Although he rested the next day, Song Canran still got up early.

Originally, it was good to go to see Grandpa Huo, but because there was a temporary accident at home, it was changed to the last day of the holiday.

The atmosphere at the breakfast table was very bad, obviously Song Shihai was sitting next to him, but Gu Xinjie turned a blind eye.

It's not that kind of indifference, but a kind of numbness from the inside out, as if this is not her husband who has been in bed with her for 20 years, but a stranger.

"Xiaojie, the soup dumplings you like, I just bought them, eat them while they're hot."

Gu Xinjie bowed her head and was silent, sipping soy milk by herself, with a look of indifference.

Song Shihai's smile was a little lonely, and Song Cangran looked at his injured wrist, which was still swollen like a bun.

"Ah, Dad, what's wrong with your hand, why is it so swollen?"

She pretended to be aware and exclaimed, in other words, Gu Xinjie had already been distressed and asked for warmth, but today she turned a deaf ear, and she didn't even seem to raise her eyelids.

Song Canran is also a little strange, it stands to reason that her mother is not an unreasonable person, this time it was clearly a misunderstanding, why didn't she forgive her father?

Looking at Song Shihai's gloomy face, she smiled and proposed: "Dad, we haven't had a family day for a long time, it's rare to have a holiday today, let's go out and play together." ”

It's okay to stay at home like this, and there's nothing like a family activity to boost relationships.

Of course, Song Shihai was a hundred in favor, Gu Xinjie didn't want to go very much, and she was soft and hard to soak, so she had to agree in the end.

"Is Xiaozhao free today?" When he was about to leave, Song Shihai said casually: "Thanks to his help this time, let's call him too." ”

This reason is very natural, Song Canran didn't think much about it, so he happily informed a certain man.

Huo Zizhao came quickly, and when they walked downstairs, he was already waiting there.

"Uncle Song, I'll take it," he took the things in Song Shihai's hand with great discernment, and said thoughtfully: "I heard that your hand is injured, I'll drive today." ”

Song Shihai looked at him indifferently and threw the car keys to him.

Song Canran's mother and daughter sat in the back seat of the carriage, and Huo Zizhao threw a wink at Song Baobao in the back row by adjusting the gap in the rearview mirror, completely unaware that this little action was fully seen by someone beside him.

Half an hour later, the family arrived at the forest park, which was the perfect place for a family picnic with a quiet and fresh air.

Today's weather is also very good, the wind is not too strong, the sun is warm, although it is winter, there are many tourists who come to play.

A few found a place with a wide field of vision, Huo Zizhao parked the car, took the tent from the trunk, and said earnestly: "Uncle Song, you and Teacher Gu can go around, just leave these rough jobs to me." ”

"No need, I'll help you, Xiaoman, you accompany your mother to relax."

Hearing his father-in-law say this, Huo Zizhao had no choice but to look at Song Canran with resentment, and watched them leave.

Although Song Shihai said to help, even if his hand was not injured, Huo Zizhao couldn't let him do it.

"Uncle, let me see your hands."

Song Shihai glanced at him and stretched out his arm.

Huo Zizhao held it with one hand, and pinched his wrist with the other, Song Shihai didn't say anything, his eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Does it hurt?"

"Also...... Uh-huh......"

Huo Zizhao suddenly exerted force on the bottom of his hand, only to hear a click, and Song Shihai snorted in pain.

"Okay," Huo Zizhao put down his hand with a smile: "It seems that the joint is a little misaligned, and I will recover it for you." ”