Chapter 326

At seven o'clock, Ji Zhengting had sent her to the hospital.

"You're not going down?" Song Qingcheng asked him.

"My mother likes to read books about history. Bring them to her." Ji Zhengting handed her two books prepared in advance.

Song Qingcheng took a look, gave him a praise look, "then I went up."

Ji Zhengting nodded.

No matter how much, it's all between lips and teeth.

Song Qingcheng took a deep look at him, then pushed the door open and got off. She didn't stay and knew that he would always look at herself, so she rushed into the hospital soon.

Instead of going upstairs, she hid in the corner and quietly watched his car. He didn't leave soon either, until there was a car following him to urge him to drive away.

Song Qingcheng watched his car leave and went upstairs. Looking at the book in my hand, I hope the stepmother can let go of herself earlier tonight.

As she passed by the convenience store, she stopped subconsciously. Then I went in and walked around. When I came out, I came out with a bag.

When she got to the ward, Aunt Li was chatting with her stepmother. It seems that the chat is quite happy.

"Auntie, auntie Li, I'm here." Song Qingcheng didn't want to disturb other people's happy atmosphere because of herself, so she said hello with a smiling face.

She put the things on one side of the table.

"Here comes the young lady." Aunt Li stood up to say hello to her.

As soon as Aunt Li's voice fell, she heard the voice of her stepmother's displeasure, "do you know how to come? What time is it? "

But the stepmother still didn't give her a good face as usual.

The smile on Song Qingcheng's face was slightly stiff, "I'm afraid my aunt is bored in the ward, so I went to buy two books to pass the time for you."

Song Qingcheng passes the book Ji Zhengting gave her to her stepmother. The stepmother had a cold face and was surprised. She reached out and took the book from her hand. It was as fast as a snatch.

The stepmother looked at the book carefully and seemed a little incredulous. Is this book really a historical biography that she hasn't found for several years?

"Where did you get this book?" Asked the stepmother.

“……” Leng Ji Ting's mother won't know it's a book for her? She said, "I bought it from an old shop."

If the stepmother knew that it was Ji Zhengting who bought the book, Ji Zhengting would not bring it to her.

"Is there a book like that? Where is the address of the shop? " The stepmother grabbed her hand, full of excitement and excitement.

Song Qingcheng was stunned again. "His books are all purchased and renovated. They are not complete. I happened to see that these two historical biographies are of historical significance, so I bought them. If you don't like it, I'll exchange it for two others tomorrow. "

After that, she will take the book back from her stepmother. The stepmother was very nervous to take it back, but the next moment she seemed to find that her behavior was too abnormal. Then she hid her excited mood and pretended to be calm and said, "OK, I'll have a look tonight."

In fact, song Qingcheng had already seen that the stepmother was happy, and just now she was deliberately testing her.

After that, Aunt Li went back first. Song Qingcheng wants to pour water to wash her feet. She says she has already taken a bath. Song Qingcheng said to give her a massage, and her stepmother also said that she didn't feel any pain today and was reading a book.

Song Qingcheng saw that she wanted to read, so she asked her, "Auntie, do you want to drink water?"

"No drink." My stepmother didn't even look up.

When song Qingcheng saw the enchantment of her stepmother, she didn't speak any more. However, after five minutes, she took the quilt out of the cupboard and put it on the sofa. Seeing the concentration of her stepmother, she came back.

"Auntie, are you tired?" She asked with concern.

"Not tired." The stepmother is still the same as before, staring at the page meticulously.

"Auntie, have you taken any medicine?" She asked again.

The stepmother didn't know whether she heard it or not, so she let out a low "um.".

"Auntie..."

"Why are you so upset tonight? What should you do?" The stepmother was disturbed by her, so she was impatient.

“…… Then I'll take a bath. " Song Qingcheng looks innocent.

The stepmother was too lazy to say anything and waved at her.

Song Qingcheng chuckles.

Ji Zhengting's move is quite effective. It's a real Anemarrhena.

Song Qingcheng takes the laundry to wash happily. When he closes the door, he looks at the stepmother on the eye bed. Still concentrate on reading.

Half an hour after taking a bath and blowing out her hair, she found that her stepmother was still in the same posture as before, more absorbed than before.

"Auntie, it's getting late. Should you go to bed?" Song Qingcheng reminds us. In this manner, it's expected to stay up all night.

As a result, people continued to turn the page and read as if they had not heard.

"Auntie Auntie"Oh, what a noise! I heard it all The stepmother suddenly gets angry with her impatiently.

"It's almost ten o'clock..."

"You sleep on yours, I sleep on mine, and you don't care." The stepmother interrupted her directly.

“……” Song Qingcheng had to return to his sofa. After sitting for two minutes, she watched her stepmother turn over and continue to watch. She didn't feel sleepy at all. She finally swallowed the words she wanted to persuade.

The stepmother doesn't sleep all the time, and she doesn't dare to. If she really stayed up all night because of this book, and cried out all uncomfortable tomorrow, wouldn't she become a sinner again?!

I can't blame her. Ji Zhengting has to take half of the responsibility. This book is for himself.

He probably knew for a long time that his stepmother wanted these two books, so he took them to himself to please her.

Because she didn't sleep well the night before, she was already very sleepy. Just as she was dozing off, her cell phone rang.

It's a text message reminder.

She felt for her cell phone from the sofa and opened it. I didn't expect it was from him. He hasn't slept well these nights. He hasn't slept up to now tonight. It's really heartbreaking.

Click on the information content, if she expected, or two words: sleep?

She laughed.

Can't help but send a few words to ask him: do you only know how to type two words?

In less than a minute, his message came back: I thought I could only type two words.

Poof!

Song Qingcheng almost couldn't help laughing. Back to him again: Mr. Ji, can't you use the information function?

He said: Well, just learned!

Three words this time.

She said: Yes, it has grown to three words.

He back: season too much advice!

Staring at the three words "Mrs. Ji" on the screen, I couldn't say how sweet it was.

Because of those three words, their lives were closely tied together, sharing weal and woe.