Chapter 337

"I think it's good now. You don't want to keep improving. " She worried that her sister would be too demanding and would push herself too hard, which would make her very tired.

Song Xiaomei smiles and doesn't speak.

"Time is almost up. It's time for dinner. Let's go back to dinner." Song Qingcheng looked at the time and estimated that his mother's food should be cooked.

Song Xiaomei nodded, then picked up the brushes. Song Qingcheng helps her clean up.

In the distance, a tall figure stood in the sun. In the bright light, the tall figure reflected on the lawn, integrated into the warm light.

He looked at the two girls on the other side of the lawn from a distance.

A girl in a wheelchair can see her unhealthy complexion and petite figure even from a distance. The other is pushing a wheelchair. Her beautiful face is filled with a bright smile like sunshine. It's real and simple.

They talked and laughed all the way.

However, it was that innocent smile, like a cold wind blowing into his chest, rubbing his heart.

It doesn't hurt, but it's very uncomfortable.

He thought he knew her well; but He never knew that she had such a sister

I thought she had a bad father and a mean grandmother. She had been embarrassed enough, but her hardships were far more than those!

A girl with soft and sweet appearance, a 20-year-old beautiful youth, in her short life, she is experiencing something that ordinary people can't experience in their life.

He used to blame her for having only money in her eyes. But he never knew how much burden she had on her shoulders!

……

Song Qingcheng pushes song Xiaomei back from the left, and Ji Zhengting comes back from the right, just to meet him at the door.

Song Xiaomei saw a man at home and was stunned for a moment. Then she looked at her sister.

Song Qingcheng saw her sister's doubts, and was supposed to introduce her, "little sister, let me introduce you. This is my friend Ji Zhengting. She's my sister, song Xiaomei. "

The last sentence is to Ji Zhengting.

"Hello, Mr. Ji." Song Xiaomei said hello to him politely.

"Hello." Mr. Ji Zhengting nodded.

Song Qingcheng didn't see Ji Zhengting's fear of rejection or disgust. After all, she never mentioned her sister's body to him. In his opinion, it should be that she has a healthy sister.

"Go in, it's a little cold outside." Song Qingcheng said.

Ji Zhengting nodded. Step back and let them go first.

"It's just time to come back. Hurry to wash your hands and have dinner." Mother song is busy serving food.

"Mom, I'll help you." Song Qingcheng walked past.

"No, it's ready. Take Zheng ting to wash his hands for dinner, or it will be cold again."

Song Qingcheng did not insist, took Ji Zhengting to the bathroom to wash his hands. Then he twisted a hot towel and came out to wipe song Xiaomei's hands. The family sat down at the table.

"I don't know what Zhengting likes to eat, so I just make a little." Song mother said politely.

"Mom, these are very good. He can't eat so much at home." Song Qingcheng didn't want his mother to be too restrained.

Ji Zhengting bent his lips and said nothing.

"You are not polite at all, you child." Song's mother said that she was very happy.

"It doesn't matter, aunt song. I like her casual." Ji Zhengting said that.

Just a common sentence, but let song Qingcheng red face.

How can he express himself directly in front of his parents like this.

Embarrassed!

But his mother was very satisfied with him. Whether it's talent, morality, temperament, Ji Zhengting gives people a sense of stability and maturity.

As for his family background

Even if I don't ask, I know it's not an ordinary family. If he had a choice, his mother would prefer him to be an ordinary child. In this way, at least, it is not different from their present situation.

"Zheng Ting, my family is in a terrible state. Sometimes I'm stubborn. You have to bear with her more." To be a mother, of course, is to think about her daughter everywhere. Of course, we should not embarrass others.

"Don't worry, I'm willing to bow in front of her." He was speaking from the heart.

"That's because you're taller than me." Song Qingcheng gave him a heartless sentence.

“……”

Song's mother simply admired her daughter, "you child, how to speak."

Song Qingcheng later realized that what she had just said was really heartless. She began to please someone, "you eat more, my mother's craft is very good."

Song Qingcheng offered him food and hospitality.

Ji Zhengting is not very good at words. He says the least in a meal. But song Qingcheng had the most dishes.

After dinner, song Qingcheng sends his sister back to her room. Ji Zhengting is talking to someone outside. After Song Qingcheng comes back, he helps his mother clean up."Don't hurry, you'll get dirty later." Song's mother didn't want her to help clean up.

"It's OK. I'll clean the table."

Mother song stood there watching her wipe. Eyeground has a bit melancholy, as if want to say what, do not know how to open.

"Ma, what's the matter with you?"

"Qing Cheng, Zheng Ting knows the house we live in now..."

"Mom, you don't have to worry about all this. I told him very clearly about our family. He tried to help me several times, but I refused. Although we are a little poor, we just have a good time. And he is not the kind of person who takes the rich and the poor seriously, otherwise I would not choose to associate with him. "

"That's a relief for mom." Song Mu sighed, "my parents have not been able to give you a good family in my life. My mother is very ashamed."

"Don't say that, Ma. I can't thank you enough for giving me life. "

"Your life is not given by your mother alone..." Song's mother's words are meaningful.

Song Qingcheng was slightly stunned, "what do you want to say?"

"The new year is coming. Although your father has gone too far, we can't be heartless. So I think it's better to go back for the new year. "

Song Qingcheng immediately changed her face, "Mom, you forget dad, how did they drive us out at that time? In their eyes, they only know money; with money, they can not recognize each other. I will never go back to spend the new year with them. "

Song Qingcheng was very resolute. So far, her father and grandmother's words are still hovering in her ears, never stopping for a moment.

Seeing her resolute attitude, song's mother frowned and said, "Qing Cheng, tell you the truth. Your father called me two days ago and said that your grandmother was seriously ill recently and nobody took care of her. Want us to move back in. "

"You won't agree, will you?" Song Qingcheng looked at his mother nervously, as if she was afraid that his mother would agree.