After eating dinner and cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, Song Yan chatted with Song Jiang and his wife for a while and then went back to the room where he used to live.

Walking into the room and looking around, there was an ancient clock hanging on the wall, and next to the ancient clock was a photo of Song Yan and her parents.

The photo is framed in a wooden frame, and the photo is well protected and the picture quality is clear.

The man inside looked like he was thirty-five or sixteen years old, wearing a military uniform, slightly dark skin, with upright and handsome features, his hands on his thighs, and he sat in a straight position.

The woman next to her was wearing a light blue dress, off-white shoes, shoulder-length hair, and a smile.

And Song Yan stood behind them, with her hands on their shoulders, wearing a ponytail, tilting her head slightly, pursing her lips in understanding.

Song Yan looks like her father, but her eyes are like her mother's, big and round, and her smile is like a crescent moon.

When Song Yan saw this photo, her eyes were slightly red, and it was fake to say that she didn't miss her parents, Song Hanbei's death made her a fatherless and motherless child all of a sudden, she had been waiting for her mother to return, in fact, she had not waited in the previous life.

Later, so many changes happened, Song Yan didn't have time to think about her mother anymore, she only felt that seeing her mother again was also a very luxurious thing, in this life, if she could, she wanted to look for her and ask her why she abandoned her alone.

Song Yan's hand stroked the photo a few times, and finally turned around and lay down on the shelf bed to sleep.

The second day of rebirth, early in the morning.

Song Jiang is over seventy years old, but his body is still healthy, knowing that Song Yan is accompanying Zhao Chaoying at home, he went to the town outside the village early to add some vegetables, and it takes two hours to walk back and forth.

Song Yan stayed at home to help and cleaned the whole house.

Song Yan walked around the hall and found a basket of corn in the hall, all peeled.

Zhao Lanying walked in from outside the door with a smile, and when she saw Song Yan standing in the hall, she showed a comforting smile on her face: "Good Yan, look at what Grandma brought back to you?" ”

Song Yan turned around, and her eyes fell on Zhao Chaoying.

found that Zhao Chaoying was holding three chickens in her hands, and the eggs were not as big as artificial eggs, round and small.

Song Yan smiled and walked towards Zhao Chaoying, and asked, "The eggs just laid by the chicken?" ”

"That's right, these old hens are angry, I will boil eggs for you at noon today, I'll put it away, don't break it." Zhao Chaoying took it like a baby, and then walked past Song Yan.

Song Yan hurriedly followed, looked at the egg in Zhao Chaoying's hand and said, "Grandma, you give me the egg, I'll do it." ”

"What?" When Zhao Lanying heard this, she looked back at Song Yan in surprise: "You can still cook." ”

When she said this, Zhao Chaoying's brows furrowed.

Thinking of Song Yan's situation and some rumors she heard from those village women, Song Yan should have suffered a lot in her second uncle's house.

It is said that the children of the poor are in charge of the family early, and Song Yan did not suffer much when she was born, but after having no father and no mother, she is worse than the children of the poor, as far as her second daughter-in-law's mind is concerned, she will not know what good life she can give her baby granddaughter.

The more Zhao Chaoying thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became.

She waved her hand, her eyes were a little red and said: "No, no, grandma will make it for you to eat, you see that you come back and help grandma sweep the floor, and help grandma wash clothes, do you go to your second uncle's house to do all this work, grandma tells you that you just eat and play when you come back here, and you don't need to worry about other things." ”