Song Xing hugged her tightly: "Yes, our fault, we are not worthy of being parents, we are pretentious, don't blame ourselves, let's go see her and see if she is good." "Look at the child.

Yes, go and see, what to see, take the child back, Song Moshan glanced at the youngest son with blood at the corner of his mouth, and sighed, the eldest son has already stereotyped the identity of the resignation, don't mention it in the future, it's not a good thing, no one is ugly when you make trouble, how to resign!

This incident also made the resignation known, and it was embarrassing.

……

"Get out of the car!" Song Xing doesn't need Song Yue to drive.

Song Yue sighed in a low voice, holding the doorknob without letting go: "Brother, sister-in-law...... The condition is not good, you take care of your sister-in-law, I will open the ......"

Ye Man's eyes were red when he was crying, and the whole person was about to faint.

Song Xing looked at his wife, and then at the second child.

"I won't say anything......"

Song Moshan sat in the co-pilot: "Don't hurry up and get in the car, let's go." "Long-winded.

"Dad, what are you doing with it?"

Of course he wants to go, what a rotten family in the Gu family will only pull the child back, he will go and bring the child back.

Song Xing saw that his father didn't mean to move, and then looked at his wife who was immersed in pain, not to mention that he didn't have time to care about these trivial matters now, thinking of his daughter's situation for so many years, he also desperately wanted to see the child.

The car departed from the hospital, quiet and eerie.

Song Moshan wanted to vacate the No. 2 flower room for his granddaughter to use as a studio, his rice paper and ink ingots were all moved over, and then one was vacated for the child to be used as a dance studio, and the child should develop well if he likes it.

Her paintings also have to be re-analyzed, and there are many comments that are too general, have no substance, and are not beneficial to children's improvement.

Also, how can those painting schools say that they will take away the collection, it is the work of children, the children are small, they are not sensible and can't understand the stakes, and they collect it for life, how not to grab it. It would be good to let the school exhibit for two days, how can you take back thousands of paintings that accept students, and open an art exhibition in the future to witness the children's mental journey.

Song Moshan is thinking about the future arrangement, and his mood is getting better and better, in the future, he and his granddaughter will practice together, and with his guidance, the child will definitely be able to improve by leaps and bounds......

The phone vibrated a little.

Song Moshan habitually took it out.

Lao Yang posted a new Weibo: In the background, in the large classroom of the art department, the back of a little girl painting, and an unfinished painting.

The unfinished painting is enlarged and occupies two squares independently.

Accompanying text: The latest semi-finished product of the apprentice, the current child, is too hard, it's really hard.

Through the screen, you can see that he proudly shows off the joy of his apprentice having a new work so soon. And the last plum blossom picture he said that he didn't comment in place, Lao Yang this is from the child has not finished painting began to brainstorm, does he think those rabble can see what difference.

Song Moshan snorted coldly, and then enlarged, enlarged, and honored, very good, the brushwork is very good, the layout is steady, atmospheric, thoughtful, mainly the water stone in winter, and the color is also very careful to add smoothie gray...... It doesn't seem to be ......

Song Moshan magnified the brushstrokes of looking at the stones, and then magnified ...... The pixels are too scummy to be clear at all.

Song Moshan scolded Lao Yang again in his heart, what kind of stupid person took what stupid photos: "Where are you going?" ”

Song Yue was a little weak-hearted: "Go to Lu's house, where the resignation ......"

Ye Man heard that the breathing space was almost gone.

Song Xing's eyes were red.

Song Moshan was even more angry, but he didn't know what to say: "Go to school, she goes back to school, when she is you, in her heart, the profession is more important than your messy things!" "All of them are fascinated by the glitz, the most talented dick, what kind of entertainment to go, the name of art.

Ye Man clutched his neckline, his emaciated fingers were white, and he suppressed his cry, Lu Zhiyuan ...... When she worshipped Ms. Zheng Qiu as her master, there were many gossips.

And she didn't look down on a little girl's intention to climb up by relying on the young master of the Lu family.

She said many things to her daughter, and what qualifications did she have to say about her, a family member who longed for her to drop out of school and get married, and insulted her reputation everywhere, how difficult it was for her to come out of there and let them see her.

If she is content with the status quo, they will not find her in their lives.

Song Yue looked at the eldest brother and then at Ye Man in the mirror, as for his father, he was not in his consideration at all: "Actually...... You can just look at it from afar...... She may not be ......."

Without Song Xing opening his mouth, Song Moshan stopped talking: "What are you talking about!" That's the child of our Song family! "Whether it's the eldest or the second, it's all their Song family, what did Song Yue do!

