After Song Yi was forced to listen to half of "Hans Christian Andersen's Fairy Tales", he finally fell asleep because he was unwell, and Comrade Song looked at his daughter on the hospital bed with a not very good face, and sighed heavily.

In the blink of an eye, my daughter is already so old.

Both of them thought that the child could wait and should come first with the country, but now looking back, they find that they have lost too much......

I really owe my daughter too much.

She has grown up so big without the love of her parents, she has become an adult who can protect herself, and she no longer needs them so desperately.

This realization made Comrade Song very sad and regretful.

If time could start all over again, he would definitely let go of what he had and didn't, and accompany his little cabbage to grow up little by little.

Time is running out.

Comrade Lao Song was a little mournful.

Then his hand was suddenly held by Song Yi.

The daughter's hands are different from hers, nor like her mother's in memory, she is more like her own mother's, that is, Song Yi's grandmother's, but her hands are softer than her grandmother's.

"Why don't you tell a story?"

Comrade Lao Song shook his daughter's hand with his backhand.

"After speaking, do you still want to hear it?" Comrade Song had tears hidden in his eyes, "Dad went home and got "Grimm's Fairy Tales" to read to you, okay?" ”

Enough, Song Yi feels that now she has to have a psychological shadow on fairy tales.

"I want to hear your story with your mother."

Comrade Song was a little surprised, and felt that this was a reasonable request, the couple spent too little time with their children, and told her their stories...... In a way, it's good.

"The story between me and your mom isn't as beautiful and fun as a fairy tale, and if you've been in a lab and know that most of the people doing this work are repeating the same thing every day, the people we're doing it may not feel enthusiastic, but it sounds boring."

"I know, but I want to know what kind of person my mother is, how did you meet in the first place, and what you have been through together," Song Yi turned his head to look at the ceiling, "Besides, life isn't such an interesting thing, is it?" ”

Old Comrade Song was silent for a long time, so long that Song Yi felt that something was wrong.

"Yiyi, did you listen to me and see a psychiatrist?"

Song Yi: "......"

Forget it, she understood, her dad didn't deserve her daughter.

Although the process was very bumpy, Comrade Song finally told Song Yi some things about him and her mother when they were young.

"Your mom is unlike any other girl I've ever met, very special, and I decided to pursue her when she punched someone who was trying to rob me to the ground."

Song Yi: "......"

If you think about it carefully, she is worthy of being a woman with Maozi blood! But what Song Yi wants to complain about more is: her father really doesn't look weak, but he is actually not very strong.

"Your mother, like you, likes to raise some cute little animals, she raised a tiger called Happy before marrying me, but then she released it because she didn't have time to take care of it."

This Song Yi can understand, after all, she was under the care of her grandparents when she was a child, and she also raised a big cat.

It's a pity, if it weren't for the fact that she wasn't allowed to raise it abroad, and she wasn't allowed to raise it at home, she would definitely bring Aisha back.

Aisha has been with her throughout her childhood!