Song Yizhi saw Shen Yilan chasing out, even if he saw Zhang Lu last time, she didn't want the family affairs to involve him, so she coughed and responded, "I'll get back to you later." ”

Shen Yilan tilted his head to look at her, "The call is over, I'll send you back?" ”

Today's itinerary is small, and since the joint shooting with the real and false Wang Wuyi is over, there is no big problem for her to allocate time freely.

Song Yizhi wanted to refuse, but Shen Yilan had already run away to drive her.

She looked at his back, a little indescribable in her heart.

Why be so nice to her?

Although he thought about it for a while, he still asked her to take her away and fly away.

Even though she released the pigeons, he was still so close to her.

But although she vaguely felt that Mr. Wu's relationship with him might not be what she thought before, the closeness between him and Mr. Wu always overwhelmed her.

What's more, he wanted to get close to her, and at the same time, he deliberately said that being with her was a disguise and a reluctance, and she really didn't know how to deal with his relationship.

Walking along the street, she was bored, and then he drove slowly and leisurely, and followed her quietly.

The car behind honked several times, and Song Yizhi sighed and got into his car.

All the way silently, when she got downstairs, she nodded in thanks and got out of the car.

Just a few steps later, he caught up and took her hand and put it on his head, "The hairspray hasn't been removed yet." ”

Song Yizhi looked at him, and originally wanted to ask if he wanted to go to her house, and she would help him deal with it again, but when she saw the news from her aunt, she withdrew her hand, "You go back and wash again." ”

She hurriedly entered the community, and when she got home, she finally called her aunt back.

"Zhang Qing is looking for you again?"

Li Yunlu listened to her call and asked questions first, paused for a moment, and then returned, "Yes, I gave a message, let me tell you to attend Song Jianwei's funeral, and what did you say, a murderer, you must reveal your true face at the funeral, know, how did Song Jianwei die?" ”

Song Yizhi didn't hide it, and explained what happened that day clearly, Li Yunlu only sighed after listening to it.

But in the end, he still laughed, "I can't imagine that Song Jianwei has been robbed all his life, and he is the one who has been robbed the most worthless, in the end, he deserves it, let's go to the funeral, I want to see what tricks they can do." ”

Song Yizhi was a little relieved, she was also worried that her aunt would scold her and accuse her, but fortunately, she was still favored.

The funeral was scheduled for a week later.

After Song Yizhi heard about it, he wondered if the corpse of a wicked person like Song Jianwei would rot and stink too early for such a long time, and someone soon brought the news.

The day before the funeral, Song Yizhi received a message from his former brother-in-law, saying that he had finally fallen into his heart.

She was replying to the message and wanted to congratulate Wang Xiu when she heard someone knocking on the door.

It was just time to eat dinner, and the prime-time TV series was broadcast, she got up suspiciously to look at the cat's eye, and then saw the little guy Song Ran who didn't know whether she should be treated equally or continue to be disgusted by her.

I opened the door and looked around, but I didn't see anyone else.

She leaned against the doorframe and nodded her chin at him, "What are you looking for me?" ”

Song Ran spread his hands, and then was about to go to the house, but was stopped by Song Yizhi directly pushing his head, "Answer the question first." ”

Song Ran used all his strength, and he didn't just pass her, and finally pouted.

Song Yizhi thought he was going to do something, but when he looked at his domineering posture, tears slowly gathered in his eyes.

"You, you have something to say, don't cry!"

Song Ran loosened his shoulders and sobbed, "They don't want me anymore, they said that because I wasn't biological, I wasn't allowed to appear at my father's funeral, but I saw that there was a big hole in my father's face, wow... I'm biological, I shouldn't lie to you, let you lie to them that I'm not biological, I want to go home, but my mother doesn't see me, she still asks people to drive me away, and beats me, woo wow..."

There were tears in the nest on the back of his hand, and Song Yizhi saw that he was crying sadly, so he had to come over and carry him into the house.

Song Ran sobbed, and was patted on the back by Song Yizhi for a long time before he settled down.

Finally seeing that his mood was stable, she asked, "I can take you to the funeral, but you have to make sure first, do you want to go back to the Song family, or just want to go to the funeral?" ”

Song Ran obviously didn't know why these two things needed to be chosen, he was stunned, "Go to the funeral first, tomorrow, Dad doesn't speak or get up, he hasn't taken a bath for several days, it stinks, I want to remind them to give him a bath." ”

Song Yizhi wanted to answer, but heard him continue, "I also have to wash his hair." ”

She had to laugh.

When I communicated with Song Ran before, I always thought that he was smart, and even suspected that he was far-reaching, and felt that this little kid was not in line with the style he should have at his age, but at this time, she felt that she overestimated him, and the concept of death may not be so clear in his heart.

"If you go to the funeral, maybe you will have to change your parents, if you don't go, maybe your mother will still be the same mother."

Song Ran shook his head, "Actually, I don't like my mother, it's just that I don't want to be a child that no one wants." ”

Song Yizhi raised her eyebrows, remembering her original self, the self who was sent to Song Jianwei and Zhang Qing by her mother before the start of school, although she knew her mother's thoughts at that time, she still felt that her helplessness and despair at that moment were really terrible.

She touched Song Ran's little brain, "Got it, go wash up first, get some sleep, and I'll take you to the funeral tomorrow." ”

Song Ran nodded, obediently went to wash, obviously he had only been here once, but he was as skilled as he was at home.

When he fell asleep, Song Yizhi sighed, congratulated Wang Xiu again, and then searched for information about the adoption.

She doesn't know the heart of the Virgin, so she is helping Song Ran contact the family that can adopt him, but she also has to help him break away from Zhang Qing in terms of blood relationship, which may be a little tricky.

She didn't figure out how to fix it, but at least she had a direction.

After a good night's sleep, she picked out a gorgeous skirt, matched it with a windbreaker, and pulled Song Ran out of the door.