Mrs. Song just listened.

There was no look on his face.

There was no promise, and there was no veto.

It's impossible to guess what's going on in her mind.

Si Yue frowned slightly.

She thought that after she made this suggestion, Mrs. Song would immediately set off to kneel down and bow down to Jiulong Temple to pray for Song Wu.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Song hesitated.

People are indeed selfish.

Even if the other party is his own granddaughter.

This old thing is too greedy for life and afraid of death.

Si Yue's eyes were full of sarcasm, picked up the lunch box on the side, and took out a bowl of green vegetables and yam porridge from it.

"Grandma Song, no matter what, you eat something first."

"Hmm." Mrs. Song took the lunch box.

It may be that Mrs. Song is in a bad mood and has no appetite, so the dinner is relatively light.

Green yam porridge and two pieces of millet cake, and a small plate of appetizer pickles.

Mrs. Song sat down and drank the porridge slowly, with pickles.

Before Si Yue returned to the intensive care unit, Song Xiuwei was talking to Li Yan, Yun Shiyao and Zhou Zi.

"Children, what a hard work for you today! There is an exam tomorrow, and I have arranged for a driver to take you back to school. Sister-in-law, just me and your aunt here. ”

Li Yan said, "Uncle, why don't the four of us take turns here tonight to accompany you and Auntie." ”

Song Wu was seriously ill.

Leaving Song Xiuwei and Zheng Mei, as well as the elderly Mrs. Song, they are really not at ease.

Song Xiuwei squeezed out a smile, "It's okay, my sister-in-law's two brothers will arrive soon." Children, your uncles and aunts have received it, if you are really not at ease, you will come to see your sister-in-law tomorrow after the exam. ”

Zhou Zi continued: "Uncle, don't worry about you, your aunt and your grandmother, your sister-in-law will definitely be fine." ”

Yun Shiyao, who has always spoken little, also continued, "Xiao Zi is right, the sister-in-law is so good, there will definitely be miracles." ”

Marvel?

Hearing this, the corners of Si Yue's mouth hooked up a sneering arc.

If miracles really happen that easily, then they are not called miracles.

This time.

Song Wu is dead.

It's all her retribution.

Although he thought so in his heart, Si Yue didn't show it, but trotted over to a few people, looked at Song Xiuwei and said, "Uncle, my sister-in-law will definitely be fine!" We're all waiting for my sister-in-law to get better! ”

"Hmm." Song Xiuwei nodded and sent the four of them to the door of the hospital.

After watching the four of them get into the car, they turned around and went back to the hospital.

Back at the hospital, Song Xiuwei came to Zheng Mei's ward.

The doctor just came out of the room.

Song Xiuwei walked up to the doctor, "Doctor, how is my wife?" ”

"Mr. Song, don't worry, Mrs. Song's body is not a big problem, but she is a little anxious." Speaking of this, the doctor sighed and said with relief: "Mr. Song, now all the top experts in our hospital are customizing plans for Miss Song, and I believe that Miss Song will definitely get better." ”

"Thank you."

Conference room on the 23rd floor of the hospital.

The dean sat at the front of the conference table, his face not very good.

After a while, Dr. Hu said, "Dean, Miss Song's current situation is very unoptimistic. Unless...... Unless you can ask a miracle doctor, or ......"

Please come to Su Q?

How is this possible?

The divine doctor asks that he can heal the dead and the flesh and bones are white.

Pity.

The dragon saw the tail but did not see the head.

It is impossible for ordinary people to want to see her.

Hearing this, the dean frowned slightly, "Don't you have any other plan?" ”

"Miss Song's main problem now is that she can't find the cause." Professor Li spoke.

Without a cause, there is no cure for the problem.

Since you can't prescribe the right medicine, what is the solution?

Professor Wang said, "I heard that Mr. Su Wen has a very proud disciple named Na Tuyuan. If you can contact Mr. Na, it may help Miss Song's situation. ”

The dean finalized the plan, "Then use all your connections to contact Mr. Na." I will also communicate with Mr. Song here. ”

The Song family's power in the capital is monstrous.

It shouldn't be difficult to find someone.

But the difficulty is that this person is Mr. Su Wen's apprentice.

Mr. Su Wen is a master of the world.

Her apprentice is naturally not an ordinary person.

