At this time, the old lady Song was sitting in the hall of the Songhe Hall, gently closing her eyes, recuperating her energy, closing her eyes and recuperating, at this time, the grandmother at the door stepped forward and whispered a few words softly in the old lady's ear.

As soon as she heard that Song Yun was coming, the old lady hurriedly came to her senses, stopped the Buddha beads in her hand, slowly opened her eyes, nodded, and motioned for Mama to bring Song Yun in.

With the sound of light footsteps, Song Yun slowly walked over and made a gesture towards the old lady's side (body shēn).

"菀儿送 (奶nǎi)(奶nǎi) please be safe." Song Yun turned her head slightly, looking at the appearance of the old lady Song in front of her, (body shēn) wearing a dark red long silk slit gown, and there were a few bright red flowers on it, embroidered in it, it had the feeling of a hundred flowers blooming, but it didn't look like it was competing to open.

With a large string of Buddhist beads around his neck, a small string of Buddhist beads on his left hand, and a dragon's head crutch not far from his right hand, he originally closed his eyes, and when he heard the voice, he slowly opened his eyes that were already full of wrinkles, and looked at Song Yun, the corners of his eyes were full of smiles and kindness.

"Come and let (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi) take a good look." (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi) said, waving his hand gently towards Song Yun, signaling Song Yun to come over.

Song Yun dragged the hem of her skirt and stepped forward gently, knelt under the knees of (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi), raised her head, looked at the most painful (爱ài) her own (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi), looked at her eyes and didn't know why, Song Yun only felt inexplicably sad.

"In a blink of an eye, I'm so old, and I used to be a small pimple that followed my thighs." As she spoke, the old lady burst out laughing.

If this was put in Ping (日rì), he must have started to play Lai Sa (娇jiāo) in front of (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi), and now (日rì) I don't know why, Song Yun not only did not refute, but also knelt on the ground, gently rubbed forward, and put his head on the old lady's lap.

I don't remember the last time I was lying on the lap of (奶nǎi) (奶 nǎi) (情 qíng), the old lady originally had a good heart, but it was a little strange to look at Song Yun's series of abnormal behaviors.

The old lady stretched out her right hand, gently touched Song Yun's hair, and cleaned up some messy hair for her, Song Yun only felt that when the old lady's hand touched her, tears disobediently wanted to flow down.

But in order not to let (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi) worry and fear that Song Yun could only forcibly hold back her tears, she turned her head and pretended to enjoy the time when (奶nǎi) Niang combed her hair, but in fact, she secretly wiped her tears.

"(奶nǎi) (奶nǎi), the grandson wants to comb your hair again." Song Yun swallowed his tears back into his stomach, thought about it, and spoke.

I hadn't combed my hair for (乳nǎi) (奶nǎi) for many years, and the old lady had always relied on her for everything, smiling and touching her crutches, standing up with a smile on her face and muttering, "Okay, good." ”

Between the words, the two of them came to the bronze mirror, Song Yun picked up the ivory comb, and gently combed a silver thread for (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi), although (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi) is now old, but this hair is still like this.

After a cup of tea, Song Yun re-combed the old lady's hair, Song Yun leaned down (body shēn), stood behind the old lady (body shēn), faced the bronze mirror, and said with a smile: "(milk nǎi) (milk nǎi), what do you think of Yun'er's craftsmanship?" ”

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Ran nodded with satisfaction: "Seeing that you have such a craft (milk nǎi) (milk nǎi) is also relieved, you will definitely starve to death in the future, with Wang Er Mazi outside the mansion shaving and combing her hair with others, I am afraid that you can also earn a lot of mantle." ”

As he spoke, he laughed, and Song Yun naturally knew that this was the old lady holding herself to make a shabu, and hurriedly said: "(Milk nǎi) (milk nǎi) Don't make fun of your grandson." As he spoke, he opened his mouth and pretended to be angry.

Seeing her like this, the old lady's heart (情qíng) did not (forbidden jìn) laughed, laughed for a long time, and then helped her stomach.

"Okay, okay, now that I've grown up, there are still three (日 rì) that are your big wedding (日 rì) son, let (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi) take a look at you." As soon as Song Yun was mentioned that she was about to get married, the old lady instantly burst into tears.

But I was afraid that Song Yun would see the joke, I asked Song Yun before, she said that she was going to marry Qin Shihao, although she didn't have much of a good impression of this Qin Shihao, but after all, Song Yun liked it, and the old lady did not object or obstruct it.

Hearing the old lady's words, Song Yun couldn't hold back anymore, stepped forward and threw herself into the old lady's arms, and cried bitterly.

"(奶nǎi) (奶nǎi), 菀儿 wants to be by your side (身shēn) for the rest of your life." I'm afraid this sentence is what Song Yun has wanted to say the most since five years ago, but it is only now that he has an opportunity.

The old lady patted Song Yun's head lightly, but did not speak, but the grandmother behind (body shēn) opened her mouth.

"Old lady, don't cry." Mama stepped forward to remind her, and the grandparents naturally agreed, so they smiled, wiped the tears on each other's faces, and laughed.

"(奶nǎi) (奶nǎi) In this life, I don't want my grandchildren to be rich and rich, I just want my children to do what you think." The old lady was locked, her face full of sorrow, although this is a bit out of place now, for Song Yun, it is just right.

Originally, Song Yun planned to enter the palace at noon to find Qin Shihao, but he was stunned and was left by (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi) until after lunch, and simply ate some before letting Song Yun go.

As soon as he walked out of the Tingwei Mansion, he was stopped on the way, and Song Yunbu (forbidden jìn) on horseback frowned, who is this who is blocking his way? If you look closely, isn't it the maidservant lotus before you?

After sending it off, he looked at the lotus, and he frowned and asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

"The slave knows what the young lady is going to do, and I only hope that the young lady will give me one last chance to make up for it, and the young lady must be in danger this time, so let the slave and the maid go with you." As she spoke, Lotus kowtowed violently to Song Yun, who frowned.

This time, Song Yun has an attitude of going and no return, naturally knowing that it is dangerous, but this is the last thing he can do for Tingting, you know, if it weren't for herself, Tingting would not have died of a false accusation at the age of just a teenager.

It's just that Tingting's death still has a touch of mystery, she asked herself before, do you know why she came to help Song Yun, but before she could wait for an answer, she was killed by Song Zi

。

And this is not the place where Song Zi has lost her conscience the most, I heard that she also inquired about the residence of Tingting's family, and sent someone to re-dry the rice that killed Tingting alive at night, knocked on the door and sent it to Tingting's house.

I'm afraid the most vicious person in the world is nothing more than that, right? This revenge will not be avenged, Song Yun swears that he will not be a man, but he wants to take the lotus flower behind (body shēn) to send him to death, Song Yun is still a little hesitant.

(End of chapter)