Lin Yu pinched his chin, a little tangled.

There are several videos, the time is not short, and it must take up a lot of memory, if you send it to her directly, I'm afraid it will take a long time.

Bai Yiyang smiled and whispered: "You tell her, if you don't mind, when we go home, the video will be packaged and sent to her in an email." ”

Lin Yu nodded and agreed, and after talking to Song Qingxuan, she quickly replied to the message.

Qingxuan: Of course I don't mind. It may be a bit offensive to urge, but I still hope to send it to me a little sooner.

Lin Yu: Of course, we would like to help you too. Don't worry, my boyfriend's video recording skills are very good, and he must have shot clearly.

Qingxuan: Uh-huh, thank you.

After chatting back and forth for a while, Song Qingxuan was in a much better mood. And after the two understood, they knew that they got off at the same station.

Lin Yu warmly invited her to get out of the car and go together later, so as not to find fault with her mother-in-law again.

Qing Xuan thought about it and looked at the middle-aged woman on the side again.

To be exact, it was Ning Ning, the child in the arms of a middle-aged woman.

In the end, when you are a mother, where can you really give up your biological child ruthlessly?

It's just that now she can't give up, everything is temporary, and she must try her best to get a child for herself.

This home, except for Ning Ning, has nothing worth her nostalgia for.

She always thought that she couldn't leave this home, but in the end she found that this home was the most inconspicuous and dispensable one.

In that case, she better leave.

Ning Ning, Mom didn't mean to leave you, wait, Mom will come back to pick you up soon.

Even if she uses all the costs, she can't let her children grow up in such a family.

Probably noticing her gaze, the middle-aged woman turned her head and stared at her suspiciously, blaming this stupid woman and causing her to be scolded by a carriage of people.

"Look at what, even if you are divorced, Ningning is also our family. You don't even have a job, how can you feed my baby Ningning? ”

Maybe it's because she's scared of being scolded, and her voice isn't as loud as before.

Song Qingxuan smiled lightly: "Since I'm going to get divorced, then I won't go back to live." Ning Ning, you take care of the trouble, he is too young to eat too many sweets, and there are ......"

"Okay, okay, it's not like I haven't taken a child, I'm much more experienced than you. Where do you fall in love with where you live, it's annoying to look at your face every day, it's best not to go back to our house! ”

Before she could finish speaking, the middle-aged woman interrupted her impatiently, and the impatience in her tone only made her slightly tug at the corners of her mouth.

That's it, too.

She didn't say anything more, took a backpack behind her, and rummaged through a beige storage bag, as well as a few other papers, leaving her own papers and a change of clothes and a few pitiful supplies. Then he handed it to his mother-in-law along with his wallet.

"In this bag, I only have my own stuff. When Chenyun comes back, I will complete the divorce procedures with him, and I will get back what I should get. ”

When she said this, her eyes were flat, but they were shining.

The middle-aged woman didn't notice anything different in her eyes. Attention was fixed on what she had handed over.

"That's all? What else do you have in your bag, I have to check it, I can't hide the money, right? ”

Song Qingxuan frowned, but she was too lazy to talk to her too much.

"No, I don't believe you see for yourself. Just my change of clothes and papers. ”