.......

The other side.

After eating.

Mrs. Song came to the intensive care unit.

She was on crutches, and she looked through a thick layer of glass.

Song Wu is still lying on the hospital bed.

The face is very pale.

If it weren't for the heart rate monitor on the side, almost no one would have seen that the person still had vital signs.

At the door of the intensive care unit, a cat and a dog sit on the left and right.

Like a gatekeeper.

Seeing Mrs. Song coming, Baozi lowered her head, walked up to her, and whimpered a few times.

Like a wounded child.

Mrs. Song bent down and patted Baozi's head, and said with a smile: "It's okay Baozi, my sister-in-law has a great life, and she will definitely be able to survive this hurdle smoothly." ”

"Wang."

Baozi screamed, as if echoing Mrs. Song's words.

Actually, it understands everything.

It's just a hairy kid who can't speak.

Since Song Wu was sent to the hospital, the steamed buns and steamed buns have stopped eating, and even if they are stuffed in their mouths, they will still spit out immediately.

"Good." Mrs. Song touched the head of the bun and took out the dog food, "Shall we take a bite?" ”

Baozi sniffed and continued to walk to the door of the intensive care unit and sit down.

While walking, I accidentally stepped on the tail of the steamed bun.

In normal times, this action is no different from touching the tiger's buttocks.

But today's steamed buns didn't even turn their heads back.

The two of them just sat side by side in front of the door, motionless looking at Song Wu inside.

Looking at these two hairy children, Mrs. Song's emotions that she had managed to control were on the verge of collapse at this time.

It is said that small animals are the most humane.

Don't......

No.

No, it won't.

Song Wu will definitely be fine.

This child's life is too miserable.

Since he was a child, he was deliberately taken away, and he lived a lot of hard times, and now he finally returned home, and before he had lived in peace, he was seriously ill again.

Old Mrs. Song covered her mouth, and her whole body was trembling.

She tried her best to hold back tears.

"Mom."

At this moment, Song Xiuwei's voice sounded in the air.

Old Madam Song looked back.

It's just a day.

Song Xiuwei seems to be more than ten years old, his face is full of vicissitudes, his daughter is lying in the intensive care unit, and as a father, he can't do anything, he can only watch his daughter's situation become more dangerous little by little.

This is a big blow to a father.

But in front of Mrs. Song, he couldn't show too much sadness.

The old lady is old.

Where can it stand the toss.

Mrs. Song looked at Song Xiuwei, and also thought that she couldn't show too much sadness in front of her son, as a mother, she couldn't hold back, at this time, she had to be her son's strongest backing.

Old Lady Song took a deep breath and looked at Song Xiuwei with a smile, "Ah Mei is okay, right?" ”

"It's not a big deal, you don't have to worry," Song Xiuwei then asked, "Have you eaten?" ”

"I've eaten it." Old Lady Song nodded, and then asked, "What about Bochen and Boyuan?" When will you be back? ”

"On the way, I said it would be half an hour away." Song Xiuwei continued: "Mom, I'll let the driver take you home to rest first, as long as I am here in the hospital." ”

After the words fell, Song Xiuwei said again: "Xiu Wei and Xiu Wei are also on the way." ”

"Okay, then I'll go back first." Speaking of this, Mrs. Song seemed to think of something, and then said: "I will go to Jiulong Temple tomorrow to pray for my sister-in-law, and I may have to come later." ”

"I'll let Ah Mei accompany you." Song Xiuwei said.

"No," Mrs. Song said pretending to be relaxed, "Don't forget, your wife and I have been on the battlefield before." ”

Zheng Mei can't even take care of herself now, where can she take care of her?

"Well, stay safe."

Before leaving, Mrs. Song looked back at Song Wu who was lying on the hospital bed, "Xiuwei, I'll go back first." If there's anything going on here, remember to let me know. ”

"Okay."

Song Xiuwei sent Mrs. Song to the gate of the hospital and told the driver to drive carefully.

Watching the car disappear into the distance, Song Xiuwei took out the cigarette in his pocket, took out a lighter, and lit the cigarette.

A man of one meter eight or nine squatted in the corner of the hospital entrance, smoking a cigarette heavily.

The figure is lonely.

It takes about ten minutes.

