Chapter 77: Old Man Zhao who is not good at words

"I am."

Song Yi is a typical kind of person, who will panic when things are beyond her control, but she will not panic when she dies, she is neither humble nor arrogant, and her attitude is not particularly cold but definitely not affectionate.

This family is simply a mobile cold storage together, the three of them are not that kind of enthusiastic people, and Old Man Zhao is not good at words, so the scene fell into a strange silence all of a sudden.

The old butler couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

Song Yi glanced at him with a little puzzlement.

The old man glared at the old butler, and then coughed twice to draw Song Yi's attention back.

"Your grandfather, is it Song Yicheng?"

Song Yi hadn't heard of this name for many years, and she was really surprised when Old Man Zhao suddenly mentioned it.

"Mr. Song, he is a hero, if it weren't for ......," Old Man Zhao sighed, "His name should be known to the world." ”

Song Yi shook his head.

"I think grandpa's lifelong ambition should not be famous, to be able to make outstanding contributions to the country, even if no one knows about it for a lifetime, he must be happy, and grandma is the same."

Old Man Zhao pinched his crutches.

"How's your father?"

"All is well."

Old Man Zhao nodded, understanding that there were some things that could not be explained in detail, so he stopped asking.

The puppy of the topic was talked about to death again, and the little hair that Old Man Zhao was worried about was about to fall out.

"What about your mother?"

This is an unrelieved pain in Song Yi's heart.

"I passed away two years ago."

Old Man Zhao looked at Song Yi, and then at his grandson, who was constantly giving him a look, and suddenly realized something.

"Your Mother Is ......"

"It's my father's colleague."

This time, Mr. Zhao clearly knew that he had opened the wrong topic, but he had been strong all his life, and he couldn't pull his face to apologize, so he could only change the topic forcefully.

"It's getting late, you're hungry too, let's eat."

In the short exchange, Song Yi knew that Old Man Zhao was actually not a difficult old man to get along with, at least for her, this old man just looked fierce on the surface, but in fact he was still very easy to talk to.

It is more reasonable, and there is no Alzheimer's.

"Young lady, please don't be angry with the master, he wants to save face, he has never apologized to anyone in his life, in fact, he is very easy to get along with."

"There's nothing to be angry about."

Song Yi and Zhao Huaiming fell behind and slowly walked towards the restaurant.

"Grandpa, he is not good at words, I apologize to you for him."

Faced with Zhao Huaiming's sincere apology, Song Yi was puzzled.

"No need to apologize, I don't mind, it's all in the past-"

Song Yi's words came to an abrupt end as he was pulled into Zhao Huaiming's arms.

"I'm sorry too."

His scorching breath sprayed on Song Yi's neck, a little itchy, more intimate, such intimate contact without any evil thoughts, but made Song Yi feel quite strange.

"Didn't spend more time with you at that time." Zhao Huaiming kissed her earlobe, "I will be by your side in the future, forever." ”

"No matter what happens, I won't leave you."

"Life and death don't work, we will be together forever."

Song Yi doesn't know how to preserve the relationship between people forever, and it is not a diamond, but a diamond.

But she is not stupid, she will not go to the lion's face to pluck the beard, she is a little itchy, and she can't help but rub Zhao Huaiming to stop the itch.

As a result, the big guy seems to have misunderstood.

He rubbed Song Yi's face, his movements were gentle and delicate.

At this time, he is like a big cat who longs for the owner's petting.