Hearing his mother's nagging, song Jiabao fell into a deep thought. He had not considered this aspect before, and was suddenly said by his mother. He thought it was very reasonable.

She is still young and can play for a few years, but Tang Jinglun is not the same. She has been waiting for three years. By then, their family must be in a hurry.

"Jiabao, did you listen to what I told you? Of course, you are not in a hurry. People in Tang family are afraid that your graduates will run away with others. Isn't his family a waste of great youth?"

Song Jiabao is back to her mind. She has a serious expression on her face. She really goes to her heart.

"Mom, I'll discuss this with Tang Jinglun and see what they mean. I'll tell you later."

Finish saying, can't wait to rush upstairs.

"Ah, Jiabao, the noodles are ready soon. What are you going to do?" Song Qingyun saw that his daughter was going up the stairs, and shouted in a hurry.

"I..." Song Jiabao looks back and gives his father a keen look. Suddenly, his feet are filled with lead, unable to move.

"Here we are." After struggling, she decided to eat noodles first and go upstairs, instead of wasting her father's pains.

Seeing his daughter coming towards him, song Qingyun immediately had a smile on his face. "Sit there and wait. Bring it to you right away."

Song Jiabao answered and took a seat.

In a few minutes, the hot egg noodles were in front of her.

She narrowed her eyes like a greedy cat and smiled at her father. She immediately picked up the chopsticks.

"Slow down, hot." Song Qingyun sat opposite her daughter, watching her devour, and the smile on her face was more charming.

How long hasn't she had a meal like this?

In fact, if you think about it carefully, he still owes a lot to the two. The hospital is busy with work, and he seldom has time to accompany them. Now he is old, time is rich, and the children have grown up, so they don't need him anymore... Br >

think about it, it's sour in his heart, not Ziwei.

"Dad, I've finished. I'll go upstairs first."

Song Jiabao took the chopsticks to the kitchen and washed them back. Her father was still sitting in the chair, dazed. She was very worried and spoke carefully.

"Oh, well, have a rest earlier."

Song Qingyun returns to his mind and waves to his daughter. Let her go quickly, but he can't hide his loss.

Song Jiabao pursed his lips, didn't say anything more, and walked upstairs with three turns in one step.

While sitting on the sofa watching TV, Lin Kexin, seeing song Qingyun sitting alone in the restaurant, couldn't help but get up and walk over.

"What do you think?"

Song Qingyun was so scared that he said: "nothing."

"I don't want to be alone?"

So many years of husband and wife, what she did not know, an action, a look can see through her heart.

"It was yesterday that the time was so fast. In a blink of an eye, the children were so big... Lin Kexin couldn't help laughing. He went around behind him and gently played with his white hair." you don't see how you are now? "

Song Qingyun gently grabs Lin Kexin's hand and kisses him on his lips. "Kexin, you've suffered a lot these years."

Children can't grow up without any reason. His mind is all on work. She is the only one who is tired. She is the one who owes the most.

Fortunately, Lin Kexin's eyes turned red in an instant. "What do you say?"

"Wife, thank you ~"