Song Xiuwei sorted out his emotions and walked to the hospital.

"Mr. Song."

At that moment, the dean walked over to this side.

"Dean Liu." Song Xiuwei stopped and looked at the dean.

The dean continued: "Mr. Song, Miss Song's condition is really strange, and now, only one person can diagnose Miss Song's condition......"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was hurriedly interrupted by Song Xiuwei, "Who?" ”

"As long as this person can save his daughter-in-law, I am willing to bankrupt the family!"

Don't talk about bankruptcy.

He could even exchange his own life for Song Wu's life.

The dean understood Song Xiuwei's mood very well, "It's Na Tuyuan, the apprentice of the divine doctor Su Wen." ”

that primitive.

This person Song Xiuwei has also heard of it.

But......

It is said that the figure is very similar to the character of the divine doctor Su Wen.

Somewhat withdrawn.

I often do something unexpected.

For example, running alone to live in a primeval forest for three or five days......

It's not easy to find that primitive.

After speaking, the dean continued: "That Tuyuan is Mr. Suwen's most proud disciple, and he also has the true inheritance of Mr. Suwen. I believe that as long as the figure is found, then Miss Song will definitely be saved. ”

"Thank you, Dean, I'll figure it out right away."

Even if he did everything, he had to find the element.

"Hmm." The Dean nodded.

After saying goodbye to the dean, Song Xiuwei asked the assistant to issue a reward of 10 million.

As long as someone can help him find the element, a reward of 10 million will be offered.

A reward of 1,000,000 is offered for clues related to that element.

"Dad! Father! ”

At this moment, Song Bochen and Song Boyuan hurriedly ran in from outside the door.

"Bochen, Boyuan."

Seeing his sons come back, Song Xiuwei breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where is Little Sister now?"

Song Xiuwei replied, "In the intensive care unit." ”

Intensive Care Unit ......

Hearing this answer, the brothers were directly stunned.

Although they knew that Song Wu was very sick.

But they never imagined that they would have to be admitted to the intensive care unit.

Bang.

Song Bochen's mobile phone fell directly to the ground, and then hurriedly ran in the direction of the intensive care unit.

I didn't even have time to pick up my phone.

Song Bochen also hurried to catch up with Song Bochen's footsteps.

Soon.

The brothers arrived at the door of the intensive care unit.

Di Di Di ---

The air was filled with the sound of medical equipment and the pungent smell of disinfectant water.

"Sister-in-law!"

Song Boyuan couldn't accept this fact, his steps softened, and he almost fainted.

Thankfully, he held on to the wall in time.

This did not fall.

Song Bochen was a little afraid to accept this fact, and walked to Song Xiuwei's side, "Dad, what's going on?" Did the doctor say what kind of disease the woman is? ”

Before he left home, Song Wu was still alive.

Because this business trip will be relatively long, he doesn't know if he can rush back before the New Year, and Song Wu also specially instructed him to make sure that he must come back before the first day of the new year.

Because Mrs. Song made an appointment with the photographer.

Early in the morning on the first day of the new year, let the photographer come to the door to take pictures.

But now.

He came back, but Song Wu was lying in the intensive care unit.

Song Xiuwei was almost white-headed overnight, "At first, my sister-in-law just had a cold and fever, but I don't know why, after a night passed, she fell unconscious." Now the doctor can't diagnose the cause of the disease, and he can't operate on her. ”

Speaking of this, Song Xiuwei continued: "But if the dean says that Na Tuyuan, the apprentice of the divine doctor Su Wen, can cure the sister-in-law, I have now issued a reward order." ”

"What about the primitive?"

Hearing this name, Song Boyuan immediately walked over, "I have a friend who seems to know him!" ”

Hearing this, Song Xiuwei's eyes lit up suddenly, "Really? ”

Song Boyuan immediately took out his mobile phone, "I'll contact my friend immediately." ”

But it's a pity.

My friend hasn't contacted that element for a long time.

Na Tu Yuan was in the cultivation time, in order to avoid outside interference, he did not bring a mobile phone.

Song Boyuan continued: "Li Hao, do you know other people who also know that Tuyuan?" My sister is in critical condition, please! As long as you can help me get in touch with that element, I will definitely thank you! ”

"Brother, don't worry, your sister is my sister, I'll help you contact you immediately, you wait for my news."