"I advise you not to be too optimistic!" Song Yue didn't dare to rush to his eldest brother, and he didn't dare to rush to his father! Completely with the same face as he was at the beginning, thinking that the child is his own, he can give the child more love, the child will definitely go with him, don't ask at all, why!

It was only on the way to the hospital that he figured it out: "She doesn't want to recognize us at all, or rather...... She was very upset with us......"

The atmosphere in the car became eerie.

"Why ......" Song Moshan couldn't understand, he thought he was a good grandfather, and he ...... And......

"She seems to care about her two younger brothers very much, and Wanwan is very angry with her two younger brothers like that."

"What kind of brother! It's just going to give her trouble! "A phone call after a phone call, a painting is not finished to deal with the little shit of their family, don't want that kind of brother, not to mention that the family harms their flesh and blood relatives, what kind of brother do you take care of!

Her relatives are older brothers like Lili, who loves her sister, thinks about her sister, and believes in her sister unconditionally, not a younger brother who finds trouble for her sister all day long! Bullshit loved ones.

"Dad! Those are two children who grew up with Ci Ci, and as long as she doesn't speak, we can't speak! ”

Song Moshan didn't do it, why, he didn't immediately call the police now to let that family sit in prison, it was he who restrained and made him say, that family should die, die thoroughly! What a broken relative, that is a burden to mix his granddaughter's feet and not want his granddaughter to fly.

Words love them, only then will they embarrass words, proving that the family just wants to tie up his granddaughter, that is, selfishness, for their own selfishness, Enwei and Shi are used: "I will never allow my granddaughter to jump into that fire pit again!" ”

Song Yue braked suddenly!

Ye Man's whole body was about to faint.

Song Yue hurriedly drove again: "Dad! That's a matter of rhetoric! ”

"She's still a child!" She knows what, she was deceived by that family!

"She's not!"

"She is!"

"She's not!"

"Enough!" Ye Man is weak and has to be self-reliant, how can he still be a child, a child is a vocabulary that can only be had under the protection of his parents.

Ye Man closed his eyes, grabbed Song Xing's hand, and didn't dare to face his daughter's life.

……

Gu Ci did go back to school, and she wanted to be alone for a while.

Since she was a child, there are not many ways for them to vent their emotions, she is painting, running every year, doing problems when she is an hour, and her brain can be clearer at this time.

Lu Zhiyuan stood at the door and looked at the information in his hand.

Professor Yang came to see him once, and he was a little puzzled: "Why don't you go in?" "It's early out of school, there's no one, it's good to go in and wait.

"I'm a little busy." Lu Zhiyuan's tone was steady and kind. After talking about Song Yue, she said that she wanted to come to school and he could keep her, but he felt that she needed to be alone.

Professor Yang thought that this kid was stupid, but after reading him, he turned his eyes to a bunch of ghost drawings, as if he was indeed very busy.

Get busy, the younger generation just has to get down to business! Professor Yang patted his classmates on the shoulder with high hopes, and finally patted his arm, sorting out the newly obtained photos and preparing to leave, when he saw a group of people coming in a hurry, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Song Dashan?!" What is he here for? Hey, still with his son and daughter-in-law? ”

Lu Zhiyuan raised his head and closed the information in his hand.

Professor Yang immediately greeted him, he had the advantage What was he afraid of, this mountain used so many means, what about being a freshman instructor, Gu Ci only had one professor in his heart, and this mountain was a substitute teacher at best, so he was also very generous!

Song Moshan directly crossed Old Man Yang.

Lu Zhiyuan blocked the door and looked at him.

"You-"

Ye Man walked over, her steps were vain, her spirit was very poor, Song Xing helped her, and she looked at the door in a daze.

Lu Zhiyuan stepped out of the way.

Ye Man moved forward, under the light, she saw the only little girl in the classroom, her eyes were blank for a moment, and the spiritual world was nothing, and then it slowly filled up, under the light, the little girl appeared in front of her little by little, beautiful and quiet like a moving dance music, distant and ethereal.

"Song Dashan, what is your family doing?"

Gu Ci turned around and saw the person at the door.

Song Xing has been crawling around the mall for many years, and when he saw his daughter looking up, he couldn't help but grab his wife's arm.

The two silently gave each other the courage to see their daughter, and supported the strength to look at her.

"It's none of your business." I want to say it, but I feel that now is not the time.

Gu Ci saw Song Moshan, and then looked at the people at the door, as if he understood, but he didn't understand that Song Yue dared to say what he was talking about.

Gu Ci calmly put down the palette, got up, took off her apron, she wore a red and white sweater, jeans, and walked slowly. The painting in front of her was half finished compared to when she was in Lu Zhai.

"Something?" The girl stood still, her voice gentle and full of calm power, polite, detached, and dazzling.

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