement, but then he was thinking, does he still have a chance to earn more manuscript fees? .