"Okay, thanks."

Song Bochen is also using all his connections to contact Na Tuyuan.

The night passed quickly.

The next morning.

Other relatives of the Song family also rushed to the hospital.

Chu Liangyu sat in front of the hospital bed and comforted Zheng Mei, "Sister-in-law, you must hold on now, what if the sister-in-law wakes up and can't see you?" ”

Zhao Ping nodded, "What the second sister-in-law said is very right. Sister-in-law, your most important task now is to take care of yourself, and you can't let your sister-in-law worry about you. ”

Zheng Mei's mentality has completely collapsed, crying: "My Yanyan, she is so pitiful, she is still so young, she was taken to the orphanage, and she has not lived a good life in the adoptive parents' house." At a young age, he was pushed onto the operating table and cut his liver ....."

"It's all my fault, I didn't take good care of Yanyan, I deserve to die."

Chu Liangyu didn't hold back, turned his head, and wiped the tears from his eyes.

Song Wu should have been a little princess held in the palm of the Song family.

But this kind of thing happened.

It's not easy for this kid.

Zhao Ping patted Zheng Mei on the back, "Sister-in-law, you believe me." Sister-in-law will definitely be fine, sister-in-law is lying on the hospital bed now, what she needs most is your care, at this time you must be strong and cheer for her sister-in-law. ”

"Sister-in-law, if even you fall, how can you let your sister-in-law survive?"

This sentence was like a stick, and it directly dealt a hard blow to Zheng Mei.

A sharp warning.

Also instantly sober.

Right.

Zhao Ping is right.

She had to be strong.

She wants to greet Song Wu in the best state.

Zheng Mei immediately sat up from the hospital bed, "Xiaoping, I'm hungry." ”

She's going to eat.

She couldn't let Song Yu worry about herself.

Hearing this, Zhao Ping smiled with relief and immediately instructed the maid to prepare a meal for Zheng Mei.

Zheng Mei got up and freshened up.

Soon, she was completely renewed.

Zhao Ping and Chu Liangyu glanced at each other, and they both saw a look of relief from each other's eyes.

They were really afraid that Zheng Mei would collapse from now on.

When the time comes, Song Mei will be fine, but Zheng Mei will fall.

7:40 a.m.

Yu Tingzhi walked out of the airport on time.

He didn't even prepare to salute, took out his phone, and turned off airplane mode.

Messages kept popping up on WeChat.

It was Yun Shiyao who replied.

[Mr. Yu, something happened to my sister-in-law! ] 】

Seeing this news, Yu Tingzhi's brows tightened.

He didn't have time to read other news, so he directly dialed the voice call.

Yun Shiyao was on her way to the hospital with Zhou Zi, Li Yan and Si Yue.

"My sister-in-law's condition is not very good, and she is really in the capital hospital now."

"Intensive care unit."

After listening to this sentence.

Yu Tingzhi couldn't care about anything.

Just run away.

The car was waiting outside.

Seeing him come out, the assistant immediately opened the backseat door, "Sir." ”

"Go to the capital hospital, quick!"

Very cold sound.

The driver slumped down and saw a weather-soaked facial feature in the rearview mirror.

There was no expression on his face.

But people don't dare to take a second look.

The driver directly pressed the accelerator to the end.

Thundered--

There was a loud noise inside the engine.

It takes an hour and a half to get from the airport to Beijing Hospital, and the driver is forced to shorten it to half an hour.

Got out of the car.

Yu Tingzhi went straight to the Beijing Hospital.

He didn't go straight to the intensive care unit.

Instead, I went to the dean's office.

At the same time.

Door to the intensive care unit.

Li Yan and Yun Shiyao, as well as Zhou Zi and Si Yue, have all arrived.

Song Wu is still the same.

Lying in a hospital bed.

Si Yue noticed that the relatives of the Song family were basically there.

Only one person was missing.

Old Lady Song.

Si Yue's eyes squinted without a trace.

"Dad," at this moment, Song Bochen trotted over, "I have something to say to you." ”

The man has handsome facial features and a slender posture, just like the boss who came out of TV.

This is Song Wu's eldest brother.

Song Bochen.

Si Yue, this is the first time he has seen Song Bochen.

I felt even more that Song Wu deserved it.

Song Wu kept saying that she regarded herself as a good friend and a good sister, but she never mentioned that she wanted to match her with Song Bochen.

Song Bochen is already thirty years old and has reached marriageable age.

And she just happened to be in college.

She is just right for Song Bochen.

Although Song Bochen and Mr. Bai are two types of people, as long as Song Wucheng is heart-to-heart match, Song Bochen is sincere, it is not impossible for her and Song Bochen to be possible.

But what about Song Wu?

What did Song Wu do?

Song Wu didn't do anything.

During the period when she was lonely and almost depressed due to her miscarriage, Song Wu only comforted herself verbally, and she would definitely find her own happiness in the future.

Song Wu has never taken practical action.

But if Song Wu had introduced Song Bochen to her earlier, perhaps, maybe she wouldn't have liked Mr. Bai.

After all, there is no such thing as love.

And Song Bochen also happens to grow in her aesthetics.

That's right, too.

How can she be worthy of the Song family with her identity?

Thinking of this, Si Yue's eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Uncle and aunt." At this moment, a slender figure came from not far away, and he walked directly in front of Song Xiuwei and Zheng Mei and stopped, "I'm Yu Tingzhi." ”

Yu Tingzhi.

Looking at the mature and steady man in front of them, Song Xiuwei and Zheng Mei were stunned, and they didn't react for a long time.

Neither of them expected that they would meet Yu Tingzhi in this situation.

"Hello, I'm my sister-in-law's father." Song Xiuwei looked at Yu Tingzhi.

Yu Tingzhi bowed slightly to the two of them, "Uncle, aunt, I'm sorry I'm late!" I now know all about my sister-in-law's situation. Please rest assured, I will definitely invite that Tuyuan over as soon as possible. ”

Hear this.

Si Yue almost laughed.

Can Yu Tingzhi invite that Tu Yuan over?

What is Yu Tingzhi's basis?

With the fact that he is a famous waste in Jiangcheng?

Do you really think that the element is an unknown cat and dog?

It's ridiculous.

After the words fell, Yu Tingzhi continued: "During this time, please take good care of my uncle and aunt, and wait for me to come back." ”

After saying this, Yu Tingzhi turned around and left.

After walking a few steps, he paused and glanced back at Song Wu who was lying in the intensive care unit.

"Sister-in-law, you must wait for me to come back."

It was only a few seconds, and Yu Tingzhi continued to walk forward, his steps hurried.

Without further ado.

He had to find the element right away.

This is Song Wu's last hope.

Looking at Yu Tingzhi's back, everyone was a little flustered.

Chu Liangyu walked over at this time, "Who is the one who just came?" ”

She is also from Jiangcheng, so she naturally knows Yu Tingzhi's name.

But she had never seen Yu Tingzhi.

The young man just now, in a suit and leather shoes, was magnificent, and he was not an ordinary person at first glance.

How could he be Yu Tingzhi!

It must have been misheard.

"It's my sister-in-law's boyfriend, Yu Tingzhi." Song Xiuwei said.

knew that Song Wu was very satisfied with this boyfriend, so Song Xiuwei would not maliciously belittle, let alone deny Yu Tingzhi's identity.

Yu Tingzhi can come over at this time and give a promise, which means that he is not a man without responsibility.

He deserves to be trusted more than any man.

First meeting.

Song Xiuwei's first impression of Yu Tingzhi was quite satisfied.

Hearing this, Chu Liangyu was a little surprised.

She really didn't expect that the rumored waste would have such a skin.

It was a surprise.

What's even more surprising is that Yu Tingzhi actually said that he wanted to bring the element back.

That Tu Yuan is a person who can't find it with all the strength of the entire Song family, and Yu Tingzhi can easily find that Tu Yuan?

How to look at this, how unrealistic!

"Sister-in-law, this boyfriend is a little unreliable," Song Xiuwei walked over at this time, "too arrogant!" ”

Someone who can't be found in the entire Song family.

But Yu Tingzhi easily made a promise.

He does things without thinking about the consequences.

Did he think that if he couldn't find that Tu Yuan, what would he do to deal with the Song family?

This kind of person.

Typical of this mountain looks at that mountain high.

Song Wu is so good, she is suitable for better, and she shouldn't stop at that Tuyuan.

Song Xiuwei doesn't like the kind of person who doesn't have the strength and is still stubborn.

Song Xiuwei said: "Young man, as long as you have this heart!" ”

In fact, Song Xiuwei never pinned his hopes on Yu Tingzhi.

For him, the most commendable thing is Yu Tingzhi's quality.

As the old saying goes.

Husband and wife are like birds in the same forest, flying separately when disaster comes.

Song Wu and Yu Tingzhi are not husband and wife now, so he can never leave, which shows that Song Wu did not see the wrong person.

Song Xiuwei didn't say anything more.

In the current situation, Song Wu's condition is the most important.

Everything else has to be put on the back burner.

The other side.

Mrs. Song was dressed in plain clothes and walked on the road leading to the Nine Dragons Temple.

Kneel three times and bow down.

The posture is pretty standard.

When he knelt down, he muttered, "I ask the Bodhisattva to bless my sister-in-law with peace and security, and the believer is willing to exchange her life for her life." ”

She is very religious.

Three steps and one kneeling.

Nine steps and one bow.

Don't miss a step.

Soon, it attracted the attention of the road.

Someone stepped forward to persuade, "Old man, you are so old, you can't bear it like this!" ”

Mrs. Song turned a deaf ear.

Still kneeling reverently.

Although her steps were already trembling a little, and her forehead was oozing blood from kneeling, she still did not flinch.

"Alas, it's not easy for the old man."

"I must have encountered a difficulty, otherwise I wouldn't kneel down and bow down, and the old man is either repaying his vows or praying for his family."

Some people also took out their mobile phones and recorded the back of Mrs. Song.

The cold wind is getting stronger.

Soon, snowflakes were floating in mid-air.

There are fewer and fewer people in the way.

But Mrs. Song still had no intention of giving up.

Still kneeling all the way.

More than 20 kilometers away.

She had already walked nearly half the distance on her knees, and the wind and snow penetrated her clothes, and it was cold.

The cold is biting.

The footsteps are also becoming heavy, as if someone has pressed a thousand pounds of boulders, and every step is like a needle prick.

It hurts.

But as long as she thought that if she could persist to the end, Song Wu would be able to recover, and Mrs. Song's pace became relaxed.

Hold on.

She's going to hold on.

She's the best grandma in the world!

Old Lady Song looked at the road in front of her and said disdainfully, "What is this road?" I think back then, when I crossed the meadow, I walked more than 90 kilometers overnight! ”

At that time, it was much more difficult than it is now.

Come on.

Shangguan Suihe.

But the further you go, the heavier the wind and snow.

This road seems to have no end, and Mrs. Song's physical strength is also running out little by little, she is almost kneeling forward, climbing three steps, standing up again, and finally kneeling and praying.

Bright red blood stained the snow.

Mrs. Song didn't know how long she had been crawling, and her legs and feet began to stiffen, until she could no longer stand up and could only crawl in the snow.

No way.

She's going to hold on.

She had to stand up, and Mrs. Song clenched her teeth tightly, and with all her strength, she got up from the ground, and was about to bend down and kneel.

Bang.

She fell straight into the thick snow.

This moment.

Mrs. Song cried bitterly.

It's not too painful.

It's not worrying about yourself.

She felt that her grandmother was useless, not only did she fail to send her granddaughter to the hospital as soon as her granddaughter fell ill, but she couldn't even do this kind of trivial thing.

Now.

Song Wu is still lying on the hospital bed.

And she's causing chaos for everyone.

She's not a good grandmother.

"Shangguan Suihe, you are so useless!"

Mrs. Song fell in the snow like this, and just when she was about to give up, she suddenly thought that she hadn't taken a family photo with Song Niang.

She can't die.

Even if she died, she had to hold on until she took family photos.

At this moment, Mrs. Song didn't know where the strength came from, but she really supported her body to get up from the snow.

Then take three steps and kneel, and take nine steps and bow.

The wind and snow were getting heavier and heavier, blocking Mrs. Song's progress, her breathing became more and more difficult, her movements became slower and slower, and her head and body were almost completely covered with snow.

"It's so cold," Mrs. Song couldn't lift any strength anymore, so she fell into the snow like this, "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry...... Grandma may not be able to take a family photo......"

She didn't want to die.

She wanted to live another ten years.

She felt so greedy.

Or five years?

She wants to watch Song get married and have children.

She missed Song Wu's childhood, but she didn't want to miss her great-grandson's childhood again.

Song Ao's child.

must be as sensible and cute as Song Wu, and she looks beautiful.

Pity......

She couldn't see it.

Mrs. Song used her last strength to take out her mobile phone from her pocket and pull up the photo taken with Song Auntie.

Her granddaughter is simply the most well-behaved, beautiful, and filial granddaughter in the world.

Knowing that she was not sleeping well, she would make her own sleep pillows.

When she was in a bad mood, Song Wu would tell jokes to make her happy.

No matter how busy she is, Song will send her messages every day.

Yes post.

She couldn't receive any more messages from Song Wu.

Come to think of it.

Old Mrs. Song's tears burst out of her eyes.

The photo then scrolls back.

It was taken by Song when she was busy cooking instant noodles in the kitchen.

Mrs. Song still remembers what instant noodles tasted like.

She had never eaten such unpalatable instant noodles.

Thinking about it, Mrs. Song laughed.

This girl.

Probably not suitable for the kitchen.

Maybe it's realizing that you're dying.

Mrs. Song opened the memo.

With trembling hands, he typed out a line of words:

Sister-in-law, my granddaughter, you must be happy.

She wanted to type a second line, but her fingers were getting stiffer and she couldn't move.

At last.

Old Lady Song slowly closed her eyes.

Her eyes seemed to appear in front of her as a child.

3 months.

Song will laugh.

5 months.

Song Wu grew her first baby tooth.

8 months.

Song Wu will stand up on the bed.

12 months.

Song Wu is one year old.

It was also at this time that she learned to walk and also learned to call grandma.

Four years old.

Song Wu went to kindergarten.

Seven years old.

After graduating from kindergarten, she will change from a child to a primary school student.

Thirteen years old.

Song Wu graduated from elementary school, and in the same year, she officially became a junior high school student from a primary school student.

......

Eighteen years old.

Song Wu graduated from high school, and she was successfully admitted to Jingzhou University.

Fame.

Tears of regret flowed from the corners of Mrs. Song's eyes.

In her life, after all, she still has a lot of regrets.

I can't bear this world.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

Snowflakes the size of goose feathers seem to pour from the sky.

The snow grew thicker and thicker, falling on the old lady Song's body, covering her.

Xu is the blood connection between mother and son.

Song Xiuwei seemed to feel something, he dialed a phone call to Mrs. Song, but Mrs. Song had been unanswered, and in desperation, he called home and asked the maid Mrs. Song's situation.

The servant replied that Mrs. Song had gone out early in the morning, saying that she was going to the Nine Dragons Temple to pray for blessings.

Go to the Kowloon Temple to pray for blessings.

Although he heard his mother mention this matter yesterday, Song Xiuwei still faintly sensed that something was wrong.

If you go to pray for blessings, you won't even be able to answer the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Song Xiuwei immediately asked people to contact the abbot of Jiulong Temple, but the reply from Jiulong Temple was that Mrs. Song did not go to Jiulong Temple.

Didn't go to Jiulong Temple?

So where did Mrs. Song go?!

Why didn't she answer the phone?

Right now.

A phone call came in.

It's a strange call, and there is no remark number.

Song Xiuwei picked up the phone, "Hey, hello." ”

Subconsciously.

He felt that this phone call had something to do with Mrs. Song.

A voice came from over there, "Hello, is it Mr. Song Xiuwei?" ”

"Yes, it's me."

"I am Qin Bin, a police officer from the Urban Public Security Bureau, who received a report from the masses and found ...... on the side of the road"

Song Xiuwei couldn't listen to the rest of the words.

Bang.

The phone fell to the ground.

The screen was shattered to pieces.

He landed on his knees and cried bitterly, "Mom! ”

------Off topic------

To be honest, this chapter was written very depressingly, and I couldn't control my emotions.

Yin Yin saw that the treasures said that there were too many plots about Si Yue, but in fact, these are essential plots.

Opinions are accepted by phonetic sounds.

is making a boxed lunch for Si Yue.

Say, how do you want her to die?

Also, ask for a ticket